Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 268 - 257: Ghost Scares People

Chapter 268: Chapter 257: Ghost Scares People

Zhang San felt a flood of emotions as he saw Bai Yucheng again.

"Officer Bai, long time no see."

Bai Yucheng faced Zhang San and smiled slightly, still as scholarly and upright as ever.

"Zhang San, long time no see."

Both men’s faces revealed the joy of old friends reuniting after many years, but at the same time, a blade and a sword suddenly thrust forward.

With a loud clang, the broken stones and dust on the ground around them were sent flying.

The clothes on Fang Cunzai’s body, who was behind Zhang San, rustled in the blast of wind.

"Old Fang, I’m catching up with Officer Bai, you quickly lead the people and get the civilians out of here!"

Zhang San had thought he was facing a relatively easy-to-deal-with ghost or monster, so he had the leeway to glance back at Fang Cunzai, but now that he knew his opponent was Bai Yucheng, he didn’t dare move carelessly, let alone turn his head to look back.

Even though Bai Yucheng had been dead for a while, the Bai Yucheng who had reached the pinnacle of the late period of the Spiritual Platform Realm, with combat power closing in on the Purple Mansion Realm, was still not someone Zhang San could handle easily now.

At that moment, an official in the prison cart shouted, "Save us! If we die, you won’t want to..."

Whoosh—

Zhang San raised his hand, and countless Wind Blades skimmed the ground, chopping the bottom of the prison cart to pieces.

As the prison cart shattered, those officials crawled out, ready to flee with Fang Cunzai.

However, before they could even crawl out of the wrecked cart, a wall nearby collapsed with a roar.

From behind the wall, countless Evil Ghosts surged out.

Yet these Evil Ghosts were all weak in strength, and their clothes looked like those of very ordinary deceased people.

"Dog officials, come meet your fate!"

"Dog officials, return my daughter’s life ah—"

Numerous Evil Ghosts surged forward, surrounding almost all the officials in the broken cart like a zombie horde.

After one Evil Ghost bit off an ear of a County Magistrate and started laughing wildly, other Evil Ghosts, hearing this hearty laughter, also rushed towards the cart.

This actually eased the significant pressure on Fang Cunzai’s side.

Zhang San, however, had no time to pay attention to these officials surrounded by ghosts and monsters.

Of course, if he had the time and means, Zhang San would also prefer to be unable to pay attention to them.

After all, only if they died, could the rest of the civilians live.

And judging by the look of it, these souls turned into Evil Ghosts were likely civilians from these officials’ jurisdictions in their lives.

This, should probably be considered retribution.

Bang!

Just as Zhang San caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that the nearby officials had finally all been surrounded by the ghosts and monsters, not one spared, Bai Yucheng kicked him in the abdomen, sending Zhang San flying two or three Zhang away.

"Zhang San, you’ve improved a lot lately, but if you’re distracted facing me, I’m afraid you’re in danger," Bai Yucheng said, pointing to the position of his heart with a smile. "Why not try my method? Take out your own heart. This way, you won’t be distracted."

Zhang San chuckled, just as he was about to say something, he realized that Fang Cunzai hadn’t left yet and was still behind him.

"Old Fang, get out of here! Take the civilians and scram! Do I, the acting Military Chief, need you to back me up during a fight? Does that reflect well on you? Get lost!"

Startled by Zhang San’s shout, Fang Cunzai immediately turned and left with a few martial artists who had originally wanted to help.

After all, he knew that they stood no chance against Bai Yucheng.

But after running a few steps, Fang Cunzai realized something.

What the hell, I am the Military Chief, am I not of a higher rank than you, the Acting Military Chief?

And if I, from the Spiritual Platform Realm, can’t beat him, what can you do in the True Core Realm?

But Fang Cunzai also knew that Zhang San must have some techniques he couldn’t use while they were there.

At this moment, following Fang Cunzai’s departure, Zhang San stood up from the ground with a smile and began to perform the Ghost Summoning Method as he looked at Bai Yucheng.

Bai Yucheng, seeing Zhang San performing techniques, couldn’t help but become curious, and in the next instant, his expression changed.

"Impressive, you actually have a method to suppress my techniques. Is this some kind of special measure?"

