This Taoist Master is too Frivolous - Chapter 335

Chapter 335: Chapter 232: Knowing who I am, do you still dare to talk to me in that tone?

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The young girl looked familiar.

But Xu Yang couldn’t remember where he had seen her before.

Exiting the bedroom, Ma Xiaotiao said, “Master, can you help save her?”

“This young girl has an unknown origin, and someone has taken away one of her souls. It’s obvious she’s from the martial world, and she must have enemies outside.”

Xu Yang glanced at Ma Xiaotiao and asked, “If saving her might cause you trouble… do you still want to save her?”

Ma Xiaotiao thought for a moment and shook his head, “Then, let’s not save her.”

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Xu Yang was testing his disciple’s character with a probing question and couldn’t help but press further when he heard Ma Xiaotiao’s answer. “Why not save her? Are you afraid of inviting trouble?”

Ma Xiaotiao shook his head again and said, “I’m not afraid of trouble for my worthless life… but I’m afraid it will cause trouble for Master.”

Xu Yang paused for a moment.

Then he patted Ma Xiaotiao’s head and laughed, “How could my disciple have a worthless life? As for trouble… I, as a master am not afraid of it at all. Since you want to save her, I will help you save her.”

“Really?”

Ma Xiaotiao was overjoyed and quickly bowed to express his gratitude, “Thank you, Master!”

“Why bother saying thank you between master and disciple?”

Xu Yang said: “Let’s go downstairs first. I’ll summon her soul back at midnight today.”

After going downstairs,

Xu Yang asked Ma Xiaotiao a few more questions.

Ma Xiaotiao answered truthfully, “She came to the shop yesterday around 1 pm. She looked very flustered and fainted on the floor as soon as she rushed in without even saying a word…”

Xu Yang said, “It seems that the person who took her soul is in Wu City.”

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“Master, how did you figure that out?”

As for his disciple’s doubts, Xu Yang naturally answered them all, “There are many ways to take someone’s soul with the skills of various martial arts, magic, and Daoist skills in the world… but they all need to be performed within a certain range.”

There was one more thing Xu Yang didn’t say.

If someone could indeed take someone’s soul from several hundred miles or even further away… then the person’s strength would be at least at the level of the “Spirit Refining Realm” of the Daoist sects!

After giving some guidance on Ma Xiaotiao’s cultivation, Xu Yang started practicing talisman drawing at the dining table on the second floor.

Ma Xiaotiao was puzzled and asked, “Master, aren’t you going home today?”

Without looking up, Xu Yang chuckled, “Since that person is in Wu City, he’s bound to come here. As the saying goes, a guest who comes is always welcomed… I, as the master, have to wait and receive them, don’t I?”

…

Meanwhile,

In a hotel in Wu City, only three streets away from Xu Yang’s funeral shop, an old man in black Tang suit walked out.

Behind him was a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a Rolex watch on his wrist. He had the demeanor of a successful businessman, but he was carrying an old wooden box.

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The wooden box had seen many years, and the outside was wrapped in pulp.

The middle-aged man followed the old man closely and said, “Uncle Master, you’ve just returned to the country and may not be familiar with the situation here… why don’t we think about it a little longer?”

The old man stopped, glanced at the middle-aged man, and said displeasedly, “Matters of the martial world should be handled within the martial world. This is the rule set by the Spirits Management Bureau. We’re not harming ordinary people, so would they still arrest us?”

“That wouldn’t happen,”

The old man continued, “Is there any taboo in Wu City?”

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, “No, there isn’t.”

“In that case, why wait any longer?”

The old man indifferently said, “Since the item is not on your master, it must be on that little girl… Now that I’ve taken her soul, I know exactly where she is. What’s there to worry about?”

The middle-aged man said, “I heard that there is a rising star in Wu City lately, called Xu Yang, the Northwest Hammer King. He is the disciple of Supreme Sage Qingxu of Jingming Sect, Xu Zhiyuan… According to the rules of the martial world, should we first greet him before we take the person in Wu City?”

The middle-aged man had heard of Xu Yang.

But obviously…

He had only heard of him and didn’t know much about his deeds, let alone the shocking event that happened in the martial world the day before!

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This was normal.

He and his uncle master had been busy chasing the girl these days, so where would they find time to pay attention to matters like martial world forums?

“Heh!”

The old man scoffed and said indifferently, “If Supreme Sage Qingxu, Xu Zhiyuan were still alive, I might be cautious… but his disciple, a mere junior, is not worthy of my visit.”

The two walked on.

Soon they arrived at the funeral shop.

As they entered, Ma Xiaotiao hurriedly greeted them and asked, “What can I do for you two?”

The old man ignored him and walked straight into the shop, while the middle-aged man glanced at Ma Xiaotiao, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, and asked, “A disciple of the Daoist sect?”

It had been over twenty days since Ma Xiaotiao began practicing the Divine Ascension Scripture. Although he hadn’t yet entered the third level of the Qi Refining Realm, he wasn’t far from it.

The fluctuations of the “magical power” he emitted naturally couldn’t be concealed from the middle-aged man.

Ma Xiaotiao’s face twitched slightly, remembering what Xu Yang had said earlier. He didn’t answer the middle-aged man’s question, but instead said, “You two must be here for someone, right? Please come in!”

The old man who had already entered the shop sneered, “Since you are from the Daoist sect, I won’t waste words… Hand over the little girl, and we will leave.”

