“Sir, let me try?”
Chen Fan glanced at Zhang Tian Shou, his eyes instantly lighting up.
Zhang Tian Shou was a cultivator, he must have had many encounters with ghosts and spirits.
Just by using a nameplate to ward off evil spirits, Zhang Tian Shou must be able to summon the River God.
“Yes, Tian Shou, you are the expert in this, so I’ll leave it to you!”
Chen Fan patted his forehead, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
How could he have forgotten the god beside him.
He wondered which Immortal Sect or Daoist sect Zhang Tian Shou had learned from, and if he could join them too.
“Sir, please step back a bit!”
Zhang Tian Shou gave a sweet smile, her right palm pressing against the long sword at her waist.
Chen Fan’s eyes showed a look of interest, his mind already filled with fantasies.
Zhang Tian Shou flipped out a talisman, countless talismanic patterns appearing.
Then, with a loud shout, the River God would be summoned.
Zhang Tian Shou slowly approached the Qing Shui River, a strand of her blue hair fluttering in the breeze.
She gave a flick of the crimson sword scabbard, the long sword abruptly leaping out.
A cold light shot out from Zhang Tian Shou’s eyes, the crimson long sword’s blade shimmering with a sword glow.
“Awesome!”
Chen Fan’s eyes sparkled, he clapped his hands in approval.
“But why draw the sword, is it a sword talisman?”
Chen Fan suddenly felt something was wrong, but he didn’t know what it was.
The next moment, Chen Fan knew exactly what was wrong.
Zhang Tian Shou swung her long sword downwards, crimson light billowing through the air, a sword aura cutting across the sky.
“Crimson Xia Guang Zhan!”
Zhang Tian Shou gave a crisp shout, the sword aura descending, the wind howling.
The once peaceful Qing Shui River suddenly churned, the water splitting apart.
“Damn, so hardcore!”
Chen Fan twitched the corner of his mouth, pulling out a red jade nameplate from his bosom.
Chen Fan finally understood why Zhang Tian Shou's nameplate could ward off evil spirits.
This was not the Qing He Zhang clan’s authority, it was Zhang Tian Shou’s threat!
An image appeared in Chen Fan’s mind.
Zhang Tian Shou stood tall, her long sword in hand, gods and demons fearing her sword glow!
‘See my token, either you listen to him, or you listen to my blade!’
Xiao Zhuang swallowed hard, tugging on Da Zhuang’s belt, asking in a low voice.
“Gulp, bro, is this really Fan ge’s wife?”
Da Zhuang, having witnessed Zhang Tian Shou's sword cleaving through thirty feet of air, had a higher immunity.
He suppressed his shock, gave Xiao Zhuang a reassuring look, muttering.
“Don’t worry, doesn’t A Fan know, his mind is more cunning than a honeycomb.
Just trust A Fan, he can handle it!”
Da Zhuang and Xiao Zhuang’s voices were low, plus the roar of the river, so Chen Fan naturally didn’t hear them.
But both Zhang Tian Shou and Zhang Tian Xian heard them, Zhang Tian Shou’s ears immediately turned red.
Zhang Tian Xian frowned, feeling uncomfortable, she glared at Da Zhuang and Xiao Zhuang.
“You two, what are you talking about!”
“Ah?”
Chen Fan dug his ears, his ears slightly ringing, thinking that Zhang Tian Xian was talking about him.
Seeing Chen Fan’s puzzled look, a dangerous light flashed in Zhang Tian Xian’s eyes.
Alright, he was eyeing her elder sister, and even pretending to be confused.
Just as Zhang Tian Xian was about to take action, a roar erupted from the Qing Shui River.
“Roar, who, who destroyed my Water God Palace!”
Everyone was immediately drawn to the roar, they looked closer.
A black catfish with seven or eight water demons, emerged from the ruins at the bottom of the river.
The ruins, called a palace, was actually an irregularly shaped stone cave.
A dark plaque, with the three characters 水神宫 (Shui Shen Gong - Water God Palace) written on it in a messy manner.
Although the distance was not short, Chen Fan still felt a sense of familiarity.
“I feel like I’ve seen those words on the plaque somewhere!”
Looking at the furious River God, Chen Fan didn’t care about the familiar feeling.
He took a step forward, clasped his fists in a friendly gesture.
“River Lord, greetings, I am Chen Fan from Zhaojia Village, I summoned you today, I have something to discuss!”
The catfish River God's already black fish face turned three shades darker.
The catfish River God glowed, a fish-headed man with scales appeared.
Then the fish-headed man turned his head, looking at the Water God Palace, which was in ruins from the surging river water.
His eyes, looking at Chen Fan, had already started to turn bloodshot.
Chen Fan understood his meaning without him needing to say a word.
Chen Fan "…”
“Ah, this, River Lord, don’t worry about those details.
I came here today because I have important matters to discuss with you!”
Looking at the sincere Chen Fan, the fish-headed River God grinned, revealing a mouthful of fangs.
A loach demon beside the River God leaped out, his steel fork aimed directly at Chen Fan’s forehead.
“Important matters? Your important matters today are to offer your flesh and blood to satisfy our Lord’s hunger!”
The surging waves, the river water acting as a push, sent the loach demon forward to Chen Fan.
Zhang Tian Shou’s eyebrows furrowed, killing intent flashing in her eyes.
“How dare you disrespect Sir, die!”
霞光 (Xia Guang) flew, the sword sang.
Chen Fan only saw a cold light flash before his eyes, the loach demon was instantly cut in half.
The crimson blood mixed with the innards scattered, falling into the river with a few plops.
For a moment, the entire Qing Shui River fell silent.
The few little demons behind the River God, all retreated in fear.