He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

The water ghost howled and rolled wildly on the ground.

But He Qiang's actions were too aggressive.

The pent-up resentment of the air force over the past five days was completely released at this moment!

"This punch is for those few lines you cut!"

"Those two punches were for my few hundred dollars worth of bait!"

"Those three punches were for the mosquitoes I've fed them for the past five days!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed along the banks of the Qingshui River.

How utterly miserable!

It was so moving that it brought tears to the eyes of anyone who heard it and saddened everyone who listened.

The principal, hiding on the riverbank, watched the brutal scene below and was terrified.

He swallowed hard and muttered to himself, "My goodness."

"My brother-in-law usually seems honest and unassuming, but is he really this ruthless when it comes to fighting ghosts?"

On the riverbank.

Chu Sheng clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and said, "Amitabha, well done, well done."

"This benefactor is far too ruthless."

Er Lengzi, on the other hand, was always eager to watch the excitement, his heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue, wide open, his tail wagging rapidly.

"Woof..."

Yang Guang wasn't idle either.

He stood to the side with his hands in his pockets, frantically directing the water ghosts.

"Hey hey hey!"

"Brother, you can cry all you want, but hold onto the jade bottle tightly!"

"It's leaking on the left!"

"Right side, right side, tears are streaming down your chin! Quickly grab a bottle to catch them!"

"Can't you be a little more professional?"

"If you drip your tears on the ground, I might not save you later!"

The water ghost's current mood is worse than if he had swallowed ten thousand needles.

While enduring He Qiang's relentless beating, he also frantically tried to catch his tears with the jade bottle.

What kind of human suffering is this?!

Is this what a Celestial Master does?

"Waaaaah..."

"I've already accepted all the Celestial Masters!"

"I've got all the seats I need!"

"Make him stop!"

The water ghost cried its heart out.

This was definitely the most tears he had shed in his more than ten years as a ghost.

That really hurt!

He Qiang, that bastard, always targets the weakest point of a person's soul when he beats them up!

And they're all deadly!

"This is nothing!"

"Brother, hang in there a little longer, cry a little more, you can never cry too much of this stuff."

Yang Guang knew that it took ten drops of ghost tears and one ghost tooth to make a ghost pearl.

The extra ghost tears have many uses.

The inventory I have is pitifully small, all of which was left by the old man. It seems I don't have any inventory left at all.

If I don't take more orders, won't I be losing out big time?

Seeing this, He Qiang fought even harder: "You fucking chase my fish!"

"I'm going to knock all your teeth out today!"

Saying that!

He Qiang delivered a powerful left hook, which landed squarely on the water ghost's bluish-black face.

"Bang!"

"Holy crap!"

The water ghost let out a blood-curdling scream.

Something shimmering with a ghostly green light flew out of the water ghost's mouth.

It traced a perfect parabola in mid-air.

Finally, it landed with a "thud" on the gravel beach two meters away.

Yang Guang looked closely.

Two beams of golden light shot out from his eyes instantly!

What the hell!

Ghost teeth!

It's already been typed out?

This fisherman is really awesome!

He knocked it down with a single punch!

Doesn't that save us the trouble of getting a tooth pulled?

Yang Guang was incredibly excited and rushed forward without hesitation.

He bent over and lay on the gravel beach, carefully picking up the ghost tooth that gleamed with an eerie green light.

He rubbed it vigorously on his clothes, then carefully put it into his pocket.

After picking up the ghost tooth, Yang Guang glanced at the jade bottle in the water ghost's hand.

just!

I've already shed about a dozen tears.

enough!

If they keep hitting it, this water ghost will probably be completely destroyed.

Yang Guang knew when to quit while he was ahead.

He quickly went over and grabbed He Qiang's raised fist.

He chuckled and said, "Alright, alright."

"Brother, that's enough fighting."

"I see he's missing his front teeth, and his face is swollen like a pig's head. He should be calmed down by now, right?"

He Qiang was pulled back by Yang Guang, panting heavily, his eyes still fixed on the water ghost on the ground.

His chest heaved violently.

"Huff... huff..."

He Qiang flexed his wrists: "Okay!"

"Out of respect for the Celestial Master, I'll spare your dog's life today!"

"If you dare cause trouble while I'm fishing again, I'll bring a truckload of gasoline and set this lousy river on fire!"

The water ghost was lying on the ground.

The entire ghost was limp and sprawled out in a starfish shape.

More air intake than exhaust.

The soul was so weak that it was almost completely transparent.

If He Qiang had thrown a couple more punches, he would have been done for today.

Hearing that He Qiang had finally stopped, the water ghost's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled back into its stomach.

Tears streamed down my face again.

However, this time Yang Guang was quick-witted and snatched the jade bottle from his hand, carefully putting the cork back on.

"Brother, you've worked hard."

"The commission is complete."

Yang Guang happily stuffed the jade bottle into his pocket; he had made a fortune on this trip.

Er Lengzi came closer, sniffed the water ghost with his nose, and sneezed in disgust.

"Woof."

Chu Sheng clasped his hands together and sighed, "Benefactor, if only you had known this would happen, you wouldn't have done it in the first place."

"Why did you have to run into the fisherman's den?"

"Isn't this just asking for trouble?"

The water ghost wanted to cry, but he didn't even have the strength to cry anymore; he was barely clinging to life.

He Qiang vented his resentment and relaxed completely.

He turned to look at Yang Guang and asked in confusion, "By the way, you just said you were a Taoist master?"

"What are you doing here?"

He Qiang only then realized what was happening, looking at his translucent palm: "Wasn't I fishing?"

Holy crap!

"Why am I floating?"

"Am I dead?"

He Qiang was startled. He had been so focused on venting his frustration at being outmaneuvered by the fishermen that he hadn't noticed his own condition at all.

Yang Guang rolled his eyes and said irritably, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"That's your soul leaving your body!"

"You haven't eaten or drunk anything for days. If you don't go back soon, your body will really turn into a dried-up corpse!"

talking.

Yang Guang took out a Soul Gathering Talisman from his pocket and held it between two fingers: "Alright, enough nonsense."

"Your wife is still waiting for you at home."

Yang Guang flicked his finger suddenly.

The yellow talisman transformed into a ball of golden light in mid-air and directly entered He Qiang's forehead.

He Qiang felt a sudden heaviness in his head.

Then everything went black, and my entire soul was instantly pulled in by a tremendous suction force.

On the riverbank.

He Qiang's soul vanished without a trace in an instant.

Only that translucent fishing rod remained, lying forlornly beside the rock, slowly dissipating in the breeze.

Yang Guang patted the dust off his hands.

Get it done.

knock off!

This job went incredibly smoothly; not only did it solve the principal's problem, but it also allowed me to get the materials for the Ghost Pearl.

Beautiful!

Yang Guang looked up at the riverbank and shouted, "Principal, it's done!"

"Wait for us a moment."

"Leave after the ritual is over!"