This Taoist Master is too Frivolous - Chapter 450

Chapter 450: Chapter 315: Breakthrough, Is the Miraculous Golden Elixir About to be Formed?

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2023, September 17th, Lunar July 29th.

Noon.

It’s been a month since the beginning of autumn, but the weather in Wu City is still scorching hot.

The sky is blue, with no clouds in sight, and the sun hangs overhead like a giant furnace.

On the street, there are cars and pedestrians coming and going, and girls wearing cool summer clothes riding electric bikes hurriedly pass by, their skirts fluttering in the wind, attracting the attention of some single men.

Hum!

The void trembles.

In the middle of the road, three figures suddenly appear.

“Wow, is this the human world?”

Xie Xun looks up at the sky, opens his arms in an embracing pose, and exclaims, “The sun in the human world is so bright… ”

Beep beep beep beep!!!

Screech!

Thud…

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At the next moment, a speeding taxi comes rushing over. It honks the horn frantically, slams on the brakes… but ultimately fails to stop in time, and crashes into Xie Xun.

Xie Xun’s body is sent flying and lands heavily a dozen meters away, his head rolling into the green belt!

This sudden turn of events leads to a series of rear-end collisions behind it, and the sound of car horns suddenly fills the scene!

“……”

Xu Yang, watching this scene, can’t help but sigh, “That kid… does he even know traffic rules? But I have to admit, the taxis in Wu City do drive a bit fast.”

“It’s normal for Young Master Xie to not know traffic rules since it’s his first time in the human world.”

Liu Shishi laughs.

She and Xu Yang, the moment they returned to the human world, noticed the traffic conditions around them, and managed to dodge and step aside. They thought Xie Xun would catch up, but he ended up standing in the middle of the road “embracing the sun”.

At this moment, the taxi driver, trembling, gets out of the car.

He looks at the headless corpse in front of him, his body shaking, and with shaky legs, he sits down on the ground.

Some women in the crowd, seeing the headless corpse, cover their eyes and scream, then take out their phones to record the scene…

“Damn it!”

At this moment-

Xie Xun’s body sits up suddenly.

He fumbles around his neck with both hands, his abdominal cavity vibrating, and curses, “Where’s my head? Who saw my head?”

The onlookers: “…..”

“It’s here, Xie Xun, your head is here.”

At this moment, Xu Yang’s voice comes.

He finds Xie Xun’s head in the green belt, grabs it by the hair, and calls out, “Xie Xun, heads up!”

Thump!

He kicks the head back with one foot.

But the force is a tad too strong, causing the head to shatter like a watermelon.

“Ah, that… ”

Xu Yang is stunned, and then awkwardly says, “Haha… well, Xie Xun, your head is a bit fragile. Here, you just grow another one.”

Seeing this, Xie Xun can only urge the Yin energy to grow another head from his neck.

“Holy sh*t!”

The onlookers back away, and some children start to cry.

Seeing this, Xu Yang quickly steps forward and shouts, “Everyone, don’t be afraid… he’s not a human, he’s a ghost. It’s normal for him to grow a new head.”

The onlookers are even more frightened, and soon the congested street clears out. Even the cars involved in the accident don’t bother contacting their insurance companies and flee.

Xu Yang pulls Xie Xun up and says, “Xie Xun, you have to obey traffic rules in the human world, unlike the underworld. Once you learn how to use a smartphone, download a Driving Test Manual and study it.”

Xie Xun twists his newly grown head, obediently saying, “You just arrange it, Uncle Xu.”

Bringing Xie Xun to the funeral home-

Xu Yang calls Ma Xiaotiao over and says, “This is the inspector sent by the underworld. You arrange a hotel for him. I just came back from the underworld and still have urgent matters to deal with.”

After making the arrangements-

Xu Yang and Liu Shishi return home.

At home, all his wives are present.

The women are delighted at the return of Xu Yang and Liu Shishi.

“Husband, you’re back?”

“Did sister Shishi break through?”

After exchanging pleasantries-

Xu Yang asks, “Nothing happened in Wu City while I was away, right?”

“With us here, nothing much happened in Wu City,”

Yue Qiluo says, “But in Silver City… it’s said that the night before last, the Ghost Realm formed by the City God Temple site expanded by 500 meters overnight, causing a huge impact. Some residential buildings were even swallowed.”

“Also, in various parts of Da Xia, things are not looking good.”

“Spiritual tidal waves have formed in the deep mountains and old forests, birthing a large number of monsters and malevolent beings… Some powerful demons have awakened from their slumber. It is said that in the Fusang Kingdom, they encountered an attack from an eight-headed serpent, which is very similar to Yamata no Orochi, their sacred deity. It caused a huge tsunami, and one of the islands of the Island Nation was submerged.”

“In addition, some countries and regions at the edge of the Amazon rainforest and those near tropical rainforests have also been attacked by monsters to varying degrees.”

Hearing this, Xu Yang quickly pulls out his phone to check the news.

As Yue Qiluo said, the situation in various countries has changed dramatically.

Many powerful monsters and malevolent beings have begun to awaken slowly… In addition, the changes that occurred during the Ghost Festival that night have led to the formation of spiritual tidal waves in some deep mountains and old forests, rapidly catalyzing a batch of powerful monsters, Yin spirits, and malevolent beings.

Things are alright within the borders of Da Xia.

With Wang Hou in charge and the Spirits Management Bureau training a lot of personnel over the years-

Apart from that, there are also major clans and Daoist organizations.

Not to mention that some of Da Xia’s clans and Daoist organizations are secretly cooperating with the Spirits Management Bureau. Even without cooperation, these clans, Daoist organizations, and families would sweep the snow in front of their own doors, at least ensuring the safety of their territories and domains.