The Overbearing Little Zombie

"Xin... Xinyan!"

A hoarse, grating voice, like the sound of two dry bones rubbing together, emerged from Shang Aobai's throat.

He abruptly raised his head, his eyes flashing with divine light as he fixed them on Gu Qingfeng. "Who are you?! How do you know Xinyan's name?! Has she been captured and brought here too?"

Gu Qingfeng was slightly startled. Only now did he realize that Shang Aobai had been pretending all along—he hadn’t lost his sanity at all. In fact, he was perfectly lucid. His earlier state must have been the result of some self-sealing secret technique.

It wasn’t until he heard the name "Shang Xinyan" that he emerged from his self-imposed trance.

No wonder he had been able to find opportunities to transmit knowledge of the Upper Realm to Shang Xinyan all this time. It turned out... he had never given up hope.

After a moment of thought, Gu Qingfeng spoke solemnly, "Father-in-law, my name is Gu Qingfeng. I am your son-in-law. Xinyan is safe—she’s still in the Qing Realm."

Shang Aobai froze. "Son-in-law?!"

His gaze flickered to the Elephant Demon standing nearby, suspicion flashing in his eyes.

Gu Qingfeng continued, "I’m also from the Qing Realm. Xinyan and I married not long ago. Today, I came to the Upper Realm specifically to rescue you. As for this Elephant Demon, don’t worry—he’s already sworn allegiance to me."

With that, Gu Qingfeng turned to the one-tusked Elephant Demon and ordered, "Break off your remaining tusk as proof for my father-in-law."

The Elephant Demon didn’t dare disobey. Gritting his teeth, he steeled himself and snapped off his last tusk.

Squelch!

Blood gushed like a fountain from the broken stump.

Shang Aobai was utterly dumbfounded, clearly unable to process what he was seeing.

But before he could react further, Gu Qingfeng struck the chains binding him with a single palm, shattering them, and helped Shang Aobai to his feet.

"Father-in-law, there’s no time for explanations now. We must leave immediately."

Gu Qingfeng then supported him as they flew toward the inter-realm passage.

His priority was to send Shang Aobai back to the Qing Realm. He didn’t know how seriously the Heavenly Elephant Ancestor valued the Seven Orifices Exquisite Body—whether the old monster would emerge from seclusion over this matter.

If the ancestor launched a full-scale attack and Shang Aobai got caught in the crossfire, the consequences would be...

As for why he didn’t simply stash Shang Aobai in his pocket dimension—

The reason was simple. That space was filled with female demons. Bringing his father-in-law there would be no different from taking an old man to a modern-day KTV and ordering him a hostess.

Before the inter-realm passage, the energy in the formation’s spirit stones was already dimming, clearly on the verge of exhaustion.

"Father-in-law, return to the Qing Realm first. We can discuss everything else once I return."

Though still bewildered, Shang Aobai had grasped the general situation.

This man before him was likely truly his son-in-law, here to save him.

After all, the Sacred Clan wouldn’t go to such lengths just to deceive him.

"Though I don’t know what confidence you possess, being able to deal with a Sacred Clan member at the Divine Core Realm doesn’t mean you can handle the Heavenly Elephant Ancestor. His strength is..."

Gu Qingfeng cut him off. "Father-in-law, I have my methods. Don’t worry—I won’t leave Xinyan a widow."

Shang Aobai gave Gu Qingfeng a deep, searching look. Knowing this wasn’t the time for hesitation, he finally nodded heavily and turned to leave without further protest.

At that moment, Gu Qingfeng summoned a Divine Realm demon from his pocket dimension and instructed it to protect Shang Aobai.

After all, Shang Aobai was severely injured, his strength not yet recovered—far too vulnerable in his current state.

Once everything was arranged, he sent them off.

As the formation’s light flared, Shang Aobai’s figure vanished. The spirit stones powering the formation crumbled into dust, their energy completely spent, scattering in the wind.

The inter-realm passage closed.

But Gu Qingfeng wasn’t worried. He never doubted his ability to return. If the passage was closed, he’d just reopen it.

Once he dealt with the Heavenly Elephant Ancestor, going back to the Qing Realm would be child’s play.

He scanned his surroundings. The Heavenly Elephant Ancestor still hadn’t appeared—clearly, he remained in seclusion.

Gu Qingfeng never assumed his actions would go unnoticed by the ancestor. The fact that the old monster hadn’t intervened could only mean one thing: refining the Qing Realm’s Heavenly Dao had reached a critical juncture.

Compared to that, everything else was trivial.

And honestly, it made sense. With the ancestor’s overwhelming power, the entire Qing Realm was already his plaything. A minor disturbance like this? Whether he dealt with it now or later made no difference.

"Take me to the Heavenly Elephant Ancestor’s seclusion site."

"Yes, Master," the Elephant Demon replied, clutching his bleeding tusk stump.

......

A short while later, man and demon stopped before an inverted palace floating midair.

"Master, the Heavenly Elephant Ancestor is in seclusion here."

Gu Qingfeng nodded, then tossed the Elephant Demon into his pocket dimension.

Once inside, he broadcasted a message throughout the space.

As the ruler of this dimension, he was like its Heavenly Dao—his voice could reach every corner effortlessly.

"Listen up, all of you! A feast begins now! Today, you’ll taste the flesh of the Upper Realm’s Sacred Clan. One not enough? Fine—here’s another. Little Corpse Charm, you’re in charge. Remember—don’t kill him. Let him heal, so we can eat him again and again."

The newly arrived, now tuskless Elephant Demon paled in horror at these words.

He saw Xiang Tian lying nearby, being devoured by countless demons.

Then he saw the horde of green-eyed fiends closing in on him, drooling with hunger.

Terror gripped his heart. He screamed for mercy, but no one listened. Worse, he didn’t dare resist—defying his master’s orders would bring a fate a hundred times more gruesome than being eaten alive.

A nearby demon, unable to resist temptation, lunged first, sinking its teeth into the Elephant Demon’s plump thigh.

"Ahhh!" The Elephant Demon shrieked but didn’t fight back.

The other demons, emboldened, pounced.

Suddenly, the demonic horde shifted. The creatures parted as a breathtakingly alluring woman strode forward—barefoot, her snow-white, shapely legs exposed.

Her lips were blood-red, her eyes gleaming with a sinister, predatory light.

This was Little Corpse Charm.

She licked her delicate lips, a dangerous smile playing on her face—beautiful yet deadly, like a blooming poppy.

Her gaze raked over the screaming Elephant Demon, then flicked to the few unruly demons still gnawing greedily. Her brow furrowed, her eyes turning icy.

"Hmph! You forget your place, worms!"

Swish!

With a flick of her jade-like hand, a crimson streak slashed through the air. The offending demons exploded into clouds of blood.

The remaining demons’ greed instantly cooled, replaced by sheer terror as they stared at their queen-like mistress.

Little Corpse Charm smirked, surveying the crowd—many of whom were Divine Realm demons—with the disdain of a ruler addressing slaves.

"White Fox, Qinglin—you two worthless sluts, drain half his blood first. The rest of you may eat afterward. Remember—no vital spots. Cross that line, and this will be your fate!"