Bao Zhen Zi

Chapter 349 Dealing Exclusively with the Dead

The cultivators were utterly demoralized, watching the dog that always followed Cheng Xiaofan achieve a breakthrough.

They finally realized it was a dog that cultivated.

No wonder the dog was so fierce. They wondered what rank it had entered after this breakthrough, and how much more ferocious it had become!

Even their master's dog could break through, making them feel even more inadequate.

Just then, Long Xingyun and Jiang Xueyan heard the sonic booms from outside and rushed out of the washroom.

"Master, who broke through this time?" Long Xingyun asked urgently.

Cheng Xiaofan smiled faintly and said, "My little rascal just arrived and ate all the leftover dishes. I didn't expect it to break through too!"

"Ah, the rascal broke through?" Both of them stared at the table of empty plates, stunned.

What kind of heavenly treasures had their master added to the dishes for even a dog to achieve a breakthrough after eating them? This was too heaven-defying!

Long Xingyun, who had been full of spirit and arrogance, immediately lost his vibrant aura, thinking that even a dog could achieve a breakthrough.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother, congratulations, Senior Brother!" Long Xingyun cupped his fists and bowed three times to the rascal.

The rascal grunted and turned away.

Who was his Senior Brother? Was he that close to him?

This master was a rare breed among dogs, a Heaven-tier celestial hound walking among the clouds. Ordinary people were simply beneath its notice.

Long Xingyun didn't expect to be snubbed by the rascal.

Jiang Xueyan also followed Long Xingyun's example, bowing to the rascal and trying to get on its good side. "Senior Brother, Jiang Xueyan pays her respects!"

The rascal looked at the beautiful woman bowing to it, her smile as radiant as a flower, and let out two happy grunts. Its eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and its tail wagged ecstatically.

Long Xingyun, standing nearby, finally understood. The rascal only liked beautiful women!

"Long Xingyun, did that old man Mo say what time he would arrive tonight?" Cheng Xiaofan asked, noticing the sky was about to darken.

Long Xingyun replied, "He only said he'd arrive tonight, not a specific time."

Cheng Xiaofan nodded slightly. "This old fellow, wanting my Dragon Fish, and trying to kill someone close to me on my territory. He's quite arrogant!"

Half an hour later!

Cheng Xiaofan walked out with his hands behind his back.

"Old man Mo, it's time to show yourself!" he called out to a nearby grove of trees.

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man emerged from the grove. He wore a grey cloth robe, his white hair was scattered over his shoulders, his eyebrows were thin, and his deep-set eyes were dark and profound, as if they could swallow one's soul.

A deathly aura emanated from him.

The moment they met, Cheng Xiaofan's eyelids twitched.

"Heh heh, old man, so you're just a gravedigger, dealing with the dead."

Cheng Xiaofan smiled faintly. "No wonder you can collect that drop of saliva from the tongues of the deceased and refine it into a potent poison to harm people."

"You must be Cheng Xiaofan. How did you know all this?" Old man Mo's mouth twitched, and he asked with a contorted face.

Cheng Xiaofan chuckled dismissively. "I can tell from your aura. Moreover, I can see you've profited greatly from the dead!"

"Wretches like you shouldn't be alive!"

"Insolent child!"

Old man Mo's face turned green with anger. He pointed at Cheng Xiaofan and yelled, "Do you know why I'm here tonight?"

"I've already instructed your disciple, Long Xingyun, that you are to prepare the Dragon Fish and hand it over to me when I arrive!"

Cheng Xiaofan's expression immediately turned cold. "The Dragon Fish is mine. Why should I give it to you?"

"On my territory, how dare you be so arrogant? Who gave you the courage?"

"In front of me, you're nothing!"

Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Xiaofan stomped his foot, and the ground collapsed.

Countless stones and sand flew upwards, and a terrifying aura erupted from him, like a raging flood, roaring thunderously.

Amidst the flying debris and dust, Cheng Xiaofan turned into an afterimage and lunged towards old man Mo. He grabbed him by the neck and with a sharp twist, a *crack* echoed as his neck was spun 180 degrees.

Old man Mo had no time to react. Under Cheng Xiaofan's fatal strike, he fell to the ground, his life extinguished without a trace.

Long Xingyun and Jiang Xueyan stood by, witnessing the scene before them, frozen like statues.

Master was too powerful!

From the moment Cheng Xiaofan made his move to the death of the old man, it took less than three seconds.

Long Xingyun, in particular, had clashed with old man Mo before. The other party's terrifying methods had left an indelible scar on his psyche.

Yet, such a fearsome being was no match for Cheng Xiaofan, less than a weak chicken, and was instantly killed in the blink of an eye.

*Boom!*

Two more old men rushed out from the woods.

Their clothing was identical to old man Mo's, and their auras were the same.

One of them yelled furiously at Cheng Xiaofan, "Insolent child, you dare to strike down our esteemed Mr. Mo. You're courting death!"

*Chirp!*

*Chirp!*

The two men let out strange cries and pounced at Cheng Xiaofan.

However, as they attacked, they disappeared, transforming into bursts of fire that swirled around Cheng Xiaofan, creating the illusion of countless flames.

The sky was already completely dark.

At the hotel entrance, along the shores of Nanshan Lake, bright lights illuminated the area as if it were daytime.

The cultivators from the martial world, hearing the commotion, flocked to watch the spectacle.

While others couldn't see the two old men, they couldn't escape Cheng Xiaofan's extraordinary dragon eyes.

The two merely emitted a strange aura, concealing themselves and continuously throwing punches, each carrying a burst of fire, attacking Cheng Xiaofan.

Cheng Xiaofan had no patience for playing hide-and-seek with them.

With a swift movement, he used his Dragon Roaming technique, getting close to one of the old men and slapping him. *Slap!* The man was sent flying through the air, doing three somersaults before crashing heavily to the ground.

Don't think I won't hit the elderly just because I respect the young and old!

I won't just hit them, I'll hit them hard!

"Ah—"

The old man let out a scream and revealed his true form.

This fellow was surprisingly resilient. He bounced up from the ground, wiped a trickle of blood from his mouth, and roared in fury, "Kid, I'll kill you!"

*Boom!*

A gust of wind emanated from him as he lunged forward ferociously.

At that moment, his fingernails turned black and began to grow rapidly.