This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

Chapter 445: Chapter 311: That was close, almost broke through again!

“Huh?”

Xie Xun was utterly confused, he asked, “Uncle Xu, you made me go through so much trouble just to deliver this to the eighty-eight ghosts on the list? Why?”

“Don’t ask too many questions, just do it.”

Xu Yang repeatedly emphasized, “Remember, these Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talismans must be delivered secretly. You absolutely cannot let the ghosts discover your presence. If you’re not sure, go to the Underworld’s Bureau of Laws and ask Lord Cui for a master.”

Upon receiving the orders, Xie Xun immediately took off.

He was only a pinnacle Ghost King, yet most of the ghosts on the list were more powerful than him. Those that were well-known in the “Day Wandering Realm” for being able to cultivate divine powers were obviously not weak.

After leaving Xu Yang’s house, Xie Xun headed straight for the Underworld’s Bureau of Laws.

The underworld official who was dispatched by Lord Cui to watch Xie Xun also left with him.

Inside Xu Yang’s house.

Liu Shishi brought Xu Yang breakfast. Puzzled, she asked, “My husband, is this Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman really that powerful?”

Xu Yang laughed, “What Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman? I just made it up, it’s a fabricated name.”

“Huh?”

Liu Shishi was even more confused. She asked, “Then… why are you doing this, husband?”

Xu Yang drank a sip of wolfberry lotus seed porridge.

Xu Yang said, “These ghosts, all know the 72 Earth-Devil Skills. Their strength is not exceptionally strong. I want to learn from them and increase my understanding of the 72 Earth-Devil Skills. I can then quickly refine a divine power talisman, preparing myself for the cultivation of the Daoist Golden Elixir.”

…

Meanwhile.

Xie Xun hurried to the Underworld’s Bureau of Laws.

Little did he know that the official assigned to “watch” him would be faster in providing Lord Cui with the information.

Just as Xie Xun arrived at the front gate of the Underworld’s Bureau of Laws, the official walked up to him and asked, “Are you Inspector Xie Xun? Lord Cui already knows of your arrival. He commanded me to assist you.”

Being addressed as “Inspector” made Xie Xun immensely happy.

He quickly said, “Truly Lord Cui is wise and foresighted, I am in awe…”

Xie Xun produced five “Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talismans”, saying, “Mister, could you kindly deliver these? The names are already marked by my Uncle Xu.”

“Also, I have this list. The information on it was produced by Uncle Xu with the help of Lord Cui using the Book of Life and Death.”

That Ghost official, being highly capable, naturally had an excellent memory.

With a single sweep of his eyes, he memorized all the information on the list. Then he reached out to take the five “Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talismans”, his form vanishing into a stream of green smoke.

Xie Xun promptly returned to Xu Yang’s house, saying, “Uncle Xu, Lord Cui has sent a master, he has gone to deliver the talismans. What shall we do next?”

Xu Yang took a sip of wine, smiling, “Don’t rush. Let’s let the bullet fly for a moment.”

…

Fengdu City, the north side of the city.

The Zuichun House.

The Zuichun House is a well-known brothel in the north of Fengdu City. It is endowed with an exquisite environment and charming girls, making it a busy place, frequented by many ghosts, including Ghost Kings and even Ghost Immortals.

There is a flurry of activity among the guests, making it a place filled with the latest gossip.

And at the moment, the hottest topic in Fengdu City was the “Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman”.

“What is this Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman?”

“A reward of 5000 billion?”

In a refined room, a gentleman dressed in white shook his head, finishing his cup of wine in one gulp, lightly laughing, “This is the underworld, Fengdu City… How could a Daoist talisman from the human realm end up in Fengdu City?”

“Master He, don’t you think the news about the Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman is fake?”

A lady leaned in, pouting, “But this news came from Mr. Xie himself, the astronomical reward of 5000 billion was said by him too. He even swore on his father Xie Bian’s name.”

The lady was a courtesan of the Zuichun House. As a ghost, she could shift her appearance at will. Naturally, she was without fault in terms of appearance and figure.

The gentleman in white with the imposing demeanor was called He Jiahuan.

A flash of wisdom passed through his eyes as he wore an expression that said, “everyone else is drunk while I remain conscious”. He lightly laughed and said, “Trying to gain favor with a splash. What is Xie Xun worth? An absolute failure. If not for his father being an important minister in the Underworld, how could he act so wildly in Fengdu City?”

He Jiahuan was quite the player.

He drank his wine and asked the courtesan to sing a song for him.

When the song ended, he asked the courtesan to play a flute for him…

As the Zuichun House was a brothel, it would be unnecessary to mention what happened next—you all know the score.

However, after he was done with his recreational activities, he looked up to find an ancient and yellow talisman pinned to the head of the bed.

On the talisman was a bloody skull.

The realistically depicted skull held a hammer in its left hand and a sword in its right.

In one corner of the talisman, the four characters for “Supreme Purification” were printed.

He Jiahuan’s pupils shrank drastically.

The lady ghost, on the other hand, let out a shriek. Hastily dressing, she cried, “Soul Chasing Death Warrant, Soul Chasing Death Warrant… Master He, your name is on the Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman!”

He Jiahuan looked closely and, sure enough, his name was on the talisman.

Feigning composure, he put on his clothes and enunciated with a cold laugh, “A masquerade. I am curious to know whether receiving the Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman really brings about misfortune.”

Clang!

He pointed a finger as if it were a sword, and with a flick, shredded the talisman on the head of the bed. He then leisurely put on his clothes.

The courtesan, however, was a little terrified.

After attending to Master He, she quietly left the room.

