Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 287: Chapter 165: Three Days Apart, A Whole New Man! Jiang Lai Appears (6k Mega Chapter)

Ancient towns are hidden amid green mountains and clear waters, and the bright moon rides forth with lethal intent.

Luo Baizhang’s primordial spirit met its end beneath Zhang Fan’s reversal of his hand, annihilated to dust—so sudden, so resolute, so domineering... that a trace of daze flashed in Hai Pig King Tao’s eyes.

Compared to months ago, Zhang Fan before him seemed somehow different.

He still remembered the first time he saw Zhang Fan at Taoyuan Square; back then, the latter was but a fledgling just stepping into the Daoist Sect, ignorant and bewildered toward all things, his methods laughably naïve.

Yet now...

”Brother Fan destroyed Luo Baizhang’s primordial spirit!?”

In the distance, the Liu Brothers exchanged a glance; whatever the case, Luo Baizhang was a Lao Mountain disciple and the master of Qilu City’s Lao Mountain Daoist School. Even if he’d committed grave sins, he ought to have been handed over to the East Mountain Province Daoist Alliance.

”He’s already attained High Skill; naturally, he is above all taboos.” Liu Xingtui’s gaze remained fixed on the distance, nerves taut, not relaxing in the slightest.

For Zhang Fan now faced one far more formidable than Luo Baizhang—a being who was one of the Thirteen Zodiacs: the Hai Pig!

”No wonder—the Great Spirit Sect King’s blood is in him. Not yet fully past his tribulation, yet his domineering ferocity is beginning to resurface.”

Wang Tao’s lips curved ever so slightly into a frosty smile.

Zhang Fan remained silent. He knew that, that day when Rooster divined the Celestial Secret, they had already glimpsed the truth of their father and son feigning death; otherwise, Xu Dog Han Diyan would not have appeared in Yujing City again and again, attempting to kill him.

The reason the Thirteen Zodiacs hunted them father and son so relentlessly: first, because of Li Linglong’s death—as a previous generation’s Human Xiao, she died ten years ago beneath Dragon Tiger Mountain, with the Thirteen Zodiacs inextricably involved.

Second, and most importantly, was the item Zhang Lingzong brought out after entering Dragon Tiger Mountain years ago—a thing vital to the Daoist Sect’s great tribulation. This was the real reason both the Daoist Sect and Thirteen Zodiacs kept such a close watch on Zhang Lingzong.

”Since you have already discovered my identity, do you still dare to act so brazenly?” Zhang Fan spoke indifferently.

His words had barely fallen when Wang Tao burst out in wild laughter, full of reckless arrogance, his gaze toward Zhang Fan laced with biting sarcasm.

”Have you forgotten that you’ve not yet escaped your tribulation? At best you are merely a peculiar... little ghost.”

Mockery flickered over Wang Tao’s beautiful face; crimson lips moving slowly, ”A little ghost, after all, remains just a little ghost...”

”Or are you claiming you are another Great Spirit Sect King!?”

As his words faded, the smile on Wang Tao’s face gradually vanished, his concentrated gaze turning frigid and penetrating. If he could capture Zhang Fan here, then Zhang Lingzong himself would be forced to tread carefully.

”Enough, let’s end the reminiscing.” Zhang Fan intoned solemnly in a low voice.

Rumbling thunder...

The words had only just sounded when an explosive blast erupted; where Zhang Fan stood, a deep pit appeared, swirling dust surging—his form already vanished within.

”He’s making his move!”

The Liu Brothers’ eyes widened in alarm, hearts leaping into their throats.

Almost simultaneously, Zhang Fan arrived before Wang Tao.

”Celestial Pig, Celestial Pig, Nine Elements Evil Child.”

”Wuding Commander, Gao Diao Bei Weng.”

...

In a flash, Zhang Fan chanted the [Celestial Pig Curse], fingers forming the [Celestial Soldier Seal], focusing mind and breath, teeth clacking nine times. He visualized the Dharma Aspect of Marshal Tianpeng, surging True Yang manifesting a phantom tusk in his palm; the blood-red glow coalesced, sinister and fierce, a wild wind rising in a tumult, a divine aura hunting relentlessly.

”Thousands of techniques transmitted through the Daoist Sect; North Celestial Profound Emperor—first among killers!”

”Northern Emperor Technique—Celestial Pig Curse.”

The Liu Brothers’ brows twitched violently; in their hearts, a cacophony of voices were howling. They hailed from Zhenwu Mountain, a prestigious major sect, and naturally recognized the reputed first killing Technique of the Daoist Sect.

Yet, since the Daoist Sect’s great tribulation eighty years ago, the Northern Emperor Technique had fallen into oblivion, vanishing entirely from the mortal world.

Never had they imagined Zhang Fan’s arts to be so diverse and profound—even this long-lost Northern Emperor Technique was within his grasp.

”Celestial Pig Fang!?”

Wang Tao smirked to himself—he’d seen this technique before at Taoyuan Square, at which time Zhang Fan had only recently mastered it, his skill shallow; and now, merely a few months on...

The Emperor Technique bore a fearsome reputation, yet its depths were vast and demanding; to reach Great Success, strict cultivation and adherence to the [North Emperor’s Black Law] were required—at least ten years of arduous training before its true killing power could be unleashed.

Awwww... Awwww...

Suddenly, a bizarre howl rang from Wang Tao’s palm, echoing the scream of a wild boar; surging True Yang radiated blood-red light, and faintly, a pair of spectral tusks appeared, bone-white as death.

”Maned Boar Fang!”

The terrifying howl grew louder, Primordial Spirit Observation revealing a phantom exotic beast swirling into being.

At this moment, Zhang Fan recalled Taoyuan Square and the painting he had seen there—it depicted a pig, skin stretched tight over bones, a mutant breed turned violent. Later, in the [Dao Secret Record], he had read the account: this exotic beast was called [Maned Boar], emerging from ages ancient and primeval, haunting deep mountains and great swamps, preyed upon tigers and leopards, insatiably greedy.

Boom...

The Chi Ya revealed its savagery; White Fang grew malignant. Two phantasms crashed together, wild energy bursting forth, fierce winds battering the wild grasses flat all around.

”If there are little ghosts, let them come forth to see!”

”Mighty Heaven Axe, felled ghosts of five shapes!”

”Flame Emperor’s raging blood, Beidou sets bone ablaze!”

”Four Bright Shatters the corpse, Celestial Plan annihilates the breed,”

”The Divine Blade descends—ten thousand ghosts scatter in terror!”

With each secret curse intoned in mystical cadence, Zhang Fan’s aura grew ever more grand, until behind him loomed a host of spectral shadows, as though sacred arms had fallen from the heavens, suppressing ten-thousand spirits in hiding.

”Celestial Pig breaks the way—slays without mercy!”

Boom...

With the crash of a thunderous impact, [Maned Boar Fang] revealed crawling cracks. Waves of destruction surged across those bone-white Dharma fangs, spreading wild havoc.

”You...”

Seeing this, the Hai Pig’s face changed dramatically, his eyes toward Zhang Fan filled with a deep and startled awe.