My Master is the Real Boss – Chapter 108

Chapter 108: Burning Down

“This gourd, quickly submit!”

Like Xiang Jiannan, An Wensheng didn’t expect the gourd to be so fierce. After the Guan Yu’s Blade was completely submerged into the gourd, An Wensheng’s eyes showed some surprise. Just as he was about to ask Xiang Jiannan, he raised his hand, suddenly remembering the Ghost King who had not yet been subdued.

At this time, half of the Ghost King’s arm was broken. When the gourd pulled the Guan Yu’s Blade into its belly, because he refused to let go, his two arms were forcibly torn off. Although he tried to break free at the end, it was too late.

“Heavenly Net!”

Seeing that the Ghost King wanted to escape after his arms were completely destroyed, An Wensheng shouted and refused to agree. The token matter needed to be discussed later. Now, it was a great opportunity to press the attack.

In his excitement, he even took off his official robe, threw it at the Ghost King, and drove the four black energies to follow closely.

“Shameless villain!”

He had barely taken two steps before the black energies caught up. At this moment, his combat power had dropped to a very strange level. After the black energies wrapped around his legs, the Ghost King just roared and couldn’t resist. He could only watch as the official robe landed squarely on his head. The hem of the robe quickly connected with the black energies, instantly enveloping the Ghost King. This time, before Xiang Jiannan could react, An Wensheng revealed his true form.

His once fair skin was now completely festered, his eyes were blood red, and a scarlet tongue hung limply at the corner of his mouth. A single horn grew from the top of his head, covered in crimson hair. The sudden revelation of his true form startled Xiang Jiannan.

A demon? This thing is the City God?

Watching An Wensheng stride towards the Ghost King, Xiang Jiannan covered his nose, overwhelmed by a fishy stench. He had never imagined that the City God would have such an appearance. It was completely different from what he had imagined.

Is the City God a ghost or a god? In this Great Zhou Dynasty, why does everything feel so chaotic?

Heh heh heh heh.

After getting closer to the Ghost King, his image became even more ferocious. He circled around the rising and falling black energies a few times, as if looking for the best position. As the official robe, now one with the black energies, was lifted high, the tongue that was constantly dripping with mucus suddenly stretched out very long.

It quickly and tightly bound the official robe, and then, impatiently, revealed the fangs in its mouth.

In just one bite, it tilted the black energies that were even thicker than itself. With a gaping maw, it bit down hard.

Holy c*ap!

The sudden sound of bones breaking made his heart tremble. Watching An Wensheng feast in the distance, Xiang Jiannan felt a sense of unbearable pity.

What was that movie line again? Too brutal. An Wensheng wasn’t just saying that to be angry.

Right in front of his eyes, he completely devoured the Ghost King in a few bites. The arc of his mouth was extremely exaggerated, making his body tremble.

The only thing worth being thankful for was that he didn’t hear any screams from the Ghost King. This An Wensheng was exactly like the demon he had imagined.

“The most delicious thing in the world is the bone of a ghost.”

After dealing with the black energies in front of him, his image changed again, returning to the original fair-faced official. An Wensheng walked over, clearly still not satisfied. Xiang Jiannan felt uneasy, and held the gourd in his hands even tighter.

He knew that he didn’t understand An Wensheng. At this moment, the gap between this City God and himself could no longer be described as the separation between humans and ghosts.

After swallowing the Ghost King, a touch of blood color had appeared on An Wensheng’s body, like steam, but it had disappeared when he looked again.

“It’s all thanks to the gourd in your hand.”

An Wensheng came to Xiang Jiannan’s side with a smile. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with his behavior just now. He saw the little Taoist looking at the gourd with suspicion, and then realized that he had misunderstood.

What City God doesn’t eat ghosts? This little Taoist, after cultivating for so long, was probably seeing it for the first time. He didn’t explain, anyway, they would meet again in the future.

They would know sooner or later.

“The Ghost King has been eliminated, what should we do next?”

At this moment, he only wanted to leave this place of right and wrong. Looking at the garden that was still unchanged, Xiang Jiannan knew that he had not officially escaped.

If it was a ghostly lie, everything around him should have disappeared. He knew very little about this kind of thing, and could only wait for An Wensheng to take him out.

Could there be an even more powerful character waiting for him than the Ghost King? Judging from An Wensheng’s expression, things should be over here.

“Run.”

In Xiang Jiannan’s waiting gaze, he only said one word. An Wensheng’s next action was too fast for Xiang Jiannan to follow. He saw his figure flicker and suddenly dart towards the stone gate in the distance, leaving a trail of sparks behind him.

It was as if he had ignited the air. In an instant, Xiang Jiannan saw everything around him begin to become dilapidated, like paper meeting fire. Blue flames burst out in front of his eyes. He urged his body to chase after An Wensheng with all his might. It wasn’t until he left the garden that he could see what was going on.

Behind him, it had turned into a sea of fire. He was standing in the dense forest again, and felt that the fire was not going to stop.

“Magnificent!”

Watching the flames distort everything in his vision, An Wensheng praised and looked at Xiang Jiannan. The latter understood his gaze in a second and continued to run out of the dense forest before him.

He still had the mood to stop and watch at this time. Let him watch slowly, I’ll take a step first.

He ran out of the dense forest until the scorching heat behind him was no longer so intense. He had run until he was almost exhausted. When Xiang Jiannan looked back, he only saw flames soaring into the sky.

The dense forest was gone now. Even without the help of a strong wind, it could no longer be preserved.

The flames were soaring into the sky. Although he was far away from it, the rising heat still hit his face from time to time. When he had stopped just now, he thought he was safe.

“It’s good that it’s burned, it’s all over.”

Standing next to Xiang Jiannan, An Wensheng had already raised his black umbrella. Under the illumination of the fire, there seemed to be some kind of emotion flowing in his eyes. An Wensheng looked like he was moved at this moment. However, influenced by his previous performance, although the little Taoist saw it clearly, he had a shadow in his heart and had no interest in paying attention to it for the time being.

He turned around, tidied up his Taoist robe, and walked silently towards Ping’an Temple. When someone appeared in front of him, he stopped and waited for them to approach.

“Master, why did you come here?”

Looking at the crowd of people panting behind the old Taoist priest, Xiang Jiannan saw fear in their eyes. Before Gao Yu’an could speak, he saw someone pointing behind him with a trembling finger.

Their expressions were very cautious, but they didn’t dare to speak clearly.

“Little Taoist Priest, why is that black umbrella following you?”

I forgot about that!

With everyone’s reminder, he immediately turned around. Looking at An Wensheng, who was leisurely holding a black umbrella, Xiang Jiannan realized that the residents of Ping’an Town couldn’t see him at all. He immediately turned back and grabbed the handle of the umbrella, making an expression that the secrets of heaven could not be revealed.

He knew when he came that An Wensheng was not someone that anyone could see. Among all the people present, it was estimated that only he and his master had this ability.

He gathered with the crowd, holding the black umbrella, and was about to say a few words when he saw that the people who had been looking scared were no longer looking at him. More than half of them suddenly knelt on the ground, facing the towering flames in the distance, and cried out with heart-wrenching voices.

“Father! Your son is sorry for you!”

“I, Zhu Laosan, am ashamed of my ancestors!”

“Don’t stop me, I want to go over there!”

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