Time slipped by.
The next morning.
Zhang Tian smoothly bypassed his mother's confinement and headed directly to the group.
As for Zhang Qilin, he stayed at home.
His staying at the Zhang family served two purposes: first, to cover for Zhang Tian, and second, to refine the Sha Shi Dan, which was also a good option.
Zhang Qilin valued the Sha Shi Dan quite highly.
After all, the Sha Shi Dan was of no low grade, a Tier Two pill, and offered two chances. Therefore, Zhang Qilin wanted to improve his alchemy skills.
As for Hu Bayi.
Hu Bayi went to find Shirley Yang early in the morning. As the saying goes, a day apart for lovers feels like three autumns, but for Hu Bayi, one night apart felt like months.
As for Fatty, he kept his promise and started a shameless life with his Feifei.
Bah, bah, bah, he was in seclusion forging artifacts. Fatty did not want to miss this opportunity.
"I wonder how Master is doing. Sigh, it must be hard on Master, taking care of such a big group."
"When I get back, I'll give him the Gui Dan and some Ling Shui to drink."
Zhang Tian mumbled to himself.
He was somewhat concerned about Daoist Yi Mei.
After all, he had been away for so long, and Daoist Yi Mei must have put in a great deal of effort and dedication to manage the group. Zhang Tian felt quite guilty.
With a hint of gratitude, Zhang Tian started his car and accelerated.
"Celestial Master, do you think it's my turn today?"
At this moment, on Longteng Mountain, a young girl with a pure appearance winked at Daoist Yi Mei.
"Xiao Hong, your body… no, your massage technique is too good. This master wants to be massaged longer. Alas, since that's the case, you may go first."
Daoist Yi Mei said, sighed, and waved his hand, sending a talisman.
The figure of the pure female ghost before him began to dissipate.
Daoist Yi Mei then looked around.
Due to the accumulation over time, Daoist Yi Mei had collected over twenty ghosts.
He directly eliminated the male ghosts, and the unattractive ones were casually transcended.
Those remaining were clearly smart and capable female ghosts.
However, most of these female ghosts had too heavy Yin energy. Daoist Yi Mei kept them to help them dissipate their Yin energy, otherwise, even reincarnation would be difficult, and they would likely end up in hell.
"Celestial Master, when is my turn?"
Another cold and elegant female ghost spoke.
"Alas, this Celestial Master's magic power is too depleted today. Tomorrow, there are still ten more. It's coming soon."
Daoist Yi Mei said with a smile.
"I haven't calculated when Xiao Tian will be home. It doesn't matter, there's no rush. It will take at least a week for him to travel from the desert to here."
Daoist Yi Mei thought to himself, having planned to transcend all these female ghosts together in a few more days.
As for one per day, that was pure nonsense from Daoist Yi Mei.
"Ah? The Celestial Master is tired? Sisters, come quickly!"
Saying that, the group of female ghosts rushed to massage Daoist Yi Mei.
"Clang."
At the next moment, the courtyard gate of Daoist Yi Mei's abode was opened.
Daoist Yi Mei frowned slightly. To be able to open the door without him knowing, the other party must have significant power!
But in the next moment, as their eyes met, Daoist Yi Mei was stunned.
Zhang Tian was dumbfounded.
What kind of ghost was this? His master was doing unspeakable things with over a dozen beautiful female ghosts.
And he looked like he was enjoying it. Zhang Tian was instantly bewildered.
He had even thought of thanking his master and felt grateful. Yet, while he was risking his life in the desert, his master was enjoying the pleasure of female ghosts at home.
This… this was a betrayal of his master!
"Who are you, to dare intrude upon the Celestial Master's abode!"
Xiao Qing said sternly.
A hint of fierceness in her beautiful eyes.
"Ahem, Xiao Qing, this is my disciple. Let's keep our temper down a bit."
Daoist Yi Mei coughed dryly.
He stood up, instantly adopting a serious expression.
Still maintaining his usual stern and aloof demeanor of a master.
"Good disciple, why have you returned so soon?"
Daoist Yi Mei spoke in a masterly tone.
"Master, are you… are you keeping a harem?"
Zhang Tian frowned slightly.
Although Taoists could marry, his master's actions were a bit disgraceful. And if his Ancestor were to see this, he might exclaim "betrayal of the master!"
"What? Good disciple, do you hope this master finds a mistress?"
"Don't worry, I'm still looking."
Daoist Yi Mei said these words sternly.
Zhang Tian's mouth widened again.
Here we go again!
Intermittent amnesia!
"Master, I mean, why are you keeping so many ghosts? And you look so pleased. At least let me have a turn."
Zhang Tian narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively.
He had already placed the ancestral tablet behind his back.
He wanted the Ancestor to see what kind of person this fellow was.
"What? Good disciple, you want to find a wife too? Listen to this master's advice, don't rush into marriage before your divine skills are perfected."
Daoist Yi Mei again suffered intermittent amnesia.
Seeing this, Zhang Tian's lips curved into a smile.
The next moment, Daoist Yi Mei was stunned. He swallowed.
"Good disciple, what's with that expression of yours?"
"Don't scare me, my heart is beating very fast."
Daoist Yi Mei's face changed instantly.
He remembered that the last time Zhang Tian had this expression, the Ancestor had beaten him up.
"Sorry, Master. I accidentally invited the Ancestor out."
Zhang Tian chuckled.
"You brat, you call this 'accidentally'!"
Daoist Yi Mei was dumbfounded.
When the ancestral tablet appeared, the female ghosts around them scattered like startled birds.
Good heavens, Zhang Tian finally understood. This guy was just playing dumb and feigning ignorance whenever things didn't go his way.
"Chang Sheng, how do you explain this?"
Suddenly, a distant and profound voice came from the ancestral tablet.
"Uh, Ancestor, your disciple is transcending them. It's just that my cultivation is too low, so I've temporarily taken them in."
"And Ancestor, as you know, how could I, the genius disciple of the greatest genius of Maoshan, do such a thing?"
Daoist Yi Mei quickly explained.
"What? You've taken in female ghosts and plan to marry them?"
"And you call yourself the most foolish disciple of Maoshan?"
The shocked voice came from within the ancestral tablet.
Daoist Yi Mei: "????"
Zhang Tian: "!!!"
Well, it's hereditary. It's confirmed.
"Ancestor, it's not what you think. I'm transcending them, and I'll transcend them right now."
Daoist Yi Mei said, and the voice from the ancestral tablet spoke again.
"You brat, your comprehension is at the bottom of Maoshan, yet you're playing such fancy games now. Fine, send a few more to the underworld, and I'll have a good look."
With that, the voice disappeared.
Zhang Tian had lost count of how many times he had been shocked.
Good heavens, truly, they are not of the same family if they don't enter the same door. These two must be biological brothers.
"Alright, Ancestor, you carry on."
Daoist Yi Mei said, then looked at Zhang Tian.
"Xiao Tian, you're too young to try to trick this genius me."
"See how this master deals with you."
Daoist Yi Mei said, and started walking towards Zhang Tian.
At this moment, Zhang Tian took out a teapot from his backpack.
The next moment, the aura of Ling Shui wafted out.
Instantly, Daoist Yi Mei stopped in his tracks.
A smile spread across his face.
"As expected, my good disciple is the best to me, knowing to bring me gifts."
Daoist Yi Mei said, walking over with a beaming smile.
Zhang Tian smiled wryly. This guy had some serious nerve.