Ch 249: Lighting A Ghostly Candle
“Well…so what?”
The prisoner, facing Zhang Buran, remained extremely arrogant.
“You have the ability to kill me! If you don’t, don’t shout… pfft…”
Before the prisoner could finish, Zhang Buran landed a heavy blow to his stomach, displacing his internal organs.
The prisoner probably didn’t expect Zhang Buran to act so decisively and without hesitation.
“You…you really dared to hit me…I…I’ll report you!”
The prisoner spat out his bitterness, but remained arrogant.
Then, another merciless heavy blow followed.
After beating the prisoner to a pulp, Zhang Buran healed him with a healing spell…
Then another heavy blow, then another healing…
“Remember, my name is Zhang Buran. Don’t be arrogant in front of me.”
Zhang Buran’s eyes were cold, his words sharp.
The prisoner trembled in fear: “You…you are Zhang Buran? That crazy Daoist?”
“It seems you know me…” Zhang Buran gave a “kind” smile, “Then don’t be arrogant in front of me, otherwise, when I go crazy…”
The prisoner became quiet, and Zhang Buran casually threw him aside.
Then he teleported out of the cell, continuing his patrol.
“Zhang Buran, little brother!”
After learning Zhang Buran’s status, Nan Yu Bei Zhang remained restless, instead becoming even more excited.
“It seems you haven’t learned your lesson.” Zhang Buran teleported to Nan Yu Bei Zhang’s cell, his eyes cold.
Nan Yu Bei Zhang wasn’t scared, “Zhang Buran, little brother, I’ve heard you’re very powerful, and seeing you today proves it, amazing!”
Zhang Buran felt goosebumps rising all over his body, purple electric arcs swirling around his hands…
Nan Yu Bei Zhang became anxious, “Zhang Buran, I really have something to tell you, why are you so rude!”
“I’ve always wanted to see you and tell you this, but the Daoist Alliance’s bunch of bad guys never gave me a chance…”
Nan Yu Bei Zhang adopted a wronged expression.
“What is it?”
Zhang Buran also felt the other party wasn’t hiding anything good, after all, he was just a prisoner.
“It’s about A’Jie!”
“A’Jie?” Zhang Buran frowned.
“It’s Bei Mingjie!” Nan Yu Bei Zhang corrected.
Hearing the three words “Bei Mingjie”, Zhang Buran, who had been impatient, instantly became interested.
Nan Yu Bei Zhang said: “A’Jie, on the eve of his battle with you, instructed me, after his death, to personally tell you this matter, but I never had the chance to see you…”
“Stop the nonsense, what is it?”
Nan Yu Bei Zhang cleared his throat and said: “A’Jie, on the eve of his duel with you, perhaps guessed his death, he said—after his death, at the place where you first met, he prepared a surprise for you.”
“A’Jie repeatedly urged me, only to tell you this!”
“A’Jie, can you see? I did it!”
“The place where we first met?” Zhang Buran fell into thought.
Zhang Buran was still dubious about this news.
Zhang Buran and Bei Mingjie could be considered sworn enemies turned friends; the place where they first met…was on a barren mountain outside Magic City.
At that time, the young Zhang Buran had just joined the Daoist Alliance, liked to act alone, and took on a Class A mission alone.
Bei Mingjie had the same idea as Zhang Buran, also took on this Class A mission, and wanted to complete it alone.
Their mission targets happened to coincide, and upon meeting, both felt the other was not to be underestimated.
They mistook each other for enemies, then fought a battle, evenly matched, ending in a draw.
Xia Yun arrived later, explaining the misunderstanding, and the two then stopped fighting and made peace.
It was such a dramatic event.
After Zhang Buran and Bei Mingjie fought on that nameless barren mountain, they became the best of friends…
Zhang Buran had been to that barren mountain several times, but had not discovered any clues.
Could it be that he hadn’t noticed some details?
As Zhang Buran was pondering, Nan Yu Bei Zhang spoke again: “By the way, A’Jie also said something, you need to take his magical treasure to the place where you first met.”
“His magical treasure?”
Zhang Buran pondered for a moment, then remembered the magical treasure Bei Mingjie had used—the Golden Serpent Bone.
After Bei Mingjie’s death, no one could control the Golden Serpent Bone, so it was stored in the Daoist Alliance’s Forbidden Treasury.
It seems it’s time to go there with the Golden Serpent Bone…
“Zhang Buran, long time no see.”
Suddenly, a low and long voice came.
Zhang Buran turned around and saw the prison covered with talismans not far away.
In the darkness, a pair of crimson pupils flickered, seeming full of wickedness.
Zhang Buran remembered these crimson pupils vividly.
“Qiang Liu?”
“It seems you still remember me.” Qiang Liu emerged from the darkness, a faint smile playing on his lips.
“How could I forget you? You are a respectable opponent.”
Zhang Buran teleported to the cell where Qiang Liu was imprisoned, the two were less than two meters apart, their eyes met, sparks flying.
“It seems you’re not doing so well.” Zhang Buran’s eyes were challenging.
“Heh, I’m living comfortably. With your Daoist Alliance’s bunch of dogs guarding me, I sleep very soundly.”
Qiang Liu, inhabiting Nan Liu’s body, stretched, and extended a hand towards Zhang Buran.
Zhang Buran didn’t dodge.
But Qiang Liu’s target wasn’t Zhang Buran, but the talisman on the cell door.
Zhang Buran watched as Qiang Liu tore off a talisman and held it in his hand.
The effect of this Talisman Restriction was to prevent prisoners from escaping.
Because the Daoist Prison held only practitioners of Wicked Ways, the effect of the talisman was—anyone with magical power who touched it would feel an electric shock.
Nan Yu Bei Zhang had touched the talisman earlier, even with their thick skin, they had grimaced in pain.
But Qiang Liu was unaffected, remaining calm and composed.
Moreover, under Zhang Buran’s surprised gaze, Qiang Liu rolled the talisman into the shape of a cigarette.
Qiang Liu snapped his fingers, a green flame—Ghost Candle—igniting at his fingertips.
Although the Spirit Suppression Formation was damaged, it still had more than 80% of its effect, yet Qiang Liu could use magic without any scruples?
But Zhang Buran wasn’t surprised by this, because Zhang Buran himself could also ignore the Spirit Suppression Formation and use magic.
But…
The Ghost Candle lit the talisman cigarette, Qiang Liu took a deep puff, and exhaled a smoke ring.
Qiang Liu looked very pleased, seemingly savoring it.
“In this human’s memory, this action seems to be called smoking, right?”
“I found that smoking can indeed relieve stress.”
Using Ghost Candle to light a talisman cigarette, Qiang Liu was the first in history.
“You’re the first one to be so arrogant in the Daoist Prison.”
Zhang Buran drew a talisman and sent it flying towards Qiang Liu, scattering his talisman cigarette.
It was a warning.