The occurrence of the “Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman” in the Zuichun House was something she naturally had to report to the Madam. The Madam, in return, was a long-tongue ghost. In no time, the news had spread all over the Zuichun House. Everybody knew a “minor ghost” had received a “Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman”. They all crowded around, coming to the front of Master He’s room.

He Jiahuan was inwardly cursing the eighteen generations of the courtesan’s ancestors but maintained a calm facade, saying, “I didn’t realize a single Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman could disturb everyone’s peaceful atmosphere. I really am sorry.”

“But everyone shouldn’t worry.”

“I already received this talisman and nothing has happened. This shows that all rumors about the Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman are nothing but tricks to attract attention and create false mystique.”

His words indeed made many mighty individuals present reevaluate him.

In particular, a Ghost Immortal amongst the crowd started laughing and said, “I’m quite interested in this Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman. If you’re willing, I can provide you with protection for a while and see if this Soul Chasing Death Warrant Talisman really is as mysterious as the rumors say.”

He Jiahuan didn’t move.

However, he was a ghost who was very proud deep down.

He had just given a lengthy boast, displaying an entirely fearless demeanor. Now turning around to ask for shelter, he couldn’t swallow his pride. So he thanked his elders with a salute, smiling, “Thank you, senior. If anything unfortunate indeed happens to me, I will surely seek your help.”

The ghosts gradually dispersed.

He Jiahuan stayed in the brothel, continuously drinking.

Not until the evening, before the curfew, did he finally pay his bill and left the brothel.

His house was not far from the brothel, just across four streets. He quickly returned to the entrance of his courtyard.

Of course.

He was a ghost king, his residence was very worn down.

If Xu Yang’s residence was a “luxury mansion” at the center of Fengdu City, then where He Jiahuan lived was like a “shantytown” on the fringe of the city.

Across the street, in a dark corner.

Xie Xun whispered, “Uncle Xu, He Jiahuan has gone inside…but he doesn’t seem to be in any trouble.”

“I see.”

Xu Yang began to move, stepping out of the darkness.

Hammer in his left hand, sword in his right.

On his face, he still wore that blue mask with green fluorescent fangs, striding towards He Jiahuan’s courtyard, smiling, “Don’t worry, his misfortune is about to come very soon.”

Xie Xun was greatly shocked and immediately followed after him, saying, “Uncle Xu, don’t rush…The curfew begins in less than an incense stick’s burn time. Then there will be underworld soldiers patrolling. If we act now within the city, we will definitely attract those soldiers.”

“No matter.”

Xu Yang said indifferently, “I have Lord Cui’s decree, these underworld soldiers dare not touch me, Nephew Xun, you wait outside, I will be back soon!”

While speaking, he teleported in a blink, directly into He Jiahuan’s house.

Then, a crisp, “Bang!” sound came from inside, it seemed like the front door of the house had been shattered by the iron hammer.

Then, He Jiahuan’s panicked voice sounded ——

“Who’s there?”

“Ah…”

A startled cry, then there was silence.

Outside, Xie Xun shuddered, his small eyes involuntarily widened, whispering: “Uncle Xu… didn’t kill He Jiahuan, did he? He… is he that brutal?”

“Wait!”

“What’s that sound?”

Suddenly, another scream sounded.

Within that voice, was filled with boundless fear ——

“Ah…I am going to die, I’m going to die…Please spare my life, spare my life…Don’t kill me, don’t kill me…Mom, save me!”

Xie Xun: “……”

What the hell!

He was dumbfounded.

Could it be Uncle Xu didn’t lie to me?

The “Soul Chasing Death Warrant” talisman really can cause ghosts to face misfortune?

If not, how could a ghost be so terrified?

At this time.

In the room.

Xu Yang was sitting on a chair, watching He Jiahuan jumping around on the ground, seemingly maddened. Listening to the system’s prompt again and again, he couldn’t help but reveal a trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Ding!”

“Ghost was scared, merit +100, Sword-manipulation skill +1.”

“Ding!”

“Ghost was scared, merit +100, Sword-manipulation skill +1.”

“Ding…”

The term “Sword-manipulation” had clearly appeared in the “Divine Skill” section of his system’s attribute panel.

Xu Yang lit up a cigarette, using the Dream Creation Skill to mold countless terrifying dreams that influenced He Jiahuan. In just these brief five minutes, Xu Yang had creatively inflicted eighteen different deaths upon He Jiahuan within these dreams.

Of course.

For He Jiahuan, these five minutes seemed like an eternity.

Every time he died…

It was as if he had “truly” died!

Buzz!

Suddenly.

Xu Yang’s body quivered.

He saw an image of a divine power talisman appear in his Zifu and Shihai. Greatly surprised, Xu Yang immediately retracted the Dream Creation Skill. In the blink of an eye, he left He Jiahuan’s house.

He flew out of the courtyard, grabbed Xie Xun, and ran over three thousand meters in one breath. Finally relaxed, he patted his chest, “That was too close…I was just about to break through again!”

After getting the “Talisman Water” divine power that day, his magical power increased drastically. It was only with the help of Liu Shishi that he barely managed to suppress his cultivation.

But today…

Xu Yang couldn’t help but complain in his heart: “Damn it!”

“This He Jiahuan, what a waste!”

“A peak Ghost King, in such a short period of time, contributed to my Sword-manipulation Skill +1 about eighty or ninety times… He almost managed to complete the formation of the Sword-manipulation Divine Skill Talisman!”

At this point.

If the “Sword-manipulation” Divine Skill Talisman was really formed, my magic power would greatly increase, wouldn’t that make it impossible to suppress my cultivation?