Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld

"Xiang Xiu."

"Here."

"Check if there’s anyone nearby. Be careful not to alert the Sword Casting Manor ahead."

"Yes."

Xiang Xiu answered, leaping away.

"Young Master Fang, there’s no need to be so cautious," said Chen Jiuniang:

"The Sword Casting Manor is renowned for forging weapons, not for martial prowess. In the entire manor, only the manor master is a Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artist."

"Even if they come, they’re no match for us."

"Better safe than sorry," Fang Zheng shook his head:

"It’s better to be cautious."

Who knows if the Sword Casting Manor has some hidden expert? What if there’s a Flawless Martial Artist secretly residing, or a master happens to visit seeking a sword?

He had seen too many martial arts novels and online stories where mistakes often happened at crucial moments; he didn’t want to follow in those "predecessors’ " footsteps.

"Alright then!"

Chen Jiuniang shrugged:

"Place the token in the indentation on the rock wall, and the array here will be activated."

"Hmm..." Fang Zheng took out the token and tossed it to Chen Jiuniang:

"You go!"

?

Chen Jiuniang was taken aback.

So cautious?

Uncle Zheng snorted coldly from beside them, stepping forward to take the token and striding towards the rock wall, placing the token into it casually.

"Buzz..."

The rock wall trembled slightly.

The scene before them flickered for a moment before returning to normal, a layer of hazy clear light now appeared on the rock wall.

"Centuries have passed, yet the array still functions,"

Chen Jiuniang marveled, stepping forward, eyes wide in admiration:

"The means of a Master are truly remarkable!"

"An array?" Fang Zheng nodded:

"What do we do next?"

"Next, it’s up to Young Master Fang to act," Chen Jiuniang tilted her head, saying:

"Through our exploration, this array can only be opened by someone trained in Elemental Thunder Skill. Forcibly opening it would only damage the things inside."

"Of course..."

"Even with our strength, we can’t force it open."

"I see," Fang Zheng understood, not rushing to take action but instead gesturing:

"Miss Chen, please demonstrate."

Chen Jiuniang shook her head and raised her hand to strike with her palm.

Her palm force fell onto the hazy clear light, only causing slight ripples before vanishing, and the clear light seemed to become even brighter.

"You cannot use brute force; otherwise, the array will retaliate. Two Martial Artists died in front of this array before."

Fang Zheng nodded, then took a step closer, extending his hands slowly toward the clear light, while silently circulating the Elemental Thunder Skill.

"Buzz..."

With a light tremor of the Thunder Sound within him, the clear light before his eyes seemed to respond as layers of ripples spread from his hands.

There’s a way!

Fang Zheng’s heart stirred, his True Qi surging forth suddenly within him.

"Crash..."

In the blink of an eye, the rocks before them shattered and collapsed, the clear light dissipating to reveal a passageway leading straight into the mountain.

A dark passage, resembling a giant mouth ready to devour everything.

"It’s open!"

Chen Jiuniang’s face lit up with joy:

"As expected, only someone trained in Elemental Thunder Skill can break the array. Inside lies the place where Master Jiuyuan left his inheritance."

"Wait a moment," Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Could there be traps?"

He said, taking out a Spirit Talisman and channeling his True Qi to activate it.

"By decree!"

"Come forth!"

Beast-Expelling Talisman!

An Invisible Power spread, summoning the surrounding snakes, insects, rats, and ants from their hiding spots, crawling towards the cave ahead.

Shaoqing.

The snakes, insects, rats, and ants crawled out from the cave unharmed.

"Is there no problem now?" Chen Jiuniang spoke, already a bit impatient.

"Xiang Xiu," Fang Zheng pondered briefly before speaking to the returning Xiang Xiu:

"You go in first and take a look."

"Yes."

Xiang Xiu answered.

He entered the cave and came out shortly after.

"Young Master, there’s no problem."

"Young Master Fang," Chen Jiuniang sighed before asking again:

"Is there no problem now?"

"Why are you in such a hurry, Miss Chen?" Fang Zheng turned his head to look:

"The inheritance of the Elemental Thunder Skill is useful only to someone like me. I’m not in a hurry, so why are you? Your excitement makes me suspect ulterior motives."

"..." Chen Jiuniang’s face froze, then speechlessly shook her head:

"Yes!"

"As Young Master Fang said, I won’t rush you anymore."

"Hmm." Fang Zheng turned around:

"Let’s go in."

The cave was dark, yet it lacked the scent of long-forgotten sunlight, instead it was refreshingly clear, likely the effect of the array.

After walking a few lengths, a stone chamber came into view.

From the ceiling of the stone chamber hung a Luminous Pearl the size of a child’s fist, casting a soft glow that illuminated the room.

Against the wall sat a corpse, cross-legged.

The corpse extended one hand forward, with the forefinger slightly lowered, forming a special Seal Technique. Despite hundreds of years, its skin remained ruddy like that of a living person.

"A Martial Sect relic!"

It’s true that the body of a Martial Artist is resilient, but after death, when Essence Qi is gone, the flesh quickly decays into bones.

The same holds for a Martial Artist.

While alive, the skin and flesh are infused with True Qi to resist blades and bullets. After death, they are merely tougher than normal people and will eventually rot.

Only a Martial Arts Grandmaster’s body remains indestructible, undefeatable even in death.

This is something,

that even a Magical Sage cannot surpass.

"Swoosh!"

Silent all the way, Uncle Zheng suddenly launched forward, charging towards the corpse to grab the Jade Scroll in front of it.

"What are you doing?"

Xiang Xiu’s eyes widened, rushing forward:

"Stop!"

Though quick to respond, he was ultimately a step too slow, watching helplessly as Uncle Zheng reached the corpse and touched the Jade Scroll with his fingertips.

The next moment.

"Boom..."

An intense lightning flash appeared in the field, leaving everyone, including Fang Zheng, with their vision filled with white, and their perceptions seemingly distorted.

"Ah!"

A scream echoed.

"Bang!"

Something heavy fell to the ground.

Once their vision cleared, they saw Uncle Zheng lying on the ground.

Uncle Zheng’s body, incredibly resilient and far exceeding peers, was now charred, his breath faint, struggling to breathe.

Clearly,

things beside the corpse couldn’t be touched casually.

"Serves you right!" Xiang Xiu snorted coldly:

"Don’t know what’s good for you!"

Fang Zheng shook his head lightly, stepping closer to the corpse.

As he got closer, the Elemental Thunder Skill he cultivated began to operate by itself, seeming to resonate with something.

Moved by a strange sensation, he slowly reached out, lightly touching the corpse’s outstretched finger.

"Boom!"

His Sea of Consciousness quivered.

Before his eyes,

the world suddenly changed.

The dark cave vanished, replaced by a valley filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. A Daoist in hemp clothing with white hair stood beneath a plum tree, gently plucking a branch, looking sideways toward him.

"After waiting for hundreds of years, I finally meet you."

"Yama!"

"My respects to you, sir."

"Yama?" Fang Zheng squinted:

"Are you Master Jiuyuan?"

"Indeed," Master Jiuyuan nodded:

"I am Master Jiuyuan, born Li Xuanbin."

"Do you know me?" Fang Zheng frowned.

"No," Master Jiuyuan gently shook his head:

"But I performed a divination before I died, and by heavenly fortune, the hexagram revealed that someone from an Exotic Realm would have a connection with me hundreds of years later. So I left a thought and waited."

"Today, we finally meet!"