Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 289 - 97: Destruction

The Mu Family started with smuggling, and it has never been clean. Even though they attempted to legitimize their operations in earlier years, they continue to run some shady businesses.

For example,

Gambling!

At the stroke of midnight.

"Boss."

Zhang Yong drove to a desolate village, got out of the car first, and opened the rear door:

"This is Jizhuang, the Mu Family’s casino is inside. Security there might be armed with pistols, so be cautious."

He habitually expressed concern, knowing full well that his boss was no ordinary person, and that ordinary firearms were unlikely to harm Fang Zheng.

"There’s light over there, probably a lookout."

"Hmm."

Fang Zheng looked up, nodded slightly, and the next moment, he disappeared from sight. In the distance, a muffled groan could be heard.

"Ah!"

"Watch out!"

"We’re under attack..."

Shouts and cries echoed from the village, punctuated by occasional gunfire.

Zhang Yong kept his head down, staying loyally by the car, unmoved by the commotion outside, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Not long after.

"Ring ring ring..." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

His phone rang.

He expertly took out the phone and pressed the answer key.

"Boss."

"Drive over here."

"Yes."

Zhang Yong nodded in agreement and drove into the village. As the headlights illuminated the road, traces of blood could be seen on the walls on either side.

The car stopped in front of a courtyard.

Fang Zheng stood at the entrance with his hands behind his back, surrounded by several bulging bags, some so full they couldn’t be zipped shut.

Gold jewelry, cash, and even pistols peeked out from within.

Seeing Zhang Yong get out of the car, Fang Zheng tossed him a pair of white gloves:

"There’s more inside. Take all the valuables you can carry."

"Yes!"

Zhang Yong responded, carefully putting on the gloves, then entered the courtyard. Inside, he couldn’t help but take a sharp, cold breath.

Bones!

He had seen those five Resentful Souls before; when they pounced on someone, the person’s flesh would dissolve in the blink of an eye, leaving only a pile of bones.

But the boss rarely let them kill directly.

No!

From what happened these past couple of days, the boss typically ignored anyone who wasn’t a core member of the Mu Family or was already a bad person.

What happened today? Why kill so many people?

Outside.

Fang Zheng glanced at the Five Ghosts’ Pouch at his waist, deep in thought.

"Screech!"

Visible to the naked eye, the Five Ghosts’ Pouch trembled slightly, and suddenly, a shrill cry rushed at Fang Zheng’s head from within the pouch.

Soundwaves,

actually visible!

"Hmph!"

Fang Zheng opened his eyes slightly, grunting:

"How bold!"

"After consuming so much flesh and blood with me, it finally advanced to a Fierce Ghost and instantly retaliated against its master. Truly an inhuman ghost."

"They can never be truly tamed!"

In a roar, Martial Dao Will burst forth, thought like thunder shattering the attacking soundwave, landed via the Five Ghosts’ Pouch onto the Fierce Ghost.

"Screech!"

The Fierce Ghost let out a sharp wail, its aura instantly weakened.

The Five Ghosts’ Pouch seized the opportunity to emit a ghostly light, enveloping the Fierce Ghost and slowly absorbing and refining its Ghost Energy, causing Fang Zheng to raise an eyebrow.

"Unexpected..."

"The Five Ghosts’ Pouch can actually supplement itself by absorbing Ghost Energy; the artifact and the nurtured ghosts complement each other, making it quite a unique item."

The Five Ghosts’ Pouch has the ability to nurture ghosts, shielding them from sunlight, providing a place to reside.

It is classified as a very Low Tier Magical Artifact.

Unexpectedly,

it can also absorb and refine Ghost Energy to strengthen itself.

This exceeded Fang Zheng’s expectations. If it could continue refining Ghost Energy, it might develop other functions.

"No wonder the Five Ghosts’ Pouch contains a legacy for using ghosts; this treasure may indeed be extraordinary..."

"Unfortunately, even without human rationality, ghosts have Spirituality. If the Five Ghosts’ Pouch wants to refine Ghost Energy, it needs the help of someone to control it. Otherwise, the Resentful Soul, once advanced to a Fierce Ghost, would immediately break free from the Five Ghosts’ Pouch, let alone continue refining Ghost Energy to strengthen itself."

Speaking of which,

ever since acquiring the Five Ghosts’ Pouch, the five Resentful Souls inside have consumed countless people, including several Martial Artists with cultivation base in True Qi.

Coupled with the recent spree of consuming fresh blood, the strongest of the Resentful Souls finally amassed enough to advance to a Fierce Ghost.

A Fierce Ghost,

is comparable to a Martial Artist!

Not only can it briefly manifest under the scorching sun, but it can also touch physical entities, wield weapons, and even devour Yang Energy at a distance.

Its arsenal of attacks greatly expanded.

"At night or in areas rich in Yin Energy, the power a Fierce Ghost can exert will be even greater, where an ordinary Martial Artist might not even match a newly advanced Fierce Ghost."

"If all five Underworld Souls transform into Fierce Ghosts and the Five Ghost Transport Technique is deployed..."

Fang Zheng’s breath hitched, unable to still his racing heart.

"Even a Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artist might not be a match!"

This is not mere conjecture.

The five Resentful Souls are all nearing the limits of a Resentful Soul, and tonight only one advanced. In theory, the other four are not far from advancement either.

"No!"

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng looked serious:

"With my current cultivation base, suppressing two Fierce Ghosts is possible; three would be my limit. If all five Resentful Souls advance, it would backfire."

"More caution is needed!"

...

Office building.

Fierce flames engulfed it.

The paneling turned into flame, the heat softening even the sturdy metal, and the floor tiles emitted a ’crackling’ sound.

The fire prevention sprinklers sprayed mist, but against such intense flames, it was useless.

"Run!"

"Run away..."

Chaos erupted.

As smoke rose, one by one, office workers sprinted towards the emergency stairs, some falling to the ground only to scramble back up.

In this chaos, one person strolled leisurely, hands behind back, unfazed by the wild, rampant flames around them.