“We’ll just have to take this gamble.” Resolution flashed through Leng Xian’s eyes. 

Sacred palace disciples were very willing to take risks if they had a goal in sight. If they failed, they’d lose only their cultivation and treasures. But if they succeeded, they would reap untold benefits.

“There’s another way, we can refine the stones into a tiny boat and take it across the sea,” Ying Luo suddenly suggested. “If we’re disguised as zombies, the real ones in the sea won’t sense the presence of the living and therefore, won’t attack us.”

Standing next to Leng Xian, her skin crawled when she looked at the bobbing masses of zombies. Since she was...