Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 311 - 102: Spirit Fish

"Young Master Fang."

Mr. Shan tapped his palm with a folding fan and slowly began to speak:

"Do you wish to intervene in this matter?"

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Fang Zheng. His eyes were long and narrow, which already gave off a cold feeling, and now it was even more chilling.

It felt like being stared at by a slick, poisonous snake.

"Spare when you can." Fang Zheng stretched his body, appearing not to notice the threat in the other’s voice, and smiled calmly:

"Mr. Shan, why be so ruthless?"

"This is Lord Yan’s instruction." Mr. Shan cupped his fists and saluted upward:

"Young Master Fang, you are a smart person. Everyone in Gu’an County, from the top down, is connected to Square Porcelain. Why make trouble for yourself?"

"If you leave now, I can pretend I didn’t see anything."

These words were already quite polite for him.

After all.

Almost everyone in Gu’an County, from the magistrate to junior officials, had shares in Square Porcelain and received yearly profits, so they all had to give Fang Zheng some respect.

Moreover, the Linghu family intended to marry into their family...

There was an implicit power in the region.

"Ah!"

Fang Zheng sighed lightly:

"Daoist Zhang has been my friend and mentor for many years. If I ignore this, wouldn’t I appear ungrateful?"

"Moreover..."

"To be honest, I don’t like Mr. Shan."

"Is that so?" Mr. Shan’s face darkened:

"Many dislike me, and it seems that today won’t end peacefully..."

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

Mr. Shan’s figure flickered and, as if teleporting, appeared several meters away, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Fang Zheng’s smoking gun barrel.

With a tone of caution:

"Is this the mysterious hidden weapon?"

Rumors had it that Fang Zheng held a powerful hidden weapon that, if it hit, even a Martial Artist would be hard-pressed to survive.

Back then, Song Kewang, a Commander of the Anxi Army and a Flawless Martial Artist who mastered Protective Force, had his head blown off by it.

Of course.

At that time, Song Kewang was on his last breath, unable to retaliate.

"Indeed." Fang Zheng nodded, sighing regretfully:

"As expected, it’s not so effective against a prepared Martial Artist."

When an ordinary person wields a gun, another can even cut bullets in half; it’s not surprising that others can dodge it when wielded by him.

However...

Mr. Shan was not a Mage, so that was good.

Against an unknown Mage, he was cautious, but against a Martial Artist, even at the Great Cycle Realm, he had no fear.

"Remarkable indeed."

Mr. Shan glanced at the bullet hole in the tree trunk behind him, his eyes twitching:

"No wonder you dare to act against me. Let me see Young Master Fang’s capabilities!"

"Swoosh!"

Before he had finished speaking, two streaks of blood shot from the ground, heading straight for Fang Zheng, as swift as arrows released from a bowstring.

"Hmm?"

Fang Zheng showed surprise, sidestepping to evade.

"What is this?"

As he spoke.

More streaks of blood shot from the ground, and upon closer inspection, they were the blood flowing from the dead governmental officials just now.

Streams of blood slithered through grass and soil, like living serpents, waiting for the right moment to strike.

This individual...

Could actually control blood?

As Fang Zheng was in shock, Mr. Shan had already closed in.

His body technique was bizarre, leaving trails of afterimages in the field. Waving his folding fan, steel needles shot out, and his hands danced like butterflies amidst flowers, the powerful Qi intersecting and roaring toward Fang Zheng.

"Hmph!"

Fang Zheng grunted, dodging the steel needles while drawing the long saber at his waist with a ringing sound.

When the saber was drawn,

The many afterimages disappeared instantly.

One-Character Heart-Clearing Slash!

"What a saber technique!"

Mr. Shan said in astonishment:

"Young Master Fang, a mere wealthy noble, who knew he possessed such strength. Others... have underestimated you."

His Profound Charm Body Technique was unparalleled in the Jianghu.

This technique combined Martial Arts and Magic, not only confusing others’ vision but also deceiving the perception of Martial Artists.

In combat, it was almost invincible.

But now.

It was broken by a single slash.

"Hmph!"

Fang Zheng snorted and retreated. Though he had confidence in his abilities, he did not intend to engage in a direct fight.

He immediately slapped his waist pouch lightly.

"Go!"

"Screech!"

The sound of ghostly wails echoed as two Fierce Ghosts, accompanied by three Resentful Souls, whizzed out, the ghostly images turning into a black cloud descending upon Mr. Shan.

Simultaneously.

Fang Zheng holstered his saber and gripped his gun, narrowing his eyes as he squeezed the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang!"

A volley of shots aimed directly at Mr. Shan’s vital spots, forcing him into a frantic dodge, while being corralled into a corner by the ghosts.

"Screech..."

The Fierce Ghosts screeched, and their ghostly claws plunged into the opponent’s body, beginning to devour his Primordial Energy.

"Despicable!"

Mr. Shan roared to the sky in anger:

"You Fang! If you have the guts, fight me openly. What’s the skill in relying on hidden weapons and ghosts, you... ah..."

"Shameless!"

"I have hidden weapons and can control ghosts to kill foes, that’s my skill." Fang Zheng showed disdain, firing another shot at Mr. Shan:

"If you have the ability, use it too!"

"You think this is a ring duel, killing is a skill, and having a sullen face all day, I’ve long been fed up with you."

"Young Master Fang, be careful." The onlooking Zhang Mingrui warned:

"This person is likely a disciple of the Netherworld Sect, not easy to kill."

Oh?

Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow.

Before he could react, Mr. Shan, surrounded by the Fierce Ghosts, let out a wild roar, and dense blood mist sprayed from his whole body.

It seemed he was employing some secret technique.

The blood mist touched the ghosts, causing the Fierce Ghosts to scream in agony and the Resentful Souls to weaken.

Mr. Shan then seized the opportunity to break out of the encirclement, his body technique faster than before, as he roared toward Fang Zheng.