Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 86: Good People, Good Fate?

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Good People, Good Fate?

Little Fox raced towards the distant battlefield with a large group of ghosts in tow.

Suddenly, Little Fox noticed a figure not far away.

The person was unfamiliar, but their clothing looked somewhat similar to those worn by Little Fox.

"You all wait here for me, I’ll go over there," said Little Fox.

Little Fox ran towards the person, and only a palm-sized little demon, sitting on Little Fox’s shoulder, followed her to the stranger’s presence.

"Human sister, do you know Zhang San?" asked Little Fox.

Chu Can, who was on her way, was startled when a talking snow-white little fox suddenly jumped out from the roadside.

But seeing Little Fox’s adorable expression and the palm-sized, bronze-colored little demon on her shoulder, which didn’t seem like an evil ghost, she stopped walking and shook her head.

"I’ve never heard of this person."

"He’s very handsome and very young. About this tall! Especially good-looking!"

As she gestured, Little Fox mentioned Zhang San being accompanied by two elders, a woman and quite a few humans.

Upon hearing this description, Chu Can asked curiously, "Are you talking about Wang Ziteng from the Heavenly Punishment Sect?"

Little Fox shook her head repeatedly.

"No, it’s Zhang San from the Town Martial Office."

"Town Martial Office? That’s not a person. Nobody from the Town Martial Office has ever come into this Ghost Domain."

Hearing Chu Can say this, Little Fox guessed she wouldn’t be able to find out about Zhang San and could only nod in acknowledgment, stepping aside to make way.

But just as Chu Can was about to leave, the little demon on Little Fox’s shoulder suddenly screamed, "She’s wrong!"

Both Little Fox and Chu Can were shocked.

The little demon continued shouting, "She didn’t lie, but the person she just thought of in her heart is the same one Xiang is thinking of! I saw it, they look exactly alike."

To Chu Can’s disbelief, there was a demon who could read minds.

Little Fox also hadn’t expected this human sister, who seemed so nice, to actually deceive her.

"Why did you lie to me?"

"I didn’t lie to you, that person really is called Wang Ziteng, he’s the leader of the Heavenly Punishment Sect! Young and promising!"

Little Fox was furious. She just wanted to find out how her beloved was doing and where he was. And now she’d met a liar from the human race.

Grandpa was right, all humans are liars!

Only my Zhang San is not a liar!

"Xiang, she was just thinking about protecting that Gluttonous Bag at her waist. The stuff inside is very precious!"

Little Fox had intended to scold her and leave, but hearing that the contents of the bag were valuable, and feeling cheated, she immediately thought of how happy Zhang San would be if she could snatch both bags and return them to him.

"Everybody, come and help me snatch the bag!"

Before Chu Can could make sense of the situation, hundreds of ghosts and monsters of various sizes swarmed at her from all directions.

None of these ghosts were a match for Chu Can in single combat.

But there was no contending with the sheer number of them.

Although the Gluttonous Divine Skill was powerful, and Chu Can was a martial artist who practiced body refinement, with the attack power and defensive strength of her flesh far superior to other martial artists at the same Realm, she was at a disadvantage because she lacked the means to deal with these ghosts.

And these ghosts could blind her eyes for a moment, leaving her unable to see clearly.

At other times, they’d block her ears, making her unable to hear.

Some little demons even used techniques to block her nostrils, making it hard for her to breathe.

Chu Can was very worried that these ghosts might soon be able to block every hole on her body.

That would be really bad.

"Stop! I surrender!"

As Chu Can admitted defeat, the ghosts around her sensibly lifted their techniques.

Chu Can looked at the endless horde of ghosts, which were probably at least two to three hundred in number.

If it were two or three hundred martial artists, she wouldn’t be afraid. After all, she could eat a few of them and regain her strength, but these ghosts... she couldn’t even eat them.

"Little Fox, giving away all these things to you is out of the question, I can at most give you one bag," Chu Can negotiated.

"Okay, okay. Then thank you," replied Little Fox.

Hearing Little Fox’s polite response, Chu Can couldn’t help but be bewildered.

He was being robbed, but the other party still said thank you.

What the heck had he stumbled upon?

After obtaining a Gluttonous Bag, Little Fox sent several formidable ghosts and monsters to escort Chu Can out of the Ghost Domain.

Then Little Fox opened the Gluttonous Bag and saw a pile of gold and silver, a pile of Rune materials, and a pile of medicinal herbs and pills.

Little Fox grabbed a handful of gold and silver valuables and threw them to the surrounding ghosts and monsters.

"Thank you all for your help, these are your rewards. Everyone gets a share!"

After distributing the wealth, Little Fox led the high-spirited ghostly horde straight toward the direction of the battle.

At the same time, Zhao Siyang used his Sword Qi to pin two blood-covered experts from the Spiritual Platform Realm to the ground.

"I don’t kill, how about you spare their lives as well?"

Zhao Siyang had easily defeated the two experts of the Spiritual Platform Realm, after all, he didn’t need to hold back his Realm when fighting them.

Zhang San pulled out his Horizontal Blade with a cold huff.

"Not so much."

Zhang San said, raising the Horizontal Blade in his hand and swiftly decapitating one of the barely alive experts from the Spiritual Platform Realm.

Pfft!

Blood splattered, the warmth gushed out.

Zhang San felt his legs suddenly turn weak, and the Horizontal Blade became hard for him to steady.

Although he knew killing wouldn’t be a pleasant experience, the indescribable panic and confusion still hit when you see a living person beheaded by your own blade in the next moment.

Zhao Siyang reached out to support Zhang San and asked in a low voice, "First kill?"

Zhang San nodded.

"You, a martial artist from the Town Martial Office, your first kill?"

Regaining some strength, Zhang San sidelong glanced at Zhao Siyang.

"I’m not from the Demon Sect, is it strange that this is my first kill?"

After saying this, Zhang San suddenly remembered that he actually was, damn it, from the Demon Sect.

"Huh."

Hearing that it was Zhang San’s first kill, the other dying expert from the Spiritual Platform Realm even let out a laugh.

Zhang San was so irritated, he turned to Zhao Siyang and said, "It’s not my first. This is my second time!"

Pfft!

The Horizontal Blade directly pierced through the throat of the Spiritual Platform Realm expert.

With the two experts from the Spiritual Platform Realm taken down, Zhang San also exhaled in relief.

"Zhao Siyang, come with me."

Zhang San knew that with his own strength, running would surely mean death, but bringing Zhao Siyang along was a different story.

Zhao Siyang had mentioned that the Dharma Aspect he mastered belonged to the Purple Mansion Realm.

Clearly, this guy might look young, but he was a Cultivator from the Purple Mansion Realm.

What was there to fear from Bai Yucheng with him around?

"Forget it, I really got hurt. Just let me lie here and die for a while."

Just then, the sound of Sword Qi thundering came from a distance.

The eyes of Zhang San and Zhao Siyang were both drawn in that direction.

They saw a white Sword Qi in mid-air, radiating countless sword energies from the hilt as the focal point.

These sword energies formed a circle which then instantly split into thousands, heading straight for a person on the ground.

"Xu, sorry about this, but in this world, good people never have good fates."

Before Bai Yucheng’s words fell, countless Sword Qi roared down.

The deadly Sword Qi mercilessly pierced through Xu’s body, one after another, until the last one fell.

And Xu was pinned lifelessly to the ground, his body leaned back, looking up at the sky with a mix of resentment and regret.