This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

Chapter 82: Chapter 80: Forgot where my own grave is!

Translator: 549690339

“Ding!”

“Merit Points -500, Wulei Rules +1.”

A string of data popped up on the system attribute panel.

“Does Wulei Rules consume so many merit points?”

Xu Yang was taken aback.

He had previously used merit points to upgrade the “Water Manipulation Skill”, consuming 50 points of merit to gain “Water Manipulation Skill +1”.

But now, “Wulei Rules +1” consumed ten times more merit points!

Before he had time to complain, Xu Yang’s face changed.

He felt his internal organs as if they were struck by electricity, a sharp pain instantly hit him, making him almost faint, faint arcs of electricity flickered on his body.

At this moment, Xu Yang seemed to have the ability to “look inward”.

He “saw” those faint arcs of electricity refining his five viscera, causing them to undergo a unique change.

Xu Yang had an enlightening insight in his heart.

If he were to practice “Wulei Rules” step by step, he would first have to refine his five internal organs to give birth to “Innate Qi”, and then gather the five Qis into one, in order to practice “Wulei Rules”.

It is a long process.

He couldn’t practice it even before entering the Innate Realm.

Nevertheless, under the effect of the system, Xu Yang directly used the power of “adding points” to accelerate and advance the process.

The unbearable pain quickly disappeared.

In its place came a tingling and comforting feeling.

About ten seconds later, the faint arcs on Xu Yang’s body had completely disappeared.

Once again, he had an idea in his mind.

“Ding!”

“Merit Points -500, Wulei Rules +1.”

This time, there was no longer any severe pain.

And the electrical arcs jumping on Xu Yang’s body looked somewhat bigger than before, flickering and crackling, even lighting the room in a purple glow.

“Ding!”

“Merit Points -500, Wulei Rules +1.”

“Ding…”

Spending all of his remaining 2000 merit points in one go, Xu Yang took a long breath when the arcs of electricity on his body disappeared, a sensation in his mind that he had “already practiced Wulei Rules for tens of years”.

He stood up and walked to the window.

Lifting a finger, he pointed into the void.

Crack!

A beam of lightning erupted from his fingertip, only to hear a dull thud. The lamppost on the roadside outside the funeral shop fell slowly, and the lightning did not dissipate but shot nearly a hundred meters into the night sky before dissipating.

Bang!

The loud noise from the lamppost’s falling disturbed the sleepers in the neighboring shop. Someone cursed: “What the hell is going on? Why does this damn lamppost keep breaking?”

Oh my!

Is the power of these Wulei Rules so great?

Xu Yang was shocked in his heart, he ran downstairs, picked up the lamppost, and moved it to the side of the road… After all, it was quite dangerous lying in the middle of the road.

After moving the lamppost to the side of the road and making sure no one would trip over it, Xu Yang returned to the funeral shop with satisfaction.

But he didn’t see that at this moment…

There was a jeep parked in the darkness by the roadside.

In the jeep, Wang Lin’s mouth was wide open, his jaw almost dropping to the ground.

Even Bai Wei, who was known as the “Iceberg Beauty”, was full of shock at this moment.

“Feng… Captain Feng…”

It took Wang Lin a while to come to his senses, muttered: “Did you see it clearly?”

Captain Feng enunciated each word, solemnly saying: “The rules of Thunder…”

“Impossible!”

Bai Wei exclaimed, “The Daoist rules of thunder are extremely profound, even those in the realm of Daoism rarely able to master it. How could Xu Yang, who is only at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm, possibly master the rules of Thunder?”

But Captain Feng trusts his own judgment.

With a glare, he scolded: “What do you mean? Are you questioning your captain? What have you two been doing? Xu Yang’s Thunder magic, is no less than that of a Dao realm… And you tell me he’s only in the sixth level of the Qi refining realm?”

Wang Lin and Bai Wei exchanged glances and fell into self-doubt.

Could it be…

Did they really misjudge?

But Master Xu had personally admitted that he was in the Qi Refining Realm six… Could he be hiding his light under a bushel and concealing himself?

After all, the dispute over the Daoist succession between the Jingming Sect and the Lu Shan Sect was quite severe… Perhaps he was worried about being targeted by the people from Lu Shan Sect for being too outstanding?

Thinking this way, Wang Lin felt relieved. Nodding his head, he made a look of sudden enlightenment and asked: “Captain Feng, what should we do? Should 1 go down and knock on the door?”

“Knock your head!”

Captain Feng scolded: “Who goes to visit people in the middle of the night?

Now let’s go eat some lamb offal, then go back to the station… Wait until tomorrow, I’ll come to pay a formal visit to Master Xu.”

Although he had not met Xu Yang yet, Captain Feng’s appellation had subtly changed.

The jeep turned around and quickly left.

Back in the funeral shop, Xu Yang was unaware of all this.

At this moment, he was studying the “Wulei Rules” he had just learned.

“The rules of Thunder, which are known as the most powerful Daoist skill, are indeed impressive. I’ve only upgraded four times, and its power is already many times greater than the Fire Manipulation Skill…”

Of course.

The drawback is quite evident.

Implementing the Wulei Rules is extremely taxing on one’s spiritual power.

Xu Yang made an estimate and figured that with his abilities at the eighth level in the Qi Refining Realm, he could at most deploy three Wulei Rules before depleting all his spiritual power.

