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

The moment he finished speaking, Yang Guang abruptly pulled his hand out of his pocket.

Bring your right index and middle fingers together, pointing your sword upwards.

He muttered incantations at a rapid pace, almost like rapping: "Jade Purity Begins, True Talisman Proclaims the Alliance, Pushing and Shifting the Two Qi, Unifying into Truth, Five Thunders, Five Thunders, Urgently Meet Huang Ning!"

"Five Thunder Palm!"

"break!"

With a loud shout from Yang Guang.

The wisp of black mist that had just squeezed out of the gap in the roof and was about to escape had not yet had time to solidify.

midair.

The once clear night sky was suddenly swept by a fierce wind without warning.

Followed by.

A deafening thunderclap, carrying a terrifying, destructive force, exploded directly above the roof of the old man's car!

"Snap!"

A silver-blue lightning bolt, as thick as a bucket, struck the black mist with perfect accuracy, like a sword wielded by a god.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

The red-clad female ghost's soul was instantly cleaved into nothingness by this overwhelmingly powerful lightning force.

Soul fly away!

Not even a crumb was left.

Only a faint smell of burning remained in the air.

This sudden clap of thunder in the middle of nowhere startled the night owls in Fengdu City who were still awake.

A young man in the middle of a team battle in the internet cafe accidentally gave away a kill.

A burly man drinking beer at a roadside food stall stood frozen in mid-air, holding his glass.

but.

This kind of bizarre weather is all too common in Chongqing, this magical city.

Sunshine followed by rain, thunder on a clear day—it's all fine.

It's just a clap of thunder.

Everyone looked up at the dark night sky with curiosity.

Seeing that the moon was still in the sky, and confirming that the thunder was just thunder and wouldn't bring rain.

They continued eating, drinking, and playing games as usual.

Nobody takes this seriously.

Inside the carriage of the old man's car.

Jia Youcai covered his ears tightly; the deafening thunder almost shook his old bones to pieces.

He swallowed hard, watching the lightning dissipate outside the car window, and a chill ran down his spine again.

Just how skilled is this kid?

He can even use high-level spells like the Five Thunderbolts Technique with ease?

Yang Guang dusted off his hands, picked at his ears, and turned to grin at Jia Youcai.

"Done, that's it."

"Old Jia, it's your turn to perform now!"

"You promised us some barbecue, so don't try to renege on your promise."

Jia Youcai pursed his lips, looking completely innocent and pained.

The wrinkles on that old face were so deep they almost looked like a bitter gourd flower.

But he glanced at Yang Guang's ambiguous smile, and then at Chu Sheng, who was holding a large porcelain cup in the back seat, eager to try.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth and nod, on the verge of tears.

"OK!"

"I keep my word!"

"It's my treat today, eat whatever you want!"

Speaking of which...

Jia Youcai couldn't help but add, "Just don't order anything too expensive."

"This money is earned with my life!"

"Hahaha!"

Yang Guang laughed loudly and slapped Jia Youcai on the shoulder: "Don't worry."

"I promise I won't order you Australian lobster, hurry up and drive!"

Ten minutes later.

The pink electric scooter, puffing out black smoke, came to a steady stop in front of the most popular barbecue stall on the old street in the south of the city.

This place is booming.

The smoke from the fireworks filled the sky.

Yang Guang pushed open the car door, swaggered over, and went straight to a spacious empty table to sit down.

Chu Sheng carried a large porcelain cup; his 250-pound frame was so heavy that it shook the ground when he walked. When he sat down, the plastic stool creaked under the weight.

Er Lengzi jumped off the car, wagging its tail and staring at the grill next to it with shining eyes.

The drool was dripping onto the ground.

Jia Youcai walked over slowly, clutching the pocket containing the red envelopes with one hand, looking back every few steps, clearly unwilling.

The owner came running over with the menu, his face beaming.

"What would you gentlemen like to eat?"

Yang Guang snapped his fingers: "Give the menu to this fat gentleman. He'll order, and the entire bill will be paid by Master Jia!"

Upon hearing the title "Master Jia," Jia Youcai nearly coughed up blood.

What the hell is Mr. Jia?!

I'm such a sucker, I got ripped off!

Chu Sheng took the menu, his beady eyes instantly lighting up: "Amitabha, boss, monks don't lie."

"Give this humble monk thirty grilled kidneys, the fatty kind, the kind that sizzles with oil."

"Two more plates of oysters, fifty skewers of lamb, twenty grilled chicken wings, and a grilled lamb leg, please!"

As Chu Sheng spoke, his pen scribbled rapidly across the menu.

Er Lengzi was barking anxiously beside him, frantically pawing at Chu Sheng's thigh with his paws.

"Holy crap, who's going to eat that little bit?!"

Yang Guang said directly, "Give Er Lengzi five catties of beef bones!"

"After all, that simpleton did the work!"

Upon hearing this, Er Lengzi's eyes lit up.

really.

When it really matters, it's still Yang's dad who comes through.

You can really rely on them!

Chu Sheng quickly added, "Boss, another five catties of roasted beef bones, and leave plenty of meat!"

The boss's eyes widened in surprise.

"Okay!"

"You all have quite the appetites!"

Hearing this from the side, Jia Youcai was terrified, clutching his chest and gasping for breath: "Fatty, can you even finish all this?"

"You're not just having a midnight snack, you've come to buy a whole new batch!"

"I haven't even warmed this five thousand yuan yet, and you've already eaten half of it in one meal!"

Chu Sheng rubbed his bald head, his face full of compassion: "Master Jia, you are mistaken."

"Money is just an external thing; what you eat is the true source of spiritual connection."

"If you're worried about the price, eat a couple more skewers of kidneys later to help you recover."

Yang Guang was so happy he was shaking his leg.

This old man has been stingy his whole life, but today he finally bleeds a little dry.

Not long after, sizzling, oily meat skewers were served.

The aroma of cumin and chili powder immediately whetted everyone's appetite.

The group devoured their food, even Er Lengzi was gnawing on a cow bone bigger than his face, his mouth covered in grease.

Looking at the table full of meat, Jia Youcai thought that since he was going to spend the money anyway, he might as well eat it.

So they joined the meat-grabbing frenzy.

After a hearty meal and drinks.

Jia Youcai picked his teeth, then painfully scanned the code to pay: "Alright, we're stuffed, let's call it a day!"

Jia Youcai waved his hand: "Daoist, I'm going back to sleep on my big soft bed."

Chu Sheng let out a burp and patted his round belly: "Amitabha, Master Jia is right. This humble monk is also sleepy. I'll go back to the villa to rest first."

Done.

Chu Sheng walked to the pink electric car, opened the door, and squeezed inside.

Just then, Er Lengzi, with a half-eaten beef bone in his mouth, trotted over and jumped into the passenger seat of the car.

Yang Guang paused for a moment, then whistled at Er Lengzi.

"Hello!"

"You stupid dog, where are you going?"