By now, Zhang San was suppressing Bai Yucheng with the Ghost Summoning Method while simultaneously absorbing the power of the evil spirits around him, fusing their strength into his own arms.

Powerful ghostly might could be harnessed to further bolster one’s combat prowess.

Bai Yucheng saw that Zhang San’s left hand wielded a Horizontal Blade crackling with Thunder Method, while his right hand was coalescing the power of ghosts and gods.

No wonder Zhang San had asked Fang Cunzai and the others to go ahead. This time, they had protected officials into Fengdu County City, yet Zhang San could wield the power of ghosts and gods, a fact that was not easy to explain.

Hence, not allowing anyone to see that he could control the power of ghosts and gods was for the best.

"Zhang San, you don’t really think that with a method to suppress my techniques and a way to enhance your own abilities you can beat me, do you? Now that I’ve become an evil ghost, though my strength is only at the level of the middle to late period of Spirit Platform Realm, it’s still more than enough to deal with someone like you who hasn’t even entered the Spirit Platform Realm," said Bai Yucheng.

Zhang San gave a cold laugh and reached into the Gluttonous Bag to take out several woodcraft creations that he had prepared earlier, capable of unleashing the might of Yin Fire and scorching souls—truly useful items.

"Is that so? I don’t believe you," Zhang San retorted.

Meanwhile, on another battlefield, Shang Bufa had just rescued several officials, but a multitude of ghosts and monsters were clambering over the nearby walls and pursuing them.

Shang Bufa immediately led the officials in a rapid escape.

However, the ghosts and monsters did not seem keen on giving Shang Bufa that chance.

As the ghosts on both sides began converging, Shang Bufa, already exhausted, felts as if his end would come here today.

On the brink of death, he couldn’t help feeling some regret.

Why hadn’t he studied more diligently over the years? If he had, he could have declaimed a famous line before his death, which might have even secured him eternal renown.

"Gentlemen, it looks like our odds are grim today. I fear that history will only record ’In the twenty-second year of Kaihuang, Shang Bufa fell in battle in Fengdu County City of Lingzhou’."

Just then, a cold laugh came from behind Shang Bufa.

"History would only note: In the twenty-second year of Kaihuang, a great disturbance of a hundred ghosts arose in Fengdu County of Lingzhou, with casualties in the thousands. Your name is not worthy to be mentioned in the history books."

Hearing these piercing words, Shang Bufa turned around with an annoyed face, only to realize it was Zhang San.

At that moment, Zhang San approached them, picking up two Horizontal Blades from the ground.

"Where are your Mysterious Weapons?"

"Hmm... don’t ask if you shouldn’t," he replied.

Zhang San found it difficult to explain the predicament of not having enough weapons for himself.

"You guys fall back, I’ll hold them off."

Angrily, Shang Bufa declared, "I am an esteemed Officer, though not one from the Town Martial Office, yet of a higher rank than you. Why would we need an Acting Military Chief like you to cover our retreat?"

Zhang San hadn’t expected that Shang Bufa would be stubborn yet possess a hint of compassion.

To think that someone who studied Legalism had such humanity, he truly wasn’t great at learning.

"Rest assured, I, Zhang San, am very strong!" he boasted.

Zhang San let out a ferocious shout, instantly releasing his Might and Blade Intent. His dual blades swept across like a giant wave, the formidable Qi Gang immediately catapulting all the attacking ghosts and monsters into the vast chasm ahead.

This slash consumed thirty percent of Zhang San’s Qi.

He even felt somewhat weak, but fortunately, there were nearly two hundred ghosts and monsters nearby that he managed to eliminate all at once.

Feeling slightly drained, Zhang San took a few steps back and sat down beside Shang Bufa, who, reassured by the lack of surrounding ghosts, also sat down comfortably.

The two men sitting side by side, Zhang San suddenly asked, "Are there no more ghosts and monsters around?"

"Not a worry, even if there are. I, along with several Martial Artists from the Ministry of Punishment, had just executed the Legalism Rune Techniques to create a deep trench. Any ghosts that come will fall into it," Shang Bufa replied.

Zhang San let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Then that’s good."

But then, as soon as they had a moment to rest, they noticed the hand of a ghost monster reaching out from the immense trench ahead, grasping at the blood-stained, dusty earth.