Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 197 - 75: Titan

When Hu Yanting died, his face was hideous, and his features were twisted and deformed. His head soaked in salt made it look like snowflakes crowned him.

"Uncle."

Fang Zheng placed the head in front of the grave and sighed:

"I have avenged your death. I hope that you, knowing this in the afterlife, can rest in peace and start anew as soon as possible; that is what's important."

"Alas!"

"Why were you so hasty back then? If you had waited for me, we could have discussed it in detail before time-traveling. Instead, you ended up losing your life."

"Sigh..."

The autumn wind swept the ground, carrying a few fallen leaves.

Fang Zheng murmured for a long time at the grave before kneeling on both knees, bowing, and leaving alone.

The next day.

The head in front of the grave was discovered, causing a flurry of activity at the Public Security Bureau. However, identifying the deceased was just wishful thinking.

They could only speculate that this person was the murderer who killed Fang Jian and that Fang Zheng had beheaded him in revenge.

But...

The Public Security Bureau had long grown accustomed to Fang Zheng's lawlessness, and without evidence, they were too lazy to summon him.

After all, nothing could be gleaned even if he came.

......

Abandoned warehouse.

Most items in the warehouse were dilapidated, except for a few diesel generator sets that could still be used, which had been cleaned of dust.

"Clang!"

Fang Zheng entered with a can of oil, stopping in front of one of the generator sets.

Rated power: 1300 kilowatts.

V-type 12-cylinder engine.

Automated control system.

Universal circuit breaker.

...

Apart from the generator sets, there was also a cage-like structure in the venue, made of reinforced bars and iron mesh, with a seat-like center.

Here,

was the place he'd specifically prepared for cultivating the Elemental Thunder Skill.

"No rush to return yet."

After stretching his wrist, Fang Zheng flipped the switch, lightning arcs bouncing along the bars and mesh, and current surged within.

"Wu Hai and the others..."

"May they be well!"

The chaos in Gu'an County wouldn't settle down quickly, but Wu Hai and the others were far from the chaotic core, so there shouldn't be much problem.

Moreover,

Fang Zheng couldn't protect them all the time, especially with that Martial Artist from the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion around, who might have ways to track him.

Better to lay low for a time.

"Sizzle..."

Lightning arcs danced in the air, gradually gathering at the center, indicating that everything was ready.

After flexing his muscles, Fang Zheng walked towards the electrified iron mesh, with each step drawing an arc onto his body.

However, unlike before,

Now, he had a strong resistance to the current.

His Qi and blood surged within, counteracting the electricity flowing in, and his power emanated outward, forming an invisible barrier around him.

The electric current, potent enough to stun or kill, had become an auxiliary tool for tempering the body of the present Fang Zheng.

He sat cross-legged at the center and took out a brocade box.

"Snap..."

The brocade box opened.

Inside was an elixir pill about the size of a quail egg.

The elixir was blood red, and on closer inspection, there seemed to be a blood wave undulating inside. A faint aroma could be smelled when sniffed lightly.

Blood Lotus Pill!

The pill contained vast essence, beneficial for refining the body, greatly useful to Martial Artists and Mages, and definitely a supreme-grade item for him.

If he could ingest and refine it, he might quickly reach the realm of Three Blood Perfection.

After some thought, he took out a calming incense stick and lit it.

The smoke curled up,

soothing his agitated mind.

"Sigh..."

Fang Zheng exhaled deeply, his eyes calm and serene, tilting his head to consume the Blood Lotus Pill, then he closed his eyes and circulated the Elemental Thunder Skill with his Qi and blood.

"Buzz..."

"Boom!"

Qi and blood churned like incessant rumbling thunder.

At a certain moment.

"Boom!"

A surge of flame rose abruptly from his abdomen, spreading instantly to his limbs, making his skin redden and heat up.

What terrifying medicinal power!

Fang Zheng was startled and immediately exerted all his strength to circulate his cultivation technique, trying to refine the medicinal power.

However,

compared to the ceaseless, surging essence, his cultivation base was like a mayfly shaking a tree, making little difference.

Damn!

Fang Zheng's heart pounded fiercely, silently cursing.

With his current strength, he couldn't possibly digest this enormous medicinal power and might even suffer severe physical damage as a result.

"Sure enough, Shopkeeper Ba is unreliable!"

This accusation was somewhat unfair to Shopkeeper Ba. The Blood Lotus Pill was not designed to be used by a Body Refining Martial Artist; he didn't know the specifics well.

He only assumed it from previous experiences.

Little did he know.

The Blood Lotus Pill contained immense essence and its nature was violent, hence its name with 'blood'; ordinary people truly couldn't withstand it.

'If this continues, even without enhancing the cultivation base, my body might collapse, and I could lose a significant portion of my cultivation base even if I survive.'

'The Supreme Dao Foundation laid by the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment Method would be damaged.' 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

'The best scenario would still require a few months of recovery to regain strength, wasting a rare elixir.'

Thanks to the calming incense, despite the crisis, Fang Zheng could maintain emotional stability, not panicking, with thoughts racing in his mind.

What to do?

Hmm?

With his mind highly strained and focused, he instantly noticed the only anomaly in his body.

Skin and flesh!

The influx of current clashed with the vast medicinal power when penetrating the skin, neutralizing each other, protecting his body.

In fact,

making the skin slightly stronger through some degree of tempering.

"There's hope!"

Fang Zheng opened his eyes, a gleam in his eyes, then picked up a small stone from the ground, flicking it towards the generator set.

Level five!

"Buzz..."

"Crackle!"

With the frenzied operation of the colored glaze generator, thick arcs of electricity rushed along the web at a speed difficult to discern with the naked eye.