This Taoist Master is too Frivolous - Chapter 342

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Having said that.

His tone turned cold, angrily saying, “Damn it, this is going too far… I already spared the Trickster Sect people a bit, and now they dare to go against my friends?”

Yet, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of curiosity in his heart.

It was true that Pang Sihua, the old man, had died.

As for the remaining middle-aged man, he was not even a martial arts grandmaster, and he did not possess any esoteric arts. Ma Long had already cultivated into a Yin deity and stepped into the Night Wandering Realm, equivalent to the level of a red-robed fierce ghost. How had the man managed to capture Ma Long’s Yin deity?

This…

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Even if he had captured it, he shouldn’t be able to defeat Ma Long’s Yin deity, right?

Upon seeing Xu Yang’s anger, the ghosts who were queuing up to receive their “passing money” trembled with fear. After providing Xu Yang with another wave of merit, they dispersed into the streets.

Carrying Ma Long’s physical body back to the shop, Xu Yang sat cross-legged and called out to Ma Xiaotiao, “Help me protect my body while I let my primordial spirit out and search.”

Swish!

Immediately after, a warm breeze swept up.

In the next moment, Xu Yang had let his primordial spirit out, rushing out of the funeral shop and flying into the night sky!

Upon entering the Divine Transcendence Realm with the rules of the Thunderbolt, Xu Yang had once received a “heaven-given divine power.” His sea of consciousness had transformed into a sea of thunderbolts.

However…

This sea of thunderbolts had been absorbed by his primordial spirit.

As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are closely related.

Although Xu Yang no longer had the “heaven-given divine power,” he was fortunate enough to have a primordial spirit of pure Yang as a result of this misfortune!

As his primordial spirit took flight and soared high above, he looked down upon Wu City, taking in the entire landscape.

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Xu Yang saw a powerful “blood qi rainbow” within the office building of the Wu City Spirits Management Bureau. The force was familiar, most likely belonging to Feng Zhaoqing.

There was also a slightly weaker blood qi force, which should belong to Bai Wei.

As for Wang Lin and other members of the Supernatural Affairs Bureau, their blood qi was more potent than ordinary people, but still significantly weaker than Bai Wei and Feng Zhaoqing.

Observing his surroundings, he quickly noticed that in a restaurant only a few streets away from the funeral shop, there was a powerful blood qi force and a strong “Yin energy” permeating.

“That Yin energy should be the aura emitted by Ma Long’s Yin deity.”

“That blood qi force is stronger than Feng Zhaoqing, probably around the late stage of the Innate Realm.”

Xu Yang was startled.

Was it Pang Sihua?

Could it be that the bastard wasn’t dead?

With a flicker of thought, Xu Yang’s primordial spirit transformed into a warm breeze and flew towards the hotel.

At this moment.

Inside the hotel, Pang Sihua and Guan Yun were hugging their mobile phones, browsing the martial world forum for some martial world news… Initially, Pang Sihua didn’t believe a single word Ma Long said, but upon seeing the shocking “major event news” on the martial world forum, he became dumbfounded.

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Especially Guan Yun.

He was almost in tears, throwing away his mobile phone and grabbing Pang Sihua’s hand, wailing, “Uncle master… Uncle master, what should we do? We’ve kicked an iron plate this time… How about we return the soul of the Wu girl and kowtow to apologize to Master Xu? I’m sure Master Xu has magnanimity and will spare us!”

“Shut up!”

Pang Sihua scolded.

As an elder and the Iron Claw Eagle King whose name was known throughout New Mateland, how could he kowtow and apologize to a junior?

With a turn of his eyes, he glanced at Ma Long and coldly said, “In Xu Yang’s eyes, I am already a dead man… As long as we kill this little black fatty and leave Wu City overnight, he might not think it was me!”

Having said that.

His late-stage Innate Realm aura suddenly burst forth, the murderous intent emanating from his entire body. In a deep voice, he said, “Little black fatty… Don’t blame this old man for being merciless. If anything, blame Xu Yang for involving you!”

Swish!

He clawed at the air, and then, with red eyes, threw a series of combination punches at the air, saying to the air, “Little black fatty, remember, the one who killed you is none other than the Iron Claw Eagle King… Guan Yun, let’s go!”

Guan Yun: “…”

His eyes widened as he looked at his uncle master and then at the unharmed little black fatty floating in the room. A look of horror gradually appeared on his face.

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He saw Xu Yang.

Xu Yang’s figure, like a ghost, emerged from the void and stood behind Pang Sihua.

“Uncle master… What’s wrong with my uncle master?”

He asked shakily.

“Yeah, what’s wrong with this old guy?”

Ma Long was also shocked, “He just tried to kill me, and I was scared to death… But why did he only perform a set of boxing techniques in the air?”

Xu Yang smiled, “He’s currently in a dream I’ve woven for him… In the dream, he’s already killed you.”

“A dream?”

Both Ma Long and Guan Yun were stunned.

Xu Yang continued, “In the dream, he has already escaped from the world… but in his family and relationships, he has encountered some problems, which is why he’s feeling hopeless and wants to commit suicide.”

As soon as the words left his mouth…

“Ahhhh!”

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Pang Sihua stared blankly ahead, letting out a wretched roar, “What’s the point of living… I might as well die!”

And then.

He grabbed his head.

His hands grasped with force…

Crack!

His neck was twisted, and Pang Sihua completely turned into a corpse, falling to the ground with a thud.

A late Innate Realm master of esoteric arts actually… ended his life in a dream!

Hearing about such an event might only be shocking, but it’s only when you witness it firsthand that you can fully understand its terror!

Seeing this scene, Guan Yun’s pupils contracted sharply, and his legs gave way as he knelt on the ground, crying, “Master Xu, spare me…”

Xu Yang looked at Guan Yun indifferently, calmly saying, “Give me a reason to spare your life.”

“I…I have money!”

Guan Yun got anxious, his thoughts racing, and in a panic, he said, “I can give you all my money and assets… Oh, and the inheritance… our Trickster Sect used to be one of Da Xia’s greatest esoteric sects, with countless esoteric techniques and circus tricks. I can give you all of them!”

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“My Guan lineage used to be one of the three core lineages of the Trickster Sect. Among our inheritance are already lost ancient circus tricks like the Divine Immortal Rope…”

“And…And!”

“My uncle master is the head of the Pang Clan’s lineage. He must be carrying the Pang Clan’s lineage inheritance!”

As he knelt on the ground, he staggered to Xu Yang’s side, trying to hold onto Xu Yang’s thigh… but ended up grasping at air!

Xu Yang was currently in his primordial spirit state, and if he didn’t want to be grabbed, Guan Yun naturally couldn’t grab him.

Meanwhile, Guan Yun continued, “Also, the girl surnamed Wu… our Trickster Sect’s supreme secret, the Wordless Heavenly Book, is on her body. My ancestors left a testament that whoever obtains the Wordless Heavenly Book can comprehend the red dust and ascend to immortality!”

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