Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 66 - 22: Yizhuang

"Ooo..."

In the courtyard.

The wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, rising and falling.

Fang Zheng watches the scene, lost in thought.

He has been in the Otherworld for quite some time, and now he has some foundation.

He bought four shops,

one for jade business, two for selling porcelain, and the last one purchased cheaply to lease out as an investment.

He has eighty-three people under him.

Dozens of fire pits and kilns, with several people in each shop.

All these people rely on him for their livelihood.

He acquainted himself with Daoist Zhang from the Three Purities Temple, Master Wuyuan from the Cien Temple, Mr. Han from the Household Department, and has some connections with Pan She Martial Arts Hall.

No longer a wanderer.

He’s further exposed to the martial arts world here, achieved Hundred Days Foundation Establishment, completed Qi Blood Third Transformation and Bone Forging, and is close to reaching the Skin Refining Realm.

In short,

A promising future!

"Young Master Fang."

Du Qiaoyun supported an elder to the main hall, gesturing with one hand:

"This is my father!"

"Master Du." Fang Zheng stepped forward, clasped his hands and bowed:

"I’ve heard of your great name for a long time and have regretted never having met you. Seeing you today, it seems your health has greatly improved."

"Congratulations!"

Since coming to Pan She Martial Arts Hall, he had never seen the bedridden Master, all the hall’s affairs were handled by Du Qiaoyun alone.

Now that he appeared, it seems the illness has improved.

"Haha..." Du Sheng stroked his beard and chuckled lightly:

"Thanks to Young Master Fang’s generosity in providing treasure medicine to my daughter, otherwise, this old man might not have survived."

"I’ve been under the weather for a long time and couldn’t meet Young Master Fang, truly sorry."

"Don’t mention it." Fang Zheng said:

"The master’s health is important, I didn’t wish to disturb."

"Stop being so polite with each other." Du Qiaoyun interjected:

"Sit down and talk first."

"Okay." Du Sheng nodded:

"I apologize for my rudeness, Young Master Fang, please sit."

"Master, please!"

As they sat down, Fang Zheng’s gaze swept over Du Qiaoyun and then returned.

Logically, Du Sheng’s improvement should have made Du Qiaoyun happy, yet her face was full of worry.

Could something have changed?

His doubts lasted only for a moment before he became captivated by Du Sheng’s words.

As the Master of Pan She Martial Arts Hall, Du Sheng was a Third Qi and Blood expert, who might have reached further if not for injuries in his youth.

His insights into martial arts were unparalleled among people Fang Zheng had met!

Perhaps to repay the kindness, Du Sheng spoke freely about martial arts, even detailing errors he made during youth.

Apart from the martial hall’s true teachings, he hid nothing.

Having taught for years, his explanations were precise and enlightening.

"Master!"

Just as the conversation was lively, Uncle He hurried in, first bowing to Du Sheng and then to Fang Zheng:

"Young Master Fang, we finally found a lead on Cloud Sparrow Huang Su!"

"Oh!"

Fang Zheng’s eyes lit up as he rose from his seat:

"Where is he?"

The thieving scoundrel, he couldn’t forget even if he tried, his days disturbed with disgust.

"South City Xingye Street." Uncle He replied:

"To avoid alerting him, our people haven’t followed too closely, but he doesn’t seem likely to leave soon."

"Let’s go then." Fang Zheng declared:

"Those Cyan Wolf Bandits, catching them first is key; even the Government Office wouldn’t object."

"Well..."

He contemplated:

"Master Du, my cultivation base is shallow, I’m inexperienced in combat. Can we employ the martial hall’s members? I’m willing to pay."

Cloud Sparrow as a Cyan Wolf Bandit leader is certainly a Qi Blood Martial Artist. To be safe, one must bring enough people, risking oneself is unwise.

He worked hard for money precisely to avoid fighting for his life.

"You’re joking." Du Sheng waved off the notion:

"A trivial matter, there’s no need to talk about money."

