Having just become the Corpse King, you want me to seize the position of Purple-Robed Celestial Mast

Chapter 1: The Purple-Robed Celestial Master Training System? But I'm a zombie!

"Be careful, dig up and burn all the corpses around here to prevent them from turning into zombies!"

A sound came from outside the coffin, and Zhang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Then he showed an expression of disbelief.

"I'm fucking resurrected?"

Zhang Xuan originally transmigrated to this world and became the son of the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, the next Celestial Master. However, during a mission down the mountain, he perished together with a Corpse King who had cultivated for a thousand years.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already like this.

Then, amidst the sounds of digging and thunder outside, a voice echoed in Zhang Xuan's mind.

[Ding: Congratulations, host, on binding the Purple Robe Celestial Master Training Manual]

This system is specifically designed to slay demons and monsters, and to forge Taoist purple-robed celestial masters.

[New player quest: Slay one zombie]

[System: 10% control over body]

Zhang Xuan: ? ? ? ? ?

Although it was pitch black inside the coffin, he could easily see his current predicament.

Slaying zombies?

I'm a complete zombie.

Good news, you've been resurrected. Bad news, you've become a zombie. Good news, you're bound to the Celestial Master Training System. Bad news, you've become a zombie.

"I'm a zombie, how are you going to train me to become a Taoist master? Should I unleash a full set of Taoist magic combos on myself?"

"Why didn't you nurture it while it was alive? Why wait until it became a zombie?"

Just as Zhang Xuan was speechless, the coffin lid was pried open.

Immediately afterwards, two Taoist priests in yellow robes carefully jumped down from above.

Then move yourself out.

"My God, is this a Taoist priest? We're fellow practitioners!" The thinner of the Taoist priests was the first to react.

Then the other Taoist priest spoke up as well:

"Hey, it really is a true master from Longhu Mountain! This must be one of our grandmasters."

"Something's not right!" The skinny Taoist narrowed his eyes. "This senior is probably about to turn into a zombie. Look at his fingernails and skin; it'll probably happen in the next day or two."

Zhang Xuan was dressed in a red Taoist robe, with a purple-gold copper coin sword wrapped around his waist and a nine-turn lightning-struck peach wood sword in his hand. His skin was dark and withered, just like someone about to turn into a zombie.

"What should we do? Burn them here? The orders from above are that the corpses in this area are infected with corpse fumes and must be burned."

They were immediately caught in a dilemma.

These words terrified Zhang Xuan.

It burned?

I am not dead yet.

"No rush. The corpse transformation will happen in the next couple of days. Let's take the body back first and let Uncle-Master Zhang Jingxu take a look. After all, this grandmaster is wearing a red robe! The red robe of the number one person below the purple robe!"

"Yes, yes, let's not burn it yet."

"Rise!" The skinny Taoist priest brandished his peach wood sword and corpse-controlling talisman, trying to make Zhang Xuan jump around on his own.

As a result, Zhang Xuan completely ignored him.

"Your skills are so limited, you should give up. Take the talisman away from me, I'd rather walk back myself."

The fat Taoist priest Zhang Daoyuan chuckled: "Come on, what kind of status do you have to think you can be the master of corpse driving? Hurry up and carry it back!"

The two carried Zhang Xuan on their backs and headed step by step toward the temporary headquarters of the Taoist disciples.

Many people saw the situation here along the way.

"No, I told you two to burn the body, so why did you carry it back?"

"No, no, why is this corpse wearing a red Taoist robe? Which senior disciple bravely sacrificed his life?"

"Come on, who on Longhu Mountain is qualified to wear red or purple robes these days?"

Zhang Xuan listened to the voices around him and was slowly placed inside the tent by the two of them.

The two then sat down to rest.

[Body control: 20%]

Then Zhang Daoyuan sighed and slowly said, "Now the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain has split into three branches, and they are all vying for the position of Celestial Master, making us disciples the most pitiful."

bang——

The thin Taoist priest Zhang Daoyi slammed his fist on the table in anger, and then said, "Yes, as soon as the old Celestial Master passed away, they started to covet the position of Celestial Master, without even considering whether they are qualified to sit in it."

Zhang Daoyuan nodded and added, "What's most despicable is that none of them even know the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, so what makes them worthy of the title of Celestial Master?"

"If only a senior member of the direct line could stand up and uphold justice, it would be great. Unfortunately, my father doesn't know the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique."

Both of them sighed.

What?

This left Zhang Xuan completely bewildered. Disciples from the three lineages were vying for the position of Celestial Master?

Zhang Xuan was furious. "You don't even know the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique, yet you dare to snatch this position?"

As Zhang Xuan grew angry, a gust of wind began to blow through the tent, a chilling wind that ruffled the yellow talisman on Zhang Xuan's forehead and billowed his red Taoist robe.

"Grandmaster? Grandmaster is angry." Zhang Daoyuan hurriedly stood up, clasped his hands in a fist and fist salute: "Grandmaster, we didn't mean to say these things to you, it's just... the Daoist sect is not what it used to be, the Five Thunder Orthodox Method hasn't been seen for a hundred years..."

"If this continues, the Taoist sect will truly decline."

Zhang Daoyi also stood up and clasped his hands in greeting: "Grandmaster, if only you could come back to life. With your clothes, I doubt those people from Longhu Mountain would dare to cause any trouble."

"But then again, if you came back to life, we'd probably be scared out of our wits."

The two joked, "Yes, who would dare use Taoist magic on our grandmaster?"

As the two were chatting and laughing, a scream suddenly rang out from outside.

"It's terrible! A zombie has turned into a zombie! Be careful! A flying zombie has turned into a zombie! Taoist disciples, come to our aid immediately!"

"Put down the zombies you're dealing with and follow me to kill this flying zombie!"

Upon hearing the commotion, the two men's expressions changed, and they hurriedly stood up. One grabbed a peach wood sword, and the other held a Heavenly Ruler.

They exchanged a glance: "Let's go, let's help!"

"Senior brother, what should we do about our martial uncle?"

"Put my uncle in the coffin first, and we'll cremate him when we come back later."

After saying that, the two of them rushed out without looking back.

Zhang Xuan: ? ? ? ? ?

[Body control: 40%]

"A flying zombie? Could it be the zombie that died with me before?" Zhang Xuan recalled that he hadn't killed it back then.

The flying zombie is immortal and indestructible; it can only be killed by triggering a heavenly tribulation or by using the Taoist secret technique, the Five Thunder Orthodox Method.

At that time, he had not yet mastered the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, so he risked his own life to seal it. Now, he saw that the seal had loosened and its corpse energy was leaking out, infecting the surrounding corpses.

I was even caused to turn into a zombie by the Zombie King.

"Damn it, if it really is that flying zombie, how can these Taoist disciples possibly stand a chance?"

Zhang Xuan suddenly began to struggle, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move.

[Body control: 50%]

Soon, the screams outside grew louder and louder.

Finally, gradually, these sounds disappeared and grew farther and farther away.

Zhang Xuan also fell into a deep sleep, and he was unable to move until he had 100% control over his body.

I don't know how much time passed.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the doorway.

"Why are there so many tents here?"

"Ah! So many... so many corpses."

A scream rang out, and Zhang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, he had regained control of his body to the last 90%!

His hands can now move slightly.