This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Chapter 152 Deceiving Maoshan Ming, Zhong Bai Sends Reincarnation

When Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei arrived, it was noon, and the two strolled around the town.

The discussion revolved around Taoist classics and Zhang Zhiwei's experiences and observations over the years.

To be honest, although Zhong Bai's realm is stronger than Zhang Zhiwei's, their understanding and reading of the Daoist classics are about the same, which makes their conversation a true exchange of ideas.

From noon until the afternoon, the two of them simply arrived at the gate of the Huang residence.

At this time, Huang Baiwan was still rushing back and had not yet returned. Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei stood in front of the door, and their ethereal and otherworldly aura gave the servants of the Huang family the illusion that the two Taoists in front of them were no ordinary people!

"Young brother, we are two Taoist priests invited by your master to exorcise ghosts. Could you do us the favor of letting us into the mansion for a cup of tea first?"

Zhang Zhiwei was naturally the one who spoke.

If they were ordinary Taoist priests, the servants of the Huang family might have thought they were just spouting nonsense. But the extraordinary and refined demeanor of the two Taoist priests in front of them left the servants dumbfounded, and they led the two of them into the mansion, where tea, snacks, and Go were served.

Therefore, when Huang Baiwan hurriedly returned to the Huang residence in the evening, he saw Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei playing chess in the courtyard.

“Fellow Daoist Zhang, you must make a decisive move when necessary. Hesitation will only lead to more trouble. Your move is dangerous.”

Sometimes, when the mind is right, one's understanding of Go becomes deeper. Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei don't study the intricacies of Go in their spare time, but they both learn the fundamentals very quickly.

Holding a white piece, Zhang Zhiwei, who had been pondering for a long time, finally placed the white piece.

“Fellow Daoist Qianhe, as the saying goes, one should think thrice before acting. I have never reached your level of understanding, so I cannot make a move casually.”

"That's true..."

The two were playing chess, and Huang Baiwan could only stand quietly and keep them company.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei finished their game of chess.

"Master, another Taoist priest has come to our door. He says he is a Taoist priest from Maoshan and can definitely help us get rid of those ghosts in our mansion!"

At this moment, a servant hurried forward to report the situation to Huang Baiwan. Upon hearing this, Huang Baiwan wanted to send the servant away. He had already invited two true immortals, so why did he need any other Tom, Dick, or Harry?
However, Zhong Bai stopped the servant at this moment, "Wait, you claim to be a Maoshan Taoist priest and use the name of Maoshan to travel the world. I wonder if you recognize me, this Maoshan Taoist priest? Bring him in and let me see what you're made of..."

"Did you hear what the immortal master said? Hurry up and go!"

Huang Baiwan gave the order, and the servant hurriedly left.

Before long, the servant led over a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe and carrying a peach wood sword on his back.

"Master, this is the Taoist priest!"

After the servant pointed to the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him and finished speaking, Huang Baiwan looked at the man with some disdain and asked, "May I ask how you should address me?"

“Master Huang, I am Maoshan Ming, a disciple of Maoshan magic. I heard that there are ghosts haunting your mansion, so I came uninvited. I hope you will not blame me.”

"I see……"

Huang Baiwan subtly turned his gaze to Zhong Bai, awaiting Zhong Bai's next instructions.

"Tsk, Fellow Daoist Qianhe, what a coincidence. This person actually claims to be a Maoshan Daoist. Your Maoshan sect truly has disciples all over the world..."

In response to Zhang Zhiwei's teasing, Zhong Bai retorted, "Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. This shows that the Maoshan tradition has spread throughout the world, which may not be a bad thing."

Seeing that Zhong Bai's expression remained unchanged, Zhang Zhiwei knew that Zhong Bai didn't care about his teasing at all, so Zhang Zhiwei simply turned his gaze to Mao Shanming.

"Fellow Daoist, you call yourself a Maoshan Daoist. Do you know the man beside me?"

Upon hearing Zhang Zhiwei's question, Maoshan Ming, who was already somewhat confused about Zhong Bai and the other person, was even more bewildered.

"Um...this humble Taoist doesn't know him..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a joke. A Maoshan Taoist priest doesn't recognize a Maoshan Taoist? Fellow Daoist Qianhe, it seems this person is undoubtedly an imposter."

Zhong Bai remained calm and looked at Maoshan Mingdao: "You say you are a Maoshan Taoist, I will not comment on that. After all, Maoshan disciples are all over the world. If you don't claim to be a true Maoshan disciple, then so be it. However, you have come to exorcise ghosts, and I need to see how a Taoist who is a disciple of Maoshan can exorcise ghosts. Please..."

After Zhong Bai finished speaking, he looked at the main hall of the Huang family mansion, where a sinister ghostly aura was slowly spreading out. The number of ghosts in the Huang family mansion was not small, a whole family of more than a dozen people. Of course, their cultivation levels were also average. Apart from one female ghost who was at the Ghost Soldier level, the others were all low-level vengeful ghosts.

Mao Shanming had a feeling of being roasted over a fire, but seeing how young Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei looked, his confidence returned. After all, he was a Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator, so what was there to fear?
"Since you two don't trust me, then let me go to your residence to exorcise the ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Maoshan Ming began to perform the ritual. After a series of steps, he threw two oil-paper umbrellas into the main hall, then entered the hall with the Three Pure Ones Bell in one hand and a peach wood sword in the other.

