Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 40: Perfection

Recalling the past, Guo Ziran couldn’t help but feel a bit emotional.

He was truly a man of ability!

At a young age, he apprenticed under a famous mentor, received teachings, and even made achievements on the battlefield, being assigned as a guard beside a certain important figure.

In the realm of Xingyi Fist, he was considered a top-notch expert.

Otherwise, Elder Lu wouldn’t have introduced Fang Zheng to become an apprentice, but unfortunately, fate was unkind, and the disciples he took in were all troublesome.

Taking in a disciple he felt comfortable with, and it turned out like this as well...

"You’re different from the old third."

Removing the small liquor bottle from his waist, he took a sip and Guo Ziran spoke slowly:

"You kill bad people, but he would kill anyone for money, ruining the reputation I’ve built over half my life."

"Burp..."

He burped and continued:

"Zhou Ping is headstrong, and I fear he won’t release you easily. Is there anything you want to entrust? As an old man, I can help when I can."

"There is indeed." Fang Zheng pondered for a moment, then said:

"Help me explain to Erqiu."

"Hah..." Guo Ziran chuckled lightly, of course knowing the two were in a relationship, and said:

"I really can’t help with this. You better wait until you’re out, and if you can’t get out..., then there won’t be a need to explain."

"Calling a lawyer or something, I could help with that."

"Forget it." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Can Master send something inside?"

"Hmm?" Guo Ziran squinted:

"That depends on what it is."

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"Get in!"

When Fang Zheng returned to the holding room, everyone inside looked pale, and the group with tattoos curled up in the corner.

Afraid of attracting his attention.

"Officer."

One of them asked with a hoarse voice:

"When will we be moved to another room?"

"Very soon." Officer Lin showed a helpless expression:

"There are a few female inmates over there, preparing to move, it will be done soon."

"Fang Zheng."

He turned his head and advised again:

"Don’t cause trouble."

Fang Zheng lowered his head, silent, finding a clean spot to crouch down, his long hair covering his face, making him even more sinister.

No one else dared to make a sound.

The room at the police station was already familiar to the tattooed group, but never before had they felt so tortured as today.

After an unknown amount of time.

"Fang Zheng!"

Officer Lin returned again, holding a plastic bag, his expression strange:

"Here’s the stuff you asked for."

"Swoosh!"

Fang Zheng swiftly raised his head, stood up, and approached the railing, pulling out a soft item from the plastic bag, weighing it casually:

"Fresh?"

"Fresh." Officer Lin replied:

"It’s still steaming..."

"Ugh!"

Before he finished speaking, he was already covering his mouth with one hand, retreating wildly, his face filled with horror, his stomach churning, nearly vomiting.

At this moment, others also saw what Fang Zheng held in his hand.

Something red and white, the white being fat, the red seemingly heart muscle, steaming, trembling slightly in his hands.

A heart!

A fresh and untreated beef heart.

With the beef heart in hand, Fang Zheng expressionlessly took a bite, instantly filling his mouth with blood and meat, the sound of chewing clearly audible.

He actually swallowed it directly.

"Uh..."

"Ugh!"

"..."

This scene made everyone in the room utterly break down, changing color, vomiting, and the tattooed individuals frantically banging on the railing.

"This guy is a madman!"

"He’s a pervert!"

"Let me out quickly!"

The commotion also brought other members of the Public Security Bureau over, and upon understanding what happened, their gazes towards Fang Zheng grew increasingly peculiar.

Killing!

Eating hearts!

Could this guy really be a madman?

"Solitary confinement."

In such a situation, others certainly wouldn’t dare to be locked up with Fang Zheng. Who knows if he would go insane and kill someone in the middle of the night.

......

Drilling!

Chopping!

Cannon!

Crushing...

In the spacious room, Fang Zheng squinted his eyes slightly, practicing the Five Elements Fist meticulously, every movement precise to an astonishing degree.

Even when being watched by others, he never paused.

"Huff..."

His clothes fluttered, the wind forcefully stirred.

The combination of speed and power was fully displayed on him.

Even Zhou Ping had to admit that in the realm of Xingyi Fist, this young junior far surpassed him.

"According to his own words, eating beef heart is for body training."

Officer Lin spoke:

"We’ve investigated the things he’s purchased during this time, and indeed there’s beef heart, at least one a day, never interrupted."

"Director."

"Does eating beef heart really enhance strength?"

"No." Zhou Ping rolled his eyes:

"What are you thinking?"

Officer Lin scratched his head and chuckled dryly, knowing it’s impossible, but Fang Zheng’s strength was indeed far beyond his physique.

"Is there any new clue from Phoenix Head Mountain?"

"None!"

With a light sigh, he continued:

"At the time only Fang Zheng was present, he’s a martial arts expert, matching the traces on the deceased’s body, all evidence pointing to him as the murderer, but there’s no proof."

"This matter..."

"Is not easy!"

If it were a normal person, facing the interrogation of the Public Security Bureau, they would definitely show some flaws.

But this one is different...

Facing endless interrogation, he revealed nothing, yet took the time to meticulously train martial arts, with an air of calm like a breeze brushing over a mountain.

Judging from the things Fang Zheng has been buying recently, he possibly harbors some kind of secret, just like his uncle Fang Jian.

Eating a raw heart, without a care.

Such individual’s mentality is certainly unlike ordinary people.

Three days later.

Continuous interrogation caused bloodshot eyes for Fang Zheng, yet he never stopped practicing. At this moment, his long hair was disarrayed, looking mad and demonic.

Yet his movements were more stable than ever.

"Thud!"

"Thud..."

While circulating Qi and blood, suddenly his heart accelerated, like a pressurized water pump, causing the Qi and blood within to roar like river waters.

"Whoosh..."

Qi and blood surged!

"Uh..."

Fang Zheng raised his head, the veins on his neck bulged, the traces of blood washing through blood vessels visible.

"Boom!"

In his perception, some invisible thing suddenly exploded, a deafening roar echoing in his mind, vibrating his limbs and bones.

Hundred Days Foundation Establishment...

Perfection!

But unlike what was recorded in books.

As if reaching a certain critical point, or perhaps the energy accumulated during this time erupted suddenly, at the moment of completion, it fed back entirely, surging throughout his body.

Skin and flesh, muscles and bones, internal organs...

Changes occurred at a visibly rapid pace all over his body.

Rebirth!

Especially the bones, with the continuous intake of Bone Strengthening Pills these days, the residual medicinal power seemed to be stirred up by this abnormal power.

"Snap!"

A loud bang suddenly came from the coccyx area.

In the next instant.

"Crackling!"

"Pop..."

The limbs and bones sounded in unison as if wrapped in firecrackers, crackling continuously, each sound causing his clothes to tremble violently.

Until the skull trembled, Fang Zheng let out a low roar, lunging forward and punching the wall beside him.

"Bang!"

"Boom..."

The spacious room shuddered, the concrete-reinforced thick wall unexpectedly punched with a deep depression by him, cracks spreading across the entire wall.

Seemingly a gentle push could cause it to collapse entirely.

"What’s going on?"

"What happened?"

"Fang Zheng, it’s you again!"

The Public Security Bureau people were alarmed.

"Sorry." Fang Zheng slowly withdrew his fist:

"It seems the building quality here isn’t great."

Only then did everyone get a clear view of the situation, all showing fear. Could this truly be accomplished by a mortal body?

"Mr. Zhao?"

"But..."

"Yes, then let’s proceed."

Zhou Ping appeared at some point, nodded towards the phone, looked at Fang Zheng with complex eyes, then helplessly gestured:

"Release him."