Free Web NovelChapter 594: Chapter 47: Preparations
Fang Zheng controlled the Ghost King’s body to dive underground, like a wisp of eerie wind, slipping into a spacious, dark passage.
"Swish!"
The eerie wind swirled, revealing a Ghost Body.
He casually chose a spot to sit cross-legged, looked up through the thick earth layer, and then let out a dull grunt.
"Seems like someone has their eyes on Fang!"
His eyes flickered, he directly stuck the Upper Pure Great Cave Thunder True Talisman on himself, and formed a seal technique with his hands while adjusting his breath and circulation of energy.
In the recent clash, he appeared mighty, not falling behind even against a Master with nearly three hundred years of cultivation.
In truth, he had exhausted all his means, with the Seven Kills Spell continuously burning Ghost Energy to sustain high-intensity bursts.
If it weren’t for the Divine Talisman he carried, aiming to deter opponents with a "fish dies, but the net is torn" resolve, he would have had a hard time today.
’Meng Po’s mana is vast, with several powerful magical treasures; even if I were here in person, victory wouldn’t be assured.’
’Hmm...’
’If my real body and the Ghost King joined forces, we could hold the upper hand, but unfortunately, the Yama Secret Realm suppresses my body’s strength.’
"Old hag!"
Thoughts turned, and when his breath recovered slightly, Fang Zheng looked up and shouted:
"How long will you keep haunting me?"
"Why distance a friend so far?" Meng Po sat on the clouds, speaking slowly:
"This old lady sincerely invites you."
"Hmph!"
Fang Zheng snorted coldly:
"Old hag, don’t push me too far. If you corner me, I’ll head to Fengdu City, and let’s see how many people I can kill!"
"Hmm?"
Meng Po’s expression changed slightly, showing fear in her eyes.
If this person truly went to Fengdu City, blood would surely flow, causing countless killings.
The key is,
The Spirit Talisman in his hand is too terrifying, even the City Lord would likely be powerless.
Even with just individual strength, no one wants to try.
"Friend."
Meng Po took a deep breath and softened her voice:
"This old lady means no harm; as long as you agree to help, not only past grievances will be erased, Fengdu City will also reward you generously."
"..." Fang Zheng’s eyes flickered, suddenly asking:
"When will we act?"
"You’ve agreed, friend?" Meng Po’s face showed surprise, then she said:
"In half a month!"
Half a month?
Isn’t that the day the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts opens?
Choosing this time implies you’ve guessed my interest in the items inside the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
Pulling me away also ensures Fengdu’s safety.
And the Black Mountain Monster wouldn’t expect that at such a critical time, Zhou Qi would dare leave Fengdu City.
However...
Fang Zheng probed:
"The Fengdu Ghost King will also act?"
"Of course." Meng Po nodded:
"The City Lord will deal with the Black Mountain Monster, we’ll handle White Bone and Mountain Monarch. The Mountain Monarch is severely injured, with only one-tenth strength left."
"This mere White Bone, I alone am confident to face. You just need to assist from the side."
"Heh..." Fang Zheng chuckled lightly:
"If it were that easy, why call me?"
"Moreover, if we finally deal with the Demon Dao entrenched in Black Mountain, what if you flip sides?"
"Calling you, friend, is just a precaution." Meng Po explained:
"After all, several attempts to besiege Black Mountain have been thoroughly prepared, yet we’ve repeatedly failed."
"With your help, we can surely succeed."
She didn’t mind flattering Fang Zheng.
"As for flipping... "
Meng Po chuckled lightly:
"You have the Divine Talisman protecting you; who dares to risk it all?"
"Plus, you and I can make a Yama Great Oath; you should know its effectiveness, no one dares defy it."
"Heh..."
"This old lady also fears you might flip!"
Fang Zheng stroked his chin.
Zhou Qi is going too?
Doesn’t that mean...
By then, no one’s guarding the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts?
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Time passed.
Unconsciously, the day has come for the selection of young talents from various places.
Fengdu City selects elite youths, not only considering talent and cultivation base, but there’s also a final combat trial.
If skilled in combat and outstanding in trials, one can enter the Inner City or stay in the Outer City.
Otherwise,
Even with remarkable talent and cultivation, if early defeated by others, entrance slots cannot be guaranteed.
Though such occurrences are very rare.
North City Martial Arts Arena.
Dozens of stages scattered around.
Numerous citizens of Fengdu City watched the stages, with vendors selling candies and snacks shouting non-stop.
The bustling sounds continued.
Each year’s selection tournament is a big day for Fengdu City’s citizens to enjoy the excitement.
On the stage,
A cultivator in black magic robes loudly proclaimed:
"Number 715, against Number 716!"
Number 715 is Ma Chao.
Fang Zheng lightly patted Ma Chao’s shoulder, encouragingly saying:
"Go!"
"Yes."
Ma Chao nodded, took two steps forward, and leapt onto the stage over a yard high, clasping fists in salute to the cultivator hosting the stage.
The opponent wasn’t a Martial Artist, ascended the steps, wielding a Bone Sword with a cautious look.
Around eight or nine years old.
"Please!"
"Please!"
The two greeted each other.
The cultivator didn’t give them time to talk, waved his sleeve:
"Start!"
"Boom!"
The stage under Ma Chao’s foot trembled, his whole body rushed forward, moving like a spirit serpent, approaching from different angles.
’Warlocks excel in range; Martial Artists in close combat. Facing warlocks yet to develop mana, closing the distance...’
’Even if cultivation base is inferior by a level, the odds of winning aren’t small!’
Fang Zheng’s advice flashed through his mind, Ma Chao’s eyes tightened, five fingers clawing out suddenly.
"Sizzle..."
"Swish!"
Figures crisscrossed in the arena, and before the audience could react, someone had already fainted, eyes rolled back, on the ground.
"Number 715 wins!"
The hosting cultivator’s eyebrow rose slightly and asked:
"Little guy, what’s your name?"
"Ma Chao!" Ma Chao raised his head:
"Ma Ning is my sister."
