This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

146 Chapter 126: Little Daoist, How Do You Want to Die?

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“The talisman brush and talisman paper are prepared props, so naturally, you can choose them.”

The master from Zongsheng Palace glanced at the time on his phone and said, “However, there are less than 30 minutes left before the third assessment officially begins. I’m afraid there won’t be enough time to draw talismans… Perhaps Master Xu can consider other tools?”

It was already 11:30 pm.

The third assessment of the Daoist Conference, the “Ghost Catching Competition,” would officially begin at midnight.

According to the competition’s rules, each participant could choose two tools.

The Thousand-year-old Thunderstruck Peachwood Sword was a must-have, and every cultivator participating in the competition, apart from Xu Yang, had to prepare one. Other items, such as chicken blood and black dog blood, were up to individual preferences.

As for drawing talismans on the spot with a talisman brush and talisman paper like Xu Yang?

Not a single cultivator participating in the competition chose this option.

It’s not that there were no master talisman artists among them. Some disciples of Daoist sects had been stuck at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm for decades and could not “Enter the Dao Realm.” Naturally, they would study other things.

But even these so-called “talisman masters” couldn’t guarantee that they could complete a talisman in just twenty minutes.

After all, drawing talismans isn’t as simple as copying.

If it were that easy, wouldn’t photocopying be even faster?

To unleash the full power of a Daoist talisman, Xu Yang would have to infuse his essence, energy, and spirit into it as he drew. Some powerful talismans, like the “Wulei Talisman” and the “Suppress Evil and Break Malevolent Energies Talisman,” even required an infusion of one’s own Dao rhyme and the power of the Great Dao!

Moreover, drawing talismans required completing the process in a single breath. Once these powers were infused, the slightest distraction would render the talisman useless!

This is the main reason why many “talisman masters” can only create a few dozen or even just over a dozen talismans a day.

But Xu Yang was different.

He learned to draw talismans from the Divine Ascension Scripture. He was able to complete a talisman on his first day of learning and continued to improve over time. When he began drawing talismans, he would enter a unique state, undisturbed by outside factors.

This was innate talent.

It was something others couldn’t learn.

Perhaps this was the ancient saying, “When Heaven closes a door, it opens a window!”

His cultivation talent wasn’t great, but his talent for drawing talismans was better – which seemed quite reasonable, right?

Xu Yang picked up the cinnabar ink and talisman brush, focused completely on his work, and began drawing talismans in front of everyone.

Everyone’s eyes turned to him.

As they watched, Xu Yang started drawing a talisman, and then… whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, like a flowing dragon and snake, a “Diamond Talisman” was completed in just around ten seconds.

The entire process was smooth, without the slightest pause or tremor from the brush tip, looking incredibly silky.

Setting aside the completed Diamond Talisman, Xu Yang picked up the brush and began drawing the second talisman.

Again, it took about ten seconds to complete a “Movement Talisman.”

It took him another ten or so seconds to complete the third talisman – a “Divine Strength Talisman”!

The watching masters all wore expressions of disbelief, while the competitors behind them had numb faces…

What the hell?!

One talisman every ten seconds?

Are you a printer or what?

It’s not even worth competing… they might as well just give the championship to Xu Yang. Yes, there have been cases of competitors breaking through to the realm of Daoism during the Daoist Conference, but they’ve only just “entered Dao,” and may not necessarily be stronger than others in other aspects.

Let’s not even mention Xu Yang’s “Thunder Breakthrough” – now he’s drawing talismans like a printer. How can they even begin to compare?

But Xu Yang, immersed in drawing talismans, paid no heed to what others were saying.

Due to time constraints, he only drew 50 talismans before stopping. He then took out the “Supreme Purification Seal” and stamped each talisman, finally putting them away one by one.

“That’s not fair!”

“This is unjust!”

One of the competitors raised a protest.

“Master Xu broke through during the Conference, which does not violate the rules,” a member of the Zongsheng Palace patiently explained.

A competitor pointed at Xu Yang and said, “But he’s also carrying a private Daoist artifact, the seal he just used… According to the rules, private Daoist artifacts are not allowed in the Daoist Conference!”

As soon as these words were spoken, before anyone from the Zongsheng Palace could respond, Xu Yang gave the speaker a cold look.

“Which sect do you belong to?”

The man who spoke appeared to be in his late twenties. With Xu Yang’s gaze on him, he felt a bit nervous, but with so many people present, he couldn’t show weakness. He said, “I am a true disciple of Yuanxuan Daoist Temple… I’m not wrong, is that seal not a Daoist artifact?”

“You’re from Yuanxuan Daoist Temple?”

Xu Yang gave Master Huang an inscrutable look. Seeing that Master Huang didn’t object, Xu Yang chuckled coldly and retrieved the “Supreme Purification Seal” with a flip of his hand.

He activated his Daoist skills, causing the “Supreme Purification Seal” to emit a faint Daoist light, floating above his palm.

He ignored the disciple from Yuanxuan Daoist Temple and asked Master Huang, “Does Master Huang covet this seal?”

“How can you say that, Master Xu?”

Master Huang quickly waved his hand and said, “The Supreme Purification Seal is a treasure passed down in your Jingming Sect, symbolizing the position of the Heavenly Master… How could I dare to want it?”