“It looks like I need to hurry and earn some more merit points…”

“Even if it’s not enough to level up, having some in reserve to recover spiritual power in emergencies will work wonders.”

He went to the living room.

Seeing Yang Yin fiddling with the computer, he leaned in and whispered, “Yang Yin, can I ask you something?”

Yang Yin: “Huh?”

Xu Yang asked with a mischievous grin, “Do you know about the technique of spiritual intercourse?”

Swish!

Yang Yin immediately blushed and lowered her head, refusing to look at Xu Yang. She timidly replied, “Master Xu, I’ve heard of the technique of spiritual intercourse, but I don’t understand it… you… you should ask Shishi, she is the Ghost King. She’s seen a lot and knows a lot; she must know how.”

Xu Yang then turned to Liu Shishi. Before he could open his mouth, Liu Shishi rebuked, “Humph, you shameless scoundrel!”

Xu Yang had to change his approach and said, “Shishi, Yang Yin, the night is long, why don’t we play a game together?”

On second thought, if they can’t engage in spiritual intercourse, they could play hide and seek, maybe that would earn him some merit points.

“Huh?”

Yang Yin clearly misunderstood. Her face turned even redder as she whispered, “If Shishi is playing, I’ll play too.”

“Shameless!”

Liu Shishi rolled her eyes.

She ignored Xu Yang any further.

Helpless, Xu Yang returned to his room to practice his Daoist skills.

With his improved skills, Xu Yang realized that he needed far less sleep. Even when he stayed up late every night, he felt no fatigue but rather brimming with energy.

Before he knew it.

It was already broad daylight outside.

“Master Xu, breakfast is ready.”

Yang Yin called from the bedroom door.

As Yang Yin got more adept at her job, Xu Yang pretty much let her manage everything… who wouldn’t want a beautiful female ghost clerk in their store?

For one, she was pleasing to the eye. In her free time, he could flirt and tease her. That was a pleasant distraction, both physically and emotionally.

The best part? No salary needed!

After cleaning up, Xu Yang went outside, had his breakfast, and said, “By the way… now that you both have mobile phones, 1’11 get you some bank cards later. That way, it’ll be convenient for you to do any shopping.”

The trio – one human and two ghosts – enjoyed their breakfast, feeling just like a family.

Xu Yang then brought up Liu Shishi’s burial objects again.

Liu Shishi replied ambiguously, “In a few days, 1’11 take you to dig them up. What’s the rush?”

Seeing her evasive look, Xu Yang couldn’t help asking, “Did you forget where your grave is?”

Liu Shishi’s face flushed instantly; her voice raised a few decibels, “Nonsense, I’m the Ghost King, how could I forget where my grave is… simply… simply because times have changed, it’s been such a long time, and I was in a daze when I first woke up, drifting around… until I met you.”

Xu Yang chuckled.

That’s the same as forgetting, isn’t it?

Seeing Xu Yang gloat, Liu Shishi added, “My father once served as an official in the Shaanxi Provincial Government. The government office was in Changan City, where we lived… so my grave should be somewhere near Changan City. If I could revisit my old places, I’m sure I can find my grave.”

“I heard there are numerous tombs in Changan. You might unearth an ancient tomb by simply digging a hole or drilling a well.”

Xu Yang thought for a moment, then said, “It seems we need to plan a trip to Changan… This is a serious matter. If someone else accidentally uncovers your tomb and disturbs your remains, it could harm you.”

They were still talking.

When they heard a noise downstairs.

Xu Yang took a sip of soy milk, wiped his mouth, and descended to see Wang Lin, Bai Wei, and a middle-aged man in the store.

The middle-aged man looked haggard, giving off an unkempt, unsettled vibe.

Yet, Xu Yang felt a dangerous aura coming from him!

“So strong!”

Xu Yang’s eyes flickered as he made a silent assessment, “This guy isn’t far off from being a martial arts Grandmaster…”

“Master Xu!”

“Master Xu!”

Wang Lin and Bai Wei greeted him and introduced him to the newcomer, “This is Feng Zhaoqing, the Captain of Wu City Team at the Xi Xia station in our Spirits Management Bureau.”

So, it’s Captain Feng, I’ve heard a lot about you!”

Xu Yang stepped forward to meet him.

Feng Zhaoqing was also eyeing Xu Yang, sensing his presence in the eighth level of the Qi Refining Realm. He cursed under his breath…

That Wang Lin is so unreliable!

You call this the sixth level of Qi Refining Realm?

By the strength of his presence, he must have advanced to the eighth level of Qi Refining Realm a long while ago!

Immediately, Feng’s face turned into a smile. He shook hands with Xu Yang, making polite chatter, “I heard from Wang Lin about how great Master Xu was, and I didn’t believe it until I met you. You really are a luminary… It’s our city’s good fortune to have a Daoist master like you.”

“You flatter me. Captain Feng, you’ve been guarding Wu City for years, eliminating demons and capturing ghosts, and maintaining peace. You are the real hero of our city.”

The two engaged in a round of compliments, following which, Feng Zhaoqing got down to business.

His face grew serious as he began, “Master Xu, to be honest… In addition to paying my respects today, I also have a favor to ask.”

“Oh?”

Xu Yang turned curious, “What is it?”

“I would like to ask you, Master Xu, to help me deal with a zombie!”