"This person does not have any karmic burdens on him, so he cannot be considered a vicious and wicked person."

However, Fellow Daoist Qianhe, such people who impersonate Maoshan disciples and swindle others will ultimately damage Maoshan's image.

Moreover, this person is also raising a ghost child..." Zhang Zhiwei, who was standing to the side, did not have a good opinion of Maoshan Ming. He felt that Maoshan Ming could have a low level of cultivation and could raise a ghost child, but he should not use such methods to swindle and deceive, as this would damage the image of Maoshan.

Zhong Bai nodded in agreement.

"This act of swindling and deceiving is indeed excessive, but since he has not yet been burdened with karma, he does not deserve to die. Moreover, although the aura on this person is weak, he is indeed a disciple of Maoshan. It is likely that he is a disciple or descendant of some Maoshan disciple who failed to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Let's see what he chooses..."

As soon as Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, Maoshan Ming in the main hall began his performance. After releasing his two pet ghosts, Da Bao and Xiao Bao, a less-than-stellar performance quickly began.

Again, he made Da Bao and Xiao Bao show themselves, and he made the Huang family members stick silver notes on their foreheads. Although Zhong Bai had expected this, he was still inexplicably disappointed. With both of them present, Mao Shanming still treated the Huang family members like fools. Wasn't he also disregarding Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei?

"They're just two little devils, you don't need to take them in. I'll take them in myself."

As soon as Zhong Bai finished speaking, he took out an oiled paper umbrella from his Qiankun Ring. Dong Xiaoyu was trembling inside the umbrella, but Zhong Bai quickly pointed the umbrella at Da Bao and Xiao Bao. In a flash, the two little devils were trapped inside the umbrella. There was no need to use talismans to suppress them; Dong Xiaoyu would teach Da Bao and Xiao Bao to be well-behaved...

Mao Shanming was dumbfounded by this scene. Before Mao Shanming could speak, Zhong Bai said, "There seem to be other ghosts in the main hall. After you catch all these ghosts, I will hand these two little ghosts over to you to deal with."

Knowing he'd run into a tough opponent, Mao Shanming, who had originally only planned to stall, now had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it...

"A word is settled!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Maoshan Ming, wielding a peach wood sword, rushed into the main hall...

"He still has some backbone; he's not a spineless coward who's completely useless."

When Zhong Bai's evaluation reached Zhang Zhiwei's ears, Zhang Zhiwei simply nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, he was willing to get injured for the sake of these two brats."

Even if such a person engages in some fraudulent or deceptive behavior, there is still a chance for them to correct their ways; they are not beyond redemption.

No sooner had he entered the main hall than half an incense stick had burned in his hand, when Maoshan Ming was blown away by a gust of cold wind and slammed heavily out of the hall.

He was only at the third level of Qi Refining, a half-baked skill, how could he possibly contend with the ghost soldiers?
It takes a lot of willpower to be able to hold on.

Ghostly energy permeated the entire Huang mansion, accompanied by the appearance of numerous vengeful spirits. The servants and family members of the Huang mansion all trembled involuntarily.

"What's the panic? With two immortal masters here, how dare these ghosts act so recklessly?"

Huang Baiwan had confidence in Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei. Regardless of their identities, the supernatural abilities they displayed during the day convinced Huang Baiwan of their abilities.

"This humble woman has met the real person!"

As expected, when the female ghost who had reached the early stage of Ghost Soldier appeared, she took the lead and bowed to Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei.

Even though Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei didn't reveal the slightest bit of their aura, the female ghost family still exuded a sense of oppression as if facing the heavens and earth.

"Not bad at all..."

"It was wrong of the Huang family to build their residence on your family's cemetery. You've also been causing trouble for them for some time, only scaring them without taking their lives. I acknowledge that."

Upon hearing Zhong Bai's words, the female ghost bowed deeply in fear and trepidation.

"However, the living live in the mortal world, and the dead go to the underworld. It's no use for your family to stay in the mortal world any longer. I will send your family directly to the underworld. Are you willing?"

As the white flower fell, the female ghost quickly caught it.

"This humble woman is willing! We thank you for your compassion, Master!"

Zhong Bai nodded, then took out his seal as the Inspector of the Mortal Realm and tossed it into the air. In an instant, a portal appeared, from which streams of pure ghostly energy surged forth.

"This is... the gate between the Yin and Yang realms?"

I never imagined that Fellow Daoist Qianhe was also an Inspector of the Mortal Realm…

This was something Zhang Zhiwei hadn't anticipated, but since Zhong Bai hadn't been exposed, he indeed had no chance to know everything about Zhong Bai.

"Let them all go to the underworld..."

As soon as Zhong Bai spoke, the whole family headed towards the Gate of Two Realms. Zhong Bai opened the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and Dong Xiaoyu grabbed Da Bao with one hand and Xiao Bao with the other, waiting for Zhong Bai's instructions.

“You two little devils should also go to the underworld. Staying with Maoshan Ming will only cause him unbearable suffering. Going to the underworld to be reincarnated is the right path.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Dong Xiaoyu understood and grabbed the two little devils, rushing straight into the Gate of Two Realms.

As Maoshan Ming lay on the ground watching this scene, he sighed, a sense of relief washing over him. Perhaps this was truly a relief for him.

(End of this chapter)