The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady - Chapter 1892

Chapter 1892 – Undead School (1)

Watching the Mole Beast running all the way back to the depths of the forest, Shen Yanxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She slowly jumped down to the ground and rubbed her sore shoulder.

After more than two hours of fighting, she had spent most of the arrows in her storage ring. She could not count how many arrows she had shot in the end.

Everything was thanks to the fact that Shen Yanxiao was confronting a huge high undead. If it were changed to a small one, she felt that she might not be so lucky.

Shen Yanxiao was still secretly summing up her experience in this battle when a large wave of black shadows rushed over and surrounded her.

“You… Did you just beat that Mole Beast?!” The female undead shouted in a nearly distorted voice.

Shen Yanxiao was forcibly pulled back to her senses by this voice. As soon as she looked up, she saw a group of undead teenagers surrounding her.

Dammit. What’s going on now?

What do these idiots want?

“You’re a low undead? That’s impossible…” Only after they got close to Shen Yanxiao did the undead teenagers determine that Shen Yanxiao’s death energy indeed belonged to a low undead. However, there were some strange places that made them feel off, and for a while they could not understand it.

“You’re good at archery, right? Where did you learn it?”

A group of undead teenagers discussed things lively, with everybody talking at once; their chattering played in Shen Yanxiao’s ears loudly.

Shen Yanxiao blinked her eyes and looked at the curious undead teenagers, her heart full of silence.

Can these idiots get any more foolish? Do they realize that they just experienced a chase?

Unable to get Shen Yanxiao’s response, the group of undead teenagers looked at Shen Yanxiao with some doubts. If it were the usual, they would never be so pleasant to a low undead, but Shen Yanxiao just showed them amazing archery, which somewhat curbed the arrogance in their hearts.

“Hello, my name is Iry. Thank you for saving us just now.” A slightly older undead teenager seemed to have noticed Shen Yanxiao’s indifference. He revealed a smiling face and looked at Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao glanced at the undead called Iry. She remembered that when they were being chased by the Mole Beast before, this undead teenager had been trying to organize his other companions to attack the Mole Beast. Although the effect was not obvious, at least it showed that he had a little brain.

“It’s nothing. If it’s all right, can I go now?” Shen Yanxiao pulled up the corners of her lips slightly. She didn’t intend to stay any longer with these idiots.

Iry looked at Shen Yanxiao awkwardly and then at his companions. Then he said, “Wait a minute, please. In fact, we are students of Deathfire Academy. This time, we are here in the Forest of Death to carry out the task assigned to us by our mentor.”

Iry was also helpless. Their team only had a bit more than twenty people, and they were still minor purebred undead. In the end, they received a mission within the Forest of Death. They did not expect that, just after entering the Forest of Death, they would encounter the ferocious Mole Beast. If Shen Yanxiao hadn’t appeared in time, many of their companions would likely have died in the hands of the Mole Beast.

“Deathfire Academy?” Shen Yanxiao raised an eyebrow.

She suddenly remembered a record in The Law of Survival for Undead. It said that in the world of the undead, there were schools similar to those of human beings. It was designed to teach young undead how to cultivate their power. These schools were generally divided into three categories: one for purebred undead, one for resurrected undead, and the other for both kinds of undead.