Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld

Chapter 317 - 103: Establishing Authority (Ten-Thousand-Word Mega - )

Never expected it.

Using this skill for a stealth attack is indeed ingenious.

A martial artist’s senses are sharp, and their reactions swift. It’s difficult to hit them even with a pistol, unless the distance is too close and they are unprepared.

However, who doesn’t know by now that Fang Zheng has a powerful hidden weapon, which certainly adds convenience.

The moment a killing intent arises, it will be sensed immediately.

But the Undying True Skill can conceal one’s aura, making a person like a withered log, deceiving the martial artist’s senses. By the time the gunshot rings out, it’s too late to dodge.

Just now.

Fang Zheng hid in the shadows and killed three martial artists without much effort, precisely because of this reason.

’However, one of them sensed something. It seems the Undying True Skill cannot completely hide the aura; I wonder if it can deceive a Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artist?’

He held his chin, pondering silently.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"..."

The anxious voices of Wu Hai and others sounded from outside.

"I’m fine."

Fang Zheng calmly put away the pistol, letting his long robe hang down to cover the holster, and said calmly:

"Come in, clean up the bodies, cut off their heads and hang them at the entrance of Fang Mansion, let people see the consequences of trespassing on Fang Mansion."

"Yes." Wu Hai replied, pushed the door open, and upon seeing the situation in the room, his expression changed involuntarily, then he lowered his head.

At this moment.

The battle outside had also ended.

Aside from a few stubborn ones, others sensed something was wrong and retreated early, leaving corpses for the nurse to clean up.

In the darkness.

The ghosts shrieked.

With such a feast of blood, the third Resentful Soul ascended here, and now there were three Fierce Ghosts in the Five Ghosts’ Pouch, each comparable to a martial artist.

The following day.

Several lime-covered heads appeared on the flagpole outside the Fang Mansion, their eyes wide open, chilling to behold.

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"Master."

In the evening, Old Liu reported:

"Two people are outside, one of whom claims to be a Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artist, saying he can resolve the troubles in your heart."

"Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artist?" Fang Zheng, who was flipping through a book, looked up in surprise:

"Is it true?"

"This..." Old Liu smiled bitterly:

"I don’t know, but that person indeed has some aura. Just one glance from him almost made me wet my pants."

"Martial Dao Will?" Fang Zheng nodded, seemingly having some understanding:

"Invite him in."

"Yes."

Old Liu bowed and limped backward.

"Old Liu." Seeing this, Fang Zheng’s eyes wavered slightly, speaking slowly:

"You’re not young anymore, and your legs aren’t too nimble. From now on, don’t run back and forth in the front and back yards."

"Ah!" Old Liu turned pale, eyes filled with panic, hurriedly saying:

"Master, I can still work. In the future... I’ll be quicker, and I’ll report immediately whenever there’s news, never delaying anything."

"Don’t get excited." Fang Zheng pressed a palm gently in the air, speaking slowly:

"The gatekeeping position is still yours; no one can take it. But you don’t have to strain yourself if your health doesn’t allow it."

"I’m thinking of finding someone to assist you, not to send you away."

"This..." Old Liu flushed with embarrassment, stammering:

"You’re right, Master. I can still work... I didn’t mean that..."

"Thud!"

His knees went weak, and he fell to the ground, tears in his voice:

"Thank you, Master!"

Old Liu was well aware of his abilities; even speaking was a challenge for him. The position he held at Fang Mansion was entirely due to Fang Zheng’s support.

If not for staying at Fang Mansion, he and his little sister would have starved to death long ago.

"Get up."

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"A man sheds tears only when deeply moved. Wipe your eyes, and let them in."

"Yes."

Old Liu stood up, wiping his tears with his sleeve:

"I’ll go right away."

Shortly after.

An old man and a teenager walked into the main hall.

The old man, with white hair and a face full of wrinkles, wore a coarse cloth short robe typical of ordinary folks, and his feet were shod with severely worn-out straw sandals.

The teenager, around thirteen or fourteen years old, had lively eyes and was curious, looking around energetically as soon as he entered the hall, displaying an active and playful nature.

"I, Xiang Xiu, and this is my disciple Yuan Zhongdao."

The old man cupped his hands, saluting:

"Greetings, Young Master Fang."

Despite his ragged attire, the old man remained composed, standing in the center of the hall without arrogance or humility, exuding a sense of calm and dignity.

"Xiang Xiu?" Fang Zheng’s mind turned, confirming he had never heard of this name before, then asked:

"May I ask where the old gentleman comes from? And where are you heading?"

"From where I came to where I go." Xiang Xiu raised his head. Though he was no longer young, his voice carried an inexplicable force:

"Young Master Fang, no need to ask more. You’re embroiled in trouble now. If it’s unresolved, your life and property are at risk. I can be of service."

"Oh!" Fang Zheng’s expression was ambiguously smiling:

"What makes the old gentleman say that? How come I don’t know about being in such trouble?"

"Hmph!" Xiang Xiu let out a light snort:

"Young Master Fang, you know perfectly well. Your large-scale acquisition of Golden Carp has offended the Exclusion Sect and attracted numerous experts."

"That’s an item benefiting the Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artist’s advance to the Realm of Impermeability. Do you think last night’s events can scare others off?"

"Last night was merely a test; the real experts are yet to come!"

"Frankly speaking."

He cupped his hands again and continued:

"As far as I know, two Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artists have already arrived in Gu’an County and may attack Fang Mansion shortly."

"Even with a mage guarding Fang Mansion, I’m afraid they won’t hold off these two!"

"Hmm?" Fang Zheng squinted:

"Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artists?"

"Indeed!" Xiang Xiu’s voice deepened:

"If more Golden Carp appears nearby, not just Celestial Martial Artists, even experts who’ve reached the Realm of No Leakage will come."

"Didn’t expect, Fang Zheng’s momentary action could lead to such trouble." Fang Zheng sighed lightly: