Fireproof Talisman!
The Talismanic Magic from the Profound Fire Twelve True Chapters allowed Fang Zheng to regard the flas as nothing.
When the flas were within three feet, they instantly transford from ferocious to ta, and the blazing fire beneath his feet lowered its head like a living creature.
Where Fang Zheng passed, the flas receded, opening a fireless path.
"Young Master!"
"Quickly, go!"
"Watch your step!"
A commotion arose ahead, several security personnel holding wet blankets, protecting soone among them, and sprinting toward the stairs.
Fang Zheng stopped, speaking slowly:
"Mu Huai?"
His voice was not loud but was heard clearly amidst the noise and chaos, prompting a stunned reaction from those who turned to look.
What madness?
Amidst the sea of fire, a figure stood with hands behind the back, dressed in ancient clothes, tall and surrounded by flas like stars encircling a moon.
The person walked forward, causing the sea of fire to submit.
In this blaze, a safe passage was created as if by miracle, leaving spectators in shock.
"Hurry!"
Mu Huai, protected in the center by security, also showed astonishnt, then terror in his eyes, shouting as he grabbed a dripping wet blanket and rushed to the stairs.
At the sa ti shouting:
"Stop him!"
"Heh..."
Fang Zheng chuckled softly, a black-skinned gourd appearing in his hand unknowingly, with a light toss, its mouth popped open with a ’boing’ sound.
In the next mont.
"Caw... caw..."
A sound resembling a crow’s call rang out.
Several streaks of fire shot from the black-skinned gourd, transforming mid-air into lifelike fire crows, spreading their wings toward Mu Huai.
"Boom!"
Along the path of the fire crows, the flas soared wildly.
Fire Refining Gourd!
This magical artifact ca from a registered Daoist of the Dragon Gate Dao, ranked far above the non-advanced Five Ghosts’ Pouch, though it was severely damaged.
Fortunately, it still barely functioned.
The gourd houses dozens of Fire Crow Essences, facilitating fire-starting.
If he could fully control these dozens of Fire Crow Essences and form a Fire Crow Array, a single attack could turn a Martial Artist to ash.
Of course.
Currently, Fang Zheng is far from that capability.
However, Mu Huai, a re mortal, stood no chance against the fire crows, instantly enveloped in flas, falling down screaming.
Fang Zheng stepped forward, lifting the rolling Mu Huai with one hand, disappearing in a few flickers under the cover of flas.
On the next floor.
Inside an office.
Fang Zheng threw down Mu Huai, shaking out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, which ignited without fire, turning into black smoke that entered the other’s body.
"I ask you."
He pulled up a chair, speaking slowly:
"Where are the most important people of the Mu Family?"
"I don’t know... I don’t know..." Mu Huai’s eyes were vacant, shaking his head repeatedly:
"I really don’t know!"
Hmm?
Fang Zheng frowned, asked again:
"Truly don’t know?"
"I really don’t know," Mu Huai said anxiously:
"In the Mu Family, I’m nobody, spare , Almighty, and I will surely repay you in the future."
"Interesting." Fang Zheng’s lips curled:
"With a re mortal’s body, you can resist my Mind Confusion Technique, no wonder you manage part of the Mu Family’s assets as a branch mber, truly remarkable."
"If you could cultivate magic, you would be a magical genius."
"What a pity!"
He sighed lightly, revealing the Five Ghosts’ Pouch at his waist, releasing a Resentful Soul towards Mu Huai, in a mont, there lay a heap of dry bones.
Mu Huai indeed resisted the Mind Confusion Technique but didn’t lie.
He truly did not know where the most important mbers of the Mu Family were hiding, though he had so stature, he remained a branch mber, not entrusted by the Mu Family.
"Co out."
Having dealt with Mu Huai, Fang Zheng did not hurriedly leave, instead turned to look at the nearby shelf, slowly saying:
"Or must I invite you out?"
"No... no need."
A person quivering erged from behind the shelf, barely taking two steps before collapsing onto their knees, crying with snot and tears:
"Spare !"
"I saw nothing!"
"Hero... Immortal... spare please!"
"The building caught fire, others fled, why didn’t you?" Fang Zheng turned around, ignoring the other’s pleading, asked curiously:
"Tell !"
The person trembled.
"If you speak well, I might consider letting you go." Fang Zheng added.
"Really?"
The person paused, looked up with a hint of joy in their eyes, then after thinking, softly said:
"The fire spread strangely, though it spread quickly, it didn’t head toward crowded areas, it seed more like an act of chaos."
"I felt..."
"Not running was fine."
"I see now!" Fang Zheng comprehended.
He indeed had no intention to harm innocents, but as the fire raged on, posing a threat to lives, who would remain unperturbed in such a scenario?
"Interesting."
He rubbed his chin, seriously examining the person:
"What is your na?"
The person was slightly over forty, not considered old in the corporate world, with an ordinary appearance, dressed as a salesperson.
Gold-rimd glasses added an air of elegance to him.
"I..."
"My na is Liu Qing, a salesperson of the Mu Family."
Liu Qing cautiously looked up at Fang Zheng, then lowered his head hurriedly.
The sight of the Resentful Soul devouring Mu Huai had been clearly witnessed, his guesses about Fang Zheng’s identity filled him with fear.
In just two short days.
Nearly ten mbers of the Mu Family had died!
Various assets were subsequently damaged, and no one knew who was behind it, only rumors circulated that the Mu Family had provoked a terrifying figure.
That person,
Single-handedly, forced the Mu Family into a desperate escape.
Initially, he had scoffed at this, knowing that as an insider, Liu Qing understood the Mu Family’s intimidating nature far better than others.
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