Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Making a Name, Earning a Fortune_1
A handsome Taoist approached the Seven-Star Lamp and thrust his Peach Wood Sword into the extinguished wick with force.
A tiny spark flew out and landed on the wick.
Unfortunately, the wick merely emitted a puff of white smoke and failed to ignite.
Lin Ziyu was baffled; with his current level of Daoist practice, lighting the lamp with Peach Wood True Fire should have been a piece of cake!
Why didn’t the lamp light up even though the spark had flown out?
He was Taoist Master Xuanqing’s eldest disciple, the senior-most among his fellow apprentices.
Being unable to light the Seven-Star Lamp in front of his master and junior apprentices, was incredibly embarrassing.
To the dismay of the proud master, his most accomplished disciple had faltered, causing Taoist Master Xuanqing to lose face.
He bulged his eyes, wider than an ox’s, and glared at Lin Ziyu, demanding, "What happened?"
"Master, I..."
"What ’I’? Hurry up and light the lamp! Haven’t you seen the other four lamps flickering too? The Seven-Star Lamp corresponds to the Big Dipper, each affecting the others; with one extinguished, the rest also suffer. And now three have already gone out. Hurry, light them all up!"
Lin Ziyu, holding the Peach Wood Sword, resumed his attempts to pierce the wick.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
He stabbed thrice in succession, each time the sparks flying from the tip of his sword were bigger than the last.
Falling onto the wick, the resulting white smoke became thicker with each attempt.
But, regrettably, the wick still failed to catch fire.
Lin Ziyu could only grit his teeth and continue poking at it.
He stabbed until he was drenched in sweat, his body became weak, and finally, he collapsed onto the ground, utterly exhausted.
Not only did he fail to light the three extinguished lamps, but the remaining four that were still burning were also fading fast.
"Useless!" Taoist Master Xuanqing cursed.
Then, wielding his Ghost-slaying Sword, he pierced the wick. A flame burst from the tip of the sword and fell onto the wick.
A master is indeed a master, possessing much greater magical powers than his disciples. The disciples struck sparks, but the master produced a burst of flames.
But it was to no avail.
This fierce blaze failed to light the wick.
Instead, it summoned a demonic wind that extinguished the remaining four lamps altogether.
Taoist Master Xuanqing was shocked!
This?
What was happening?
However, Taoist Master Xuanqing had seen his share of extraordinary scenes.
Even with panic lurking inside, his face remained composed in the midst of chaos.
The extinguished lamps began emitting strands of black smoke from their wicks.
The smoke swirled together, eventually taking the form of a figure.
It opened its wide mouth and bit towards the neck of Lin Ziyu, who was slumped on the ground.
"How dare you, vile creature, attack my disciple?"
Taoist Master Xuanqing roared, lifting the Ghost-slaying Sword and slashing at the shadow.
"Ah!"
The shadow screamed as it was cleaved in two.
It vanished into thin air.
This scene was clearly witnessed by everyone present.
Various internet live streamers broadcasted the whole process of Taoist Master Xuanqing slaying the ghost through their cameras.
"The Taoist Master is mighty and majestic, 666!"
"Marry a man like Taoist Master Xuanqing!"
"Taoist Master Xuanqing, I want to have your little monkeys!"
...
Whether it was the crowd on the scene or the viewers in the live stream, they were all cheering for Taoist Master Xuanqing.
Just one sword had attracted so many crazed fans.
Taoist Master Xuanqing, who had never enjoyed such treatment, suddenly felt like he was on top of the world.
Who wouldn’t like the feeling of being adored by thousands?
To become famous overnight and be known everywhere.
Taoist Master Xuanqing made a sudden decision.
He walked over to Lin Ziyu and said, "Take a few junior brothers, pull out your phones, and open a live stream on behalf of Five Tiger Mountain. Broadcast the whole process of your master slaying ghosts tonight, from every angle, in all its glory. The gifts received in the live stream will serve as funds for Five Tiger Mountain. It can be used to repair the Merit Store or to gild a statue for our ancestors. Tonight, your master will definitely make Five Tiger Mountain renowned!"
Taoist Master Xuanqing’s move left Qin Feng speechless.
He shook his head and sighed softly.
"Ah..."
"What’s the matter? Why the sigh?" Xue Xiaochan asked curiously.
"Cultivators should have purified senses and be indifferent to fame and fortune. Taoist Master Xuanqing is actually getting his disciples to live stream his ghost-slaying? That’s like carrying a lantern in an outhouse—he’s asking for trouble!"
"Purified senses? Are yours purified?"
"Of course, they are!"
"Purified, my foot! Your dog brain thinks about that broken matter every day!"
"It’s exactly because my senses are purified that I think of that matter! And besides, haven’t I always thought about doing it with you, my wife?"
"Buzz off!"
Xue Xiaochan lightly punched Qin Feng and stopped paying attention to him.
Both of their gazes returned to the center of the Taoist temple.
By this time, Lin Ziyu had arranged for eight junior brothers to start the live stream from eight different positions.
As for Lin Ziyu himself, he stayed in the center of the Taoist temple, ready to capture close-up shots.
The originally well-set Eighteen Demon-Slaying Formation had naturally become a bit of a mess with this new development.
The entire formation was riddled with holes so that any slightly powerful ghost could break through from any position.
It could leave the Taoists inside tumbling and scrambling, utterly defeated.
The meddling Qin Feng couldn’t help but shout at Taoist Master Xuanqing, "If you’re going to perform an exorcism, do it properly. What’s with this live streaming? You spent all that effort to set up the Eighteen Demon-Slaying Formation. By doing this, you’ve turned it into something unrecognizable.
Look at your Eighteen Demon-Slaying Formation, it’s full of holes everywhere. How can it trap fierce ghosts? How can it kill fierce ghosts? Let alone fierce ghosts, even a minor ghost could move through your formation as if it were a free market."
"You, a mere mortal, what right do you have to criticize me? My Eighteen Demon-Slaying Formation may look loose, but that’s just on the surface. In reality, it’s as solid as a fortress! The moment a fierce ghost enters, it will immediately be exterminated by me! They won’t even find an exit!"
Of course, Taoist Master Xuanqing knew that the formation had been thrown into complete disarray for the sake of live streaming.
But he didn’t care.
He believed in his own skills, and even more in the Ghost-slaying Sword in his hand.
If a fierce ghost dared to appear before him, he would slay it with a single sword!A disheveled female ghost emerged from the lake.
Her body was soaking wet, and she was pregnant.
Around her neck was a deep strangulation mark.
Wen Wenjing?
Qin Feng recognized her at a glance.
That night at the villa, Xue Xiaochan had seen Wen Wenjing, so she naturally recognized her too.
Curious, she asked Qin Feng, "Why is it her?"
"Because she harbors deep resentment! Among the fierce ghosts of Moon Lake, Wen Wenjing should be considered quite powerful. Mage Zhikong sending only her is enough to leave Taoist Master Xuanqing wetting himself in fear, crying for his daddy and mommy."
