Martial Arts? Sorry, I am better at Thunder Spell!-Chapter 212 - 144 Heavenly Master Give me some face (9000-word

Chapter 212: 144 Heavenly Master: Give me some face! (9000-word mega chapter!! Please subscribe! Please vote for monthly tickets!)_6

Chapter 212: 144 Heavenly Master: Give me some face! (9000-word mega chapter!! Please subscribe! Please vote for monthly tickets!)_6

At the first crow of the rooster, the Ghost Gate would close.

They couldn’t afford to miss the auspicious hour.

It was getting late.

It was time to send Ling Ruyue on her way.

Ling Ruyue nodded, “Thank you for your efforts, Heavenly Master!”

Then, Qin Hao recited the Supreme Salvation Sutra right there on the spot for her.

Afterwards, Qin Hao pointed his finger at Ling Ruyue’s forehead.

The next second, Ling Ruyue’s form disappeared on the spot,

sent by Qin Hao into the Ghost Gate, heading towards the Underworld for reincarnation.

After Ling Ruyue had left,

Qin Hao took a glance at the horse racing bookie.

He asked, “And who might you be?”

Then, Su Huining recounted to Qin Hao everything that had happened in Wang Bucai’s house.

Following that, Su Huining slapped her sleeve,

and from it, she threw out a small green snake onto the ground.

The willow spirit thought it had escaped its predicament.

After landing, it turned into a streak of green light, attempting to flee.

But in front of Qin Hao,

a mere little snake, did you think you could escape?

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Qin Hao stood still, watching the green light trying to make its escape.

Qin Hao declared, “Go ahead, run five hundred meters!”

The green light turned into a streak and shot away.

In the blink of an eye, it had vanished from sight.

The next second, Qin Hao simply extended his palm and with a deft scoop in the air,

managed to bring back the green snake that had just tried to flee.

Qin Hao caught the green snake in his hand,

stroking its head.

Qin Hao shook his head, “Supreme Heavenly Venerate, as one of the Protective Immortals, instead of doing good deeds and cultivating virtue for ascension, you actually abetted evildoers for a mere drop of incense offerings. You’re no good creature either.

Given this, a fitting retribution is in order.”

Qin Hao gripped the little green snake,

it was clear at a glance it was no good spirit,

having committed ample vile deeds.

Qin Hao didn’t bother with courtesy,

and simply called out, “Bull, come here, I’ve got a spicy strip for you!”

After speaking, Qin Hao threw the green snake towards the Green Ox.

Originally, the Green Ox had been eating vegetables in the garden,

biting down on a spirit-energy-filled vegetable.

Qin Hao tossed the green snake right into the midst of the vegetables,

and the ox bit down on it, chewing it in its mouth.

In a matter of moments, it had been chewed into mincemeat and swallowed.

The Green Ox ‘mooed’ in response.

Green Ox: “Hm? Another stuffed one? Goodness, it’s been quite a while since I last had a stuffed treat, my luck’s pretty great!”

The ox was quite pleased with the mouthful of vegetable-filled meat.

The last time it got a stuffed vegetable was a long time ago.

This time’s texture was even better than the last,

the previous meat had a stench to it, unclean and unpleasant,

but this time, it was different, tender and snappy,

very much to the ox’s liking.

It hoped for more to come.

The Green Ox was happy on its side,

whereas the horse racing bookie was paralyzed with fear at this point.

His mind was in turmoil, “Dude, what kind of ox is this? It just ate the willow spirit like it was a spicy strip? That’s just ruthless!”

In his entire life, the bookie had never seen such a ruthless ox, and his legs grew weak with fright.

Now, he was terrified the Heavenly Master would toss him over just like the willow spirit,

to be crudely chewed up by the ox.

The bookie immediately knelt on the ground, incessantly pleading, “Heavenly Master, Heavenly Master! I realize my mistake, please don’t feed me to the ox!”

Qin Hao looked at the bookie, utterly bewildered,

“Who said anything about feeding you to the ox?”

Is there something wrong with this guy?

To feed a living person to an ox?

What do you take my Qingyun Mountain for?

We are a reputable, upright sect; do you think I, the Purple Robed Heavenly Master, would do such a thing?

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Fellows, I had to run some errands today and only managed to start writing after getting back in the evening, apologies! More updates tomorrow!!!

Tomorrow, a 20,000-word sprint!!