"Master, you didn't say that just now. Also, what's going on with all these female ghosts?" Zhang Tian shot a glance at Yimei Daoist and then asked.
If Zhang Tian hadn't produced the spiritual water, it would have been abrupt, but now it was different. He had what his master wanted.
"Uh, these, these are all decent women, decent women. Your master is helping them transcend."
Yimei Daoist said, with a benevolent smile on his face.
"Transcend? With family planning now, you can't transcend. Master, you better tell me the truth. You don't want me to waste the spiritual water, do you?"
Zhang Tian chuckled.
Yimei Daoist had no choice but to compromise.
"Alright, good disciple, your master will tell you."
Yimei Daoist said helplessly, and then he told his story.
"Actually, for the development of our Taoist temple, I took in these little ghosts. Good disciple, think about it. If our Taoist temple takes in these female ghosts, won't our reputation skyrocket?"
Yimei Daoist was actually discussing marketing strategies with Zhang Tian.
Zhang Tian rolled his eyes. In this day and age, masters were starting to learn finance.
"Uh, Master, they are all female ghosts. What kind of reputation do you want? Do you want our Taoist temple, no, our group to become a paradise for female ghosts?"
Zhang Tian said with a roll of his eyes.
"Your master is doing a good deed."
"Alright, your master will tell you properly. Your master saw evil spirits rampant in the city, so your master just punished some bad people and saved the female ghosts."
"At the same time, your master also took away the belongings of those bad people. Your master calculated, it seems like tens of millions of yuan were collected, and it was all through legitimate channels."
Yimei Daoist said with a confident look.
Zhang Tian was also a little surprised, and at the same time, he felt that Yimei Daoist was also a business prodigy. In just a few months, Yimei Daoist had earned tens of millions.
If this business really took off, Zhang Tian couldn't even imagine it.
"Master, you are helping female ghosts?"
Zhang Tian asked.
Yimei Daoist chuckled and took the spiritual water from Zhang Tian's hand, then said.
"Some people, who look like humans, are not humans. Some ghosts, who seem like ghosts, are actually humans."
Yimei Daoist said, and Zhang Tian felt the same way.
It seemed that Yimei Daoist wasn't just indulging himself.
He was actually helping them to transcend. However, why did this guy still keep a dozen or so female ghosts after such a long time?
"As for why your master took them in, it was mainly to cleanse the evil energy from their bodies, so that they wouldn't go to hell."
Yimei Daoist said, and Zhang Tian nodded. It sounded logical and well-founded, and Zhang Tian couldn't find any reason to refute it.
"Good disciple, how is it? Do you have any more questions?"
Yimei Daoist looked like he had Zhang Tian in his grasp.
Zhang Tian pursed his lips.
"No more, Master. Then this thing will be a gift for your hard work."
"Haha, then your master will reluctantly accept it. Hmm, a pure spiritual energy."
After taking a sip, Yimei Daoist savored it, and then he quickly put the spiritual water into his rear.
The spiritual water disappeared.
The female ghosts behind them were all stunned.
So, the Pythagorean theorem really existed!
"What are you looking at? This Celestial Master will now help you remove your evil spirits."
Yimei Daoist said, and with a wave of his hand, a Bagua formation appeared.
Within the Bagua formation, mysterious patterns appeared.
"Seven Commands of Gods and Ghosts, Ten Yama Kings, heed my command. Purge evil thoughts, Great Emperor of Taiyi, assist me."
Yimei Daoist continuously formed seals with his hands.
Amidst the cries of surprise from the female ghosts, their bodies began to dissipate.
"Celestial Master, you lied to us!"
After a cry, the female ghosts vanished into thin air.
"Uh, Master, what did you lie to me about?"
Zhang Tian's eyes held a smile.
"Nothing, your master is upright and fears no ghosts knocking at his door."
Yimei Daoist said with a wave of his hand, then he pointed to his table.
Indicating for Zhang Tian to sit down.
Then the two sat on the stone stools.
Yimei Daoist suddenly became serious.
"Good disciple, it's good that you're back. After you left, your master divined several times and confirmed that you would overcome misfortune, so your master breathed a sigh of relief."
Yimei Daoist sighed with emotion.
Zhang Tian nodded seriously, his eyes also showing some concern.
"Oh, Master, I've found some more ghost elixirs. Take them."
Zhang Tian said, handing the ghost elixirs over.
Yimei Daoist didn't rush to take them, but looked at Zhang Tian.
"Xiao Tian, your intention is good enough. Your master is more concerned about your curse."
Yimei Daoist looked at Zhang Tian with great concern.
Ever since Zhang Tian entered the door, he had felt a strong aura of death.
Even he would tremble at that aura.
It could be seen what Zhang Tian had encountered on his trip.
"Don't worry, Master, I have my own ways. Take this first. I plan to challenge those family powers when I return this time."
Zhang Tian said.
His tone was serious.
Seeing Zhang Tian say this, Yimei Daoist no longer concealed anything and spoke directly.
"Xiao Tian, after you left, your master began the business of our Taoist temple. As your master's reputation grew, some people often came to snoop on your master."
"They should be people from the big families you mentioned. Although we Mao Shan disciples never cause trouble, we are not afraid of trouble either. Your master supports you."
Yimei Daoist said, and Zhang Tian nodded slightly.
"Master, I am already a Grandmaster now. I just need to cultivate my sword techniques, and then I can challenge those families."
Zhang Tian said, and Yimei Daoist nodded.
"There's no rush for that. It can be done anytime. In your master's opinion, our strength is already on a different level from theirs. For us, it's not about whether they want it, but whether we are in the mood."
"What's important now is, tell your master the details of your trip quickly."
Yimei Daoist became interested.
Zhang Tian's forehead was covered in sweat and dark lines.
This guy, sometimes he acted like a strict master, and now he was back to being a curious master.
Zhang Tian didn't say much and directly told Yimei Daoist about the Ancient City of Jingjue.
Meanwhile, in Beili City.
Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang were walking on the streets of Beili.
The noisy sounds around were incessant.
Peddlers selling candied hawthorns, Tang people, and even windmills. These small vendors, with their pair of diligent hands, supported families that barely had enough to eat.
And on this bustling street, two figures stopped in front of a candied hawthorn stall.
"Boss, I'll take two."
Hu Bayi said, buying two large candied hawthorns.
They ate as they walked.
"Huh? You're going to the US?"
Hu Bayi asked in surprise after taking a bite of a candied hawthorn.
His eyes were filled with confusion.
Shirley Yang nodded.
"Yes, since we are going to expand the group, I have to go back and prepare. Don't worry, I'll be fast, and we won't be away for too long."
Shirley Yang nodded and didn't say much else.
She wasn't good at expressing herself, and she didn't know how to talk about such things.
After all, they were going to be separated so soon.
Hu Bayi nodded.
"It's okay, our group is important. It's alright, my boss and the others and I can still dig up those graves."
Shirley Yang grunted, and the two walked casually.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of them.
"Holy crap, Big Gold Tooth!"