“Then why did you sneak into my room?”

Xu Yang sneered, “And now you’re having your disciple cause trouble here?”

“All?”

Panic flashed in Master Huang’s eyes. He defended himself, “Master Xu, when have I ever snuck into your room? As for the disciple, he spoke on his own, and it has nothing to do with me…”

As he spoke, his face darkened, and he scolded the disciple who had spoken up: “Shut up, Song Qingshan, Master Xu has already entered the Dao, don’t you think he would cheat using the Supreme Purification Seal?”

“The Supreme Purification Seal is a treasure of the Jingming Sect’s inheritance, how can it be handed over?”

The disciple nodded obediently and stopped talking.

Xu Yang’s eyes flashed, and he looked at Master Huang coldly.

This damn fellow, what are the hidden intentions in his words…?

It’s true that bringing the “Supreme Purification Seal” into the competition is against the rules, but people with clear eyes should be able to see… In this “Qi Refining Group” competition, Xu Yang’s strength is unmatched.

Even with bare hands, others probably couldn’t beat him.

Moreover, Xu Yang had already brought out the Thousand-year-old Thunderstruck Peachwood Sword and two bags of Daoist talismans… The remaining “Supreme Purification Seal” should not be forcefully requested since it’s not just a Daoist artifact.

Even if he brought it out, the “examiners” on the scene and the people from Zongsheng Palace would not dare to accept it!

Back then, how many people died or were injured in the “doctrine dispute” between the Lu Shan Sect and the Jingming Sect?

Not to mention the “Entering Dao Realm” at their level, even Divine Transcendence Realms have fallen… Other than the reputation of being the orthodox heir of “Miraculous Salvation True Lord Miaoji Celestial Master Xu”, isn’t the goal of the so-called Supreme Purification Seal?

“Alright, it’s 4 minutes to midnight, all participants, prepare to enter the examination venue.”

Maoshan’s “Master Morris” said, covering up the matter.

He stepped forward, called over the few Maoshan disciples participating in the exam, and instructed, “This time in the ghost-catching competition, focus on participation. You don’t have to go all out.”

The disciples subconsciously looked at Xu Yang and nodded.

Master Morris came to Xu Yang and whispered, “Master Xu, don’t mind him. People with the surname Huang have a great relationship with Lin Chaosheng, and the Yuanxuan Daoist Temple is built in Yue Province, which is very close to the Lu Shan Sect… Including the Yuanxuan Daoist Temple’s master, besides being the chairman of the Xiangjiang Daoist Association, he studied in the Lu Shan Sect in his early years.”

“So that’s how it is.”

Xu Yang suddenly realized.

No wonder that fellow surnamed Huang was targeting him…

Suddenly.

Midnight arrived.

The Yin energy in the school seemed to have become denser at this moment. Shadows of ghosts floated around, and indistinct eerie wailing sounds could be heard.

It was the sound of the Yin wind blowing.

“In the deep night, when humans are asleep, ghosts come to find food. The ghost-catching competition lasts for one hour, and one hour later, the one who catches the most ghosts wins. Everyone… begin!”

The people from the Zongsheng Palace spoke loudly.

Then, they opened the school’s door.

One by one, the Daoist disciples entered the school.

Hearing this, Xu Yang couldn’t help but frown…

Ghost-catching competition… Is it really about catching ghosts?

According to his original plan, he would rush in and kill a bunch of ghosts, then get a large reward for “releasing” them, but if it’s about catching ghosts… he would have to change his approach.

He casually walked in, the last one to enter the school.

As soon as he entered the school, he saw a disciple from Yuanxuan Daoist Temple holding a peachwood sword, fighting a fierce ghost. His Daoist skills were not weak, and soon the ghost was subdued.

During this time, a ball of flames suddenly appeared.

Xu Yang pointed and cast the “Fire Manipulation Skill” to burn the ghost directly. A system prompt sounded, “Ding! Ghost is scared, virtue value +20.”

“Ding! Congratulations, you have performed a meritorious service in delivering the soul. Reward: Virtue value +200.”

Xu Yang was taken aback.

It turns out that he can directly “kill” ghosts and get “scared” rewards in addition to “delivering” them… but it seems reasonable after thinking about it. After all-

Ghosts have emotions too.

They are about to die, so it’s natural to be afraid.

“What are you doing?”

The disciple of Yuanxuan Daoist Temple glared at Xu Yang, gritting his teeth. Xu Yang replied indifferently, “Don’t babble in front of me, or I’ll have you carried out.”

As he said this,

He rushed toward the three-story building inside.

This building was the school’s “Administrative Building”. From the outside, Xu Yang had noticed that the Yin energy inside was the heaviest, meaning there would be the most and strongest ghosts!

As soon as Xu Yang entered, an eerie wind blew past.

In the Yin wind, a ray of blood light appeared, transforming into a hideous and ugly female ghost with a cold and sinister laugh, “You’re finally here… You damned Daoists who cage us and use us as training capital for your disciples, but you never realized that I’ve secretly cultivated into the Red Robe Realm!”

Her eyes were filled with blood light.

She coldly looked at Xu Yang and laughed, “Little Daoist… tell me, how do you want to die?”

PS: The first update, I’ll eat some food and continue writing. The second update should be done around 9 PM!