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Before Ma Xiaotiao could speak, a voice came from upstairs —

“Why are you two in such a hurry?”

Xu Yang walked down from the staircase, smiled faintly, and said, “Since you are here, why not sit down and have some tea first? As for the young girl… She has a destiny with me, so I can’t hand her over to you!”

The moment Xu Yang sensed the two people, he suddenly remembered…

When he went to Xi’an to attend the “Daoist Skills Convention,” he had met a performer who dressed up like a turtle. He stayed in a local inn and had a chance encounter with the old man.

At that time, the girl was following the old man with a large suitcase.

The old man had detected the yin energy on Xu Yang’s body and warned him… but when he discovered the intense yin energy in the inn, he was scared off and ran away.

The auras of the two were very similar to that of the old man, indicating they were from the same sect.

“Hmm?”

The old man’s expression darkened.

He slightly lifted his eyelids, looked at Xu Yang, and said indifferently, “Young man, this is an internal matter of our Trickster Sect. Since you are a member of the martial world, you should know the rules of the martial world.”

Xu Yang went to the first floor, sat down in a chair with bold strides, and couldn’t help but laugh. “Martial world rules?”

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“According to the rules of the martial world, Wu City is my turf. You guys have come to my turf to take someone away, so you should at least pay your respects, right? Now you sneak into my shop to ask for someone without saying a word. Are you looking down on me?”

The old man’s face grew cold.

However, the middle-aged man reacted quickly, saying, “You are Xu Yang, the Northwest Hammer King?”

Xu Yang nodded.

The middle-aged man was about to say some polite words, but the old man waved his hand to stop him and sneered. “Even when Supreme Sage Qingxu Xu Zhiyuan was alive, he had to give me some face. You, a junior, dare to be arrogant in front of me?”

“…”

Xu Yang was stunned.

It took several seconds for him to react, and he said in astonishment, “You guys really know me?”

Without waiting for the two to speak, Xu Yang said again, “Since you know me, how dare you talk to me like that? Who gave you the courage?”

“Impudent!”

The old man shouted angrily and raised his hand to grab Xu Yang.

He was a senior member of the Trickster Sect who had traveled overseas years ago, making a name for himself in Southeast Asia, particularly in the “Chinese circles” of New Mateland. He was highly skilled in both performing tricks and the Eagle Claw Skill, so who wouldn’t give him some respect?

Now that he was being insulted by a younger man, if he didn’t teach him a lesson, how could he continue to be a part of the martial world?

As Yun Mengxi once said in Min Province…

When it comes to the martial world, saving face is the most important thing!

Swish!

The claw wind tore through the air, heading straight for Xu Yang.

Xu Yang sat motionless in his chair and slapped out with a backhand.

Palms met claws.

Crack!

The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out. The old man’s face changed, and he quickly retreated. When he looked at his right hand, he found that all five of his fingers had been broken.

“Uncle Master!”

The middle-aged man exclaimed in a low voice.

Before he could step forward, he saw Xu Yang, who was sitting in the chair, move and turn into an afterimage, appearing in front of the old man.

Thump!

A muffled sound came.

The old man’s body flew high into the air and landed on the street outside.

Beep beep beep beep!!!

The sound of a hurried horn rang out…Another muffled “thump,” and it was the old man who had been run over by a car in the street. Fortunately, this street had a lot of pedestrians, so the cars were moving slowly, and the old man’s cultivation wasn’t weak, so he wasn’t killed instantly.

Inside the funeral home.

Xu Yang sat back in his chair and looked at the middle-aged man, calmly saying, “Go, bring your uncle-master in.”

The middle-aged man was already terrified.

At this moment, his face and stomach were full of question marks!

This Xu Yang…

He was just a junior, but he was so powerful?

“Wasn’t it said that during the Daoist skills conference, he broke through his cultivation at a crucial moment, entered the Dao in a thunderous manner, and won the championship of the Qi Refining Realm in one fell swoop… Moreover, he has a great talent in the field of talismans?”

The middle-aged man was lost in thought as he walked out.

He knew that Xu Yang was quite good, but his understanding of Xu Yang was still limited to the “Daoist skills conference” stage. At that time, he was in the country and paid attention to the event because it was a big event in the martial world of Da Xia.

But that was it.

Instead, it was because of that Daoist skills conference that he found out about his “uncle-master’s” whereabouts, so he hurried to Southeast Asia to find his own uncle-master… During this time, he and his uncle-master had been dealing with his “uncle-master,” and he hadn’t paid attention to the major events going on in the martial world.

“Uncle master…”

By the time the middle-aged man walked out of the funeral home, a large crowd had already gathered outside.

The driver who had hit his uncle master was anxiously calling 120, and an old lady was pressing the old man’s chest, shouting, “Old brother, hold on… I’ve called 120, and they’re coming…”

Blurp…

Blurp…

Blood gushed from the corner of the old man’s mouth.

Then his eyes rolled up…

And he was gone!

“Uncle master!”

The middle-aged man let out a heartbreaking cry and pounced on the old man.

Ma Xiaotiao quickly ran out to check on the situation and then ran back inside, saying, “Master, the old man is dead.”

Xu Yang: “…”

He was a bit embarrassed. “I controlled my strength…that slap wasn’t enough to kill him, but he just happened to be hit by a car… Adding insult to injury, it’s normal for him to be dead.”

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