"Qiaoyun."

He turned and ordered:

"Take two people from the martial hall; since it involves Cyan Wolf remnants, best notify the Government Office for backup to avoid trouble."

A seasoned decision.

"Yes."

Du Qiaoyun stood up:

"I’ll arrange it now."

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To ensure the target doesn’t escape, they made brief preparations and rushed to South City Xingye Street.

Along with Fang Zheng and Du Qiaoyun, a scar-faced middle-aged man and a lad under twenty joined.

Except for Du Qiaoyun, including Fang Zheng, all were Qi Blood Martial Artists.

They carried weapons.

"Xiao Liu!"

Upon reaching the agreed spot, Du Qiaoyun found Xiao Liu on watch:

"Where’s the man named Huang?"

"Young Martial Arts Hall Master." Xiao Liu bowed and replied:

"He went into Mule and Horse Alley, crowded inside. I feared losing track, so I stayed here."

Mule and Horse Alley is a livestock market, narrow paths, teeming with pigs, cattle, mules, chickens, with just one entrance and exit.

Guarding the exit ensures nobody escapes.

After waiting a while, Du Qiaoyun’s expression turned grim.

Not due to Cloud Sparrow Huang Su, but because the person sent to notify the Government Office hadn’t returned, seemingly won’t.

Heh...

Back when the Government Office needed the martial hall’s help, they courted her father fervently.

Now.

Seeing the martial hall decline, they won’t even put on a show. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

She finally learned life’s coldness and the world’s fickleness!

With this thought, she inhaled deeply and said:

"Cloud Sparrow Huang Su isn’t strong but skilled in light body techniques. If he notices the tailing, catching him won’t be easy."

"When you see him, don’t rush; wait for the right moment!"

"Young Martial Arts Hall Master, your orders." Fang Zheng, with little experience, naturally follows instructions.

"No need to worry too much." Du Qiaoyun turned, staring at Mule and Horse Alley:

"With foresight, success is assured!"

...

Time slowly passed.

The sky,

Grew darker.

When the crowd wondered if Cloud Sparrow still lingered in Mule and Horse Alley, a figure emerged, mingling with the crowd.

Cloud Sparrow Huang Su!

Vigilant, he carried a bundle, weaving through people, seemingly casual but calculated.

A moment of neglect could lead to losing him.

Before long.

The crowd thinned, leaving emptiness.

"Where is he going?"

Figures appeared, Du Qiaoyun was about to signal action when she saw Huang Su flip into a courtyard.

"Yizhuang?"

Du Qiaoyun’s beautiful eyes narrowed, showing alarm.

Yizhuang is a place for homeless corpses, located in secluded areas, rarely visited.

Too ominous!

Huang Su hid here?

"Ha..." The scar-faced man grinned:

"Yizhuang is a dead-end; Huang chose his burial ground himself."

"Young Martial Arts Hall Master, shall we proceed?"

With a hand motion, he climbed in first.

Yizhuang is walled on all sides, centered with a corpse storage building, surrounded by weeds, offering no concealment.

Entering the main hall, finding it empty, they gripped their weapons tightly.

Coffins!

Dozens of coffins!

Inside the dim Yizhuang, coffins positioned haphazardly on wooden stands, reaching a man’s height.

Each coffin lid bore an incense burner, wisps of smoke rising, filling the space with a chilling aura.

Nightfall, Yizhuang, coffins...

Everywhere, omens loom.

Xiao Liu’s throat moved, showing anxiety, he murmured:

"Where’s the man?"

"Something feels off." Du Qiaoyun’s inherent intuition sensed something looming since entering Yizhuang, Qi and Blood seemed suppressed:

"Be careful..."

"Crack!"

A tearing sound, Xiao Liu’s body froze suddenly.

He slowly bowed his head, eyes wide with horror, seeing a black hand suddenly appearing at his chest, clutching a slowly beating heart.

That’s my heart...

As the thought flashed, endless darkness ensued.