Shen Yanxiao felt that she had slept for a long, long time. Her limbs had become stiff and her mind was buzzing. She struggled to open her sore eyes.

A little face filled with worry appeared before her eyes.

“Taotie?” Shen Yanxiao rubbed her head and sat up, looking at the tearful Taotie in surprise.

She was not used to the foodie looking so distressed.

“Master, you’re awake! You’re finally awake!” After confirming that Shen Yanxiao was awake, Taotie, who was holding back his tears, burst into tears and plunged into Shen Yanxiao’s arms.

“Alright, don’t cry. Am I not awake now?” Shen Yanxiao softly comforted the crying Taotie. She did not know what had happened, nor whu she had suddenly undergone such a drastic change.

Taotie raised his head with a sob, and his face that was covered with tears was slightly pale.

“Master, Vermilion Bird has disappeared, and so has Lord Xiu,” Taotie said with a sobbing voice.

“What did you say?” Shen Yanxiao was completely dumbstruck. She immediately wanted to contact Xiu and Vermilion Bird in her heart lake, but there was only silence with not a single figure in sight.

“How could this be?” Shen Yanxiao tried to establish a spiritual link with Vermilion Bird again, but she discovered that the mark that belonged to Vermilion Bird had disappeared without a trace. The only one she could maintain a spiritual link with was Taotie.

“I can’t contact Vermilion Bird…” Shen Yanxiao bit her lips. What exactly happened that caused this?

Just as Shen Yanxiao was filled with doubts, footsteps suddenly sounded. Taotie seemed to have sensed something and immediately turned into mist and returned to Shen Yanxiao’s body.

Before Shen Yanxiao could react, the door was roughly pushed open.

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A low-level undead in a gray sackcloth looked doubtfully at Shen Yanxiao who had already sat up.

It was an undead!

Shen Yanxiao was shocked.

However, before she could take any action, the low-level undead said, “Yo, your luck is pretty good. You actually woke up. As a low-level undead, you actually survived that accident. Kid, your luck is pretty good.”

A mocking tone was heard from the low-level undead.

Shen Yanxiao was stunned by the other party’s words.

What did he say she was?

Shen Yanxiao had an ominous premonition. She lowered her head and looked at her hands. What she saw almost made her choke.

Wasn’t this the iconic grayish-white hands of a low-level undead?

Shen Yanxiao was sure that the pair of hands in front of her was not the effect of a disguise potion machine.

She had used an appearance-changing potion to disguise herself as Ye Dou before and make her physique much larger than her own. However, the size of her current hands was clearly smaller than the ones she had when she was in a disguise and was identical to the ones she had according to her own physique.

That was to say…

She had really become an undead?!

“Tsk tsk, since you’re awake, then do as you deem fit. These are the bone coins that my Lord has given to you survivors as a reward for your efforts in the Hidden Dragon Continent. Kid, if you’ve recovered, hurry up and take the money and get lost. This is not a place for you to enjoy.” The low-level undead obviously did not have the patience to talk nonsense with Shen Yanxiao. He frowned and said a few words before throwing a small purse on the ground and turning around to leave.