Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 196 - 129: Scorched Earth Flame Monarch! Farewell to My Ex-Girlfriend

Evening, at the entrance of the Tan Residence.

A taxi stopped by the roadside, and Zhang Fan, for once, took a cab ride.

After all, the house left to him by Si Snake Bai Yujing could be rented out for at least 32,000 a month. After deducting property fees, he would still have over 20,000 in profit. Counting his salary, he was now earning 30,000 a month. A bit of indulgence wasn't out of the question.

"Why rent here?"

Zhang Fan stood at the entrance of the community. The Tan Residence wasn't far from Hongfu Garden, but the difference in their quality was worlds apart.

Not to mention, the plants at their entrance were more lush and dense than the entire green spaces at his community.

The Tan Residence was where Shi Shougong and Su Shiyu had taken residence.

After all, these were two Demons who, on paper, were now under Zhang Fan. It was only natural for him to come and check. Otherwise, if anything went wrong, he would be blamed.

"Delivery can be left at the door..."

Just as he reached the door, Zhang Fan was about to speak when the security guard inside the security room didn't even lift his head and casually said.

"Do I look like a delivery guy?" Zhang Fan muttered, curling his lips.

At this, the security guard finally looked up and glanced at him: "Air conditioning repair?"

"..."

"Here to see someone."

"Visitors need to fill out information first."

With that, the young security guard handed over a registration form. Only after Zhang Fan filled out the visitor information did he finally open the entrance.

"When it comes to professionalism, it's got to be Uncle Liu."

Zhang Fan glared at the young security guard and walked straight into the community.

"Building 137..."

Zhang Fan looked at the address sent by Su Shiyu and wandered in the maze-like community for a long while before finally finding the right door.

"Brother Fan is here."

The door opened, and Su Shiyu, wearing loose loungewear and soft slippers, stood there. Her long, white legs were particularly striking.

Upon seeing Zhang Fan, she showed a sweet smile, hooked his arm, and welcomed him inside.

"Brother Fan, visiting so late."

Shi Shougong walked out from inside the house, his words cold and warm, and on his cheeks were dense scales that, upon seeing Zhang Fan, disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What... are you up to!?" Zhang Fan stared at Shi Shougong's strange appearance, widening his eyes and shouted harshly.

If this appearance were seen outside or even spread online, the people from the Daoist Alliance would be like dogs smelling feces...

Unthinkable, unthinkable!

"He was just practicing cultivation." Su Shiyu also glared, quickly explaining.

Demonic Ghosts entering cultivation must pass through the Abyss Gate, often revealing their true form.

But this kind of transformation can be controlled, unlike the situation on the high-speed train the day before with Su Shiyu.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan breathed a little easier.

"It's still necessary to keep a low profile and be cautious."

"Rest assured, when the Primordial Spirit enters deep meditation, even though we are Demons, ordinary Daoists can't tell," Shi Shougong said flatly.

When Spirit Monsters take over a human body, they become Demons. Apart from the occasional rage-induced transformation, showing their true form, they are almost indistinguishable from humans. Even highly practiced Daoists can't tell just by looking.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan nodded and leaned back on the sofa.

"There's nothing wrong with diligent practice."

Saying this, Zhang Fan glanced unintentionally at Shi Shougong. From the moment he entered, Shi Shougong's gaze seemed to carry a certain intensity, not hostility but a fighting spirit.

Evidently, even though Shi Shougong was now nominally under Zhang Fan following his defeat in Gusu, he still harbored grievances.

"Afraid I'll catch up to you?"

Shi Shougong's lips curled slightly, his long tongue flickering like a shadow, quickly tasting the air.

At the same time, his hair stood slightly, and the fine hairs on his body bristled, a damp and cold current rising on the surface.

Su Shiyu frowned slightly, knowing the habits of the gecko-like creature; whenever they hunted, the surrounding temperature and humidity would change accordingly.

This ability was to adapt their environment for living and hunting.

"I like your confidence," Zhang Fan said, leaning back on the sofa, lifting his eyelids slightly, showing a kind smile.

Boom...

Almost simultaneously, a terrifying energy surge rose from within him, True Yang flaring, Dragon steams and Tiger roars refining the furnace fire.

"This is..."

Su Shiyu paled, instinctively stepping back, feeling the dazzling red light before her eyes, through Primordial Spirit Observation she saw the bright flames around Zhang Fan, the Profound Illumination Night. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Daoist True Flame!"

Shi Shougong's face twitched, the slightly provocative smile quickly freezing, replaced by a trace of fear.

He could feel the rapid rise in the room's temperature, moisture evaporating away, his lips even beginning to dry and crack.

Being a gecko, he was most sensitive to temperature and humidity changes.

"Daoist Fire Technique... he's stronger than last time," Shi Shougong thought with a grim expression, feeling as if a voice in his heart was murmuring.

Last time in Gusu City, Zhang Fan had a moment of epiphany with the Fire Observation Technique, even with the instinctive skill, drove away Shi Shougong.

Now, even though he found it difficult to enter that state, just sitting still, with just a thought, it felt like a great fire was burning, giving Shi Shougong a more terrifying sense of oppression than last time in Gusu City.

"Brother... Brother Fan, he... he was just joking with you," Su Shiyu said shakily.

Boom...

At this moment, that terrifying pressure receded like a tide.

Beep...

The air conditioning's cooling system started, and the cool breeze gradually lowered the room's temperature.

Meanwhile, a pea-sized bead of sweat dripped from Shi Shougong's forehead.