The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

At this moment.

Inside the Great Hall.

Yang Ying’s face was ashen.

In front of her stood a solidly built man with knotted muscles and a height of over 1.8 meters, clamoring to spar in martial arts.

Behind the burly man was a young man holding a selfie stick, pointing the camera at both him and Yang Ying.

“Newcomers, please follow and join us. Brother Yao is ruthless man of few words. When he said he was coming to challenge Daoist priest Xuanqing, he came right away.”

“Fellow viewers, let’s go through a round of gifts. We’ll start fighting in a while!” The young man spun the camera around and finally aimed it at the muscular man.

The burly man took the opportunity to pose for the camera, showing off his bulging muscles.

Who doesn’t love a spectacle, regardless of race or nationality? Seeing this scene, the incense guests gathered around.

Some of the onlookers had displeased expressions on their faces, feeling that the self-proclaimed Brother Yao and his burly associate were overstepping their bounds. Fighting in the main hall was blatantly challenging and disrespectful.

At the same time, however, they couldn’t help but feel some anticipation. After all, they were curious about whether Daoist priest Xuanqing’s martial arts were as legendary as rumored.

“Sir, I’m saying this one more time. The Daoist priest is busy, so if you want to challenge him, please wait until eleven o’clock and talk to him personally, instead of shouting here!” Yang Ying said coldly.

Upon hearing this,

the muscular man sneered disdainfully, folding his arms across his chest with a look of boundless arrogance.

Contrarily, the young man behind the muscular man continued to provoke Yang Ying on his phone screen with phrases like ‘getting anxious, getting anxious’.

Yang Ying bit her lip.

She was not worried about whether her Daoist priest could win the fight, but she felt that such an incident would surely annoy him, and that would mean she had failed in her duties.

Just as she hesitated about whether to knock on the door and call for the Daoist priest,

she saw a tall, ethereal figure leisurely walking from the inner courtyard.

“Daoist priest!” Yang Ying exclaimed happily.

The spectating incense guests also cast their gazes in that direction.

With an icy complexion and pearly white teeth, his long hair was held back by a hair band, and his well-proportioned figure was robed in a Taoist gown.

‘Such a handsome and untainted Taoist priest.’

This was everyone’s first impression upon seeing Xuanqing, including both the muscular man and the live-streaming young man.

“You’re Daoist priest Xuanqing? Brother Yao is giving you face today. He’s here to give you some pointers.” The young man moved the camera lens over and shouted in an overbearing manner.

Standing next to the young man, the muscular Brother Yao looked down at their opponent with disdain.

Although he had to admit that the Taoist priest before him had an extraordinary demeanor, he did not believe that the priest could stand a chance in a fight with his own build.

At this moment,

Xuanqing maintained a calm expression, scanning the crowd with his eyes before finally resting them on the young man live-streaming with his phone.

He didn’t make any other moves but simply released the divine might of a ‘Standard Rank Nine Immortal Officer’ – which belonged to the Left Magistrate of the Five Thunder Court, and enveloped the young man in it.

“You’re just pretending…”

With a disdainful expression on his face, the young man was about to utter some provocative words in an attempt to rile up the Taoist priest into making the first move when-

The next moment,

his face changed drastically.

A vast, overwhelming aura hit him like a ferocious behemoth, making him feel that he’d be swallowed whole at any second.

This was suppression on a level of life itself!

Drip, drip…

A few drops of unidentified liquid trickled down his pant leg, eventually seeping into the ostentatious sneakers on his feet.

An inexplicable stench filled the air.

Following the odor, the onlookers discovered that the source of the smell was the urine stain on the live-streaming young man’s pants.

He’d peed himself from fear!

As the saying goes, divine grace is as vast as the ocean, and divine might is as frightening as the underworld.

Seeing this scene,

Xuanqing furrowed his brow.

He couldn’t let this sinner dirty the Great Hall.

With a thought,

the mana within his body manifested outward, forming an invisible giant hand that grasped the young man’s neck like a helpless chick and flung him effortlessly out of the hall.

Whoosh-

Thump!

He fell directly under the locust tree, face down.

An adult’s bones are hard and brittle. Even though the main hall was only half a meter away from the front yard, it was enough to break his bones.

Intense pain and unmatched fear.

The young man lay on the ground with a pale face, constantly inhaling cold air, with deep fear in his eyes.

It was at this moment.

His urine finally dripped onto the ground, nourishing the locust tree as fertilizer.

From the moment the young man started to mock, to the time he rolled directly under the locust tree, it all happened in an instant. None of the onlookers had reacted yet.

So.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The muscular man was also dumbfounded.

In their eyes, they couldn’t see the giant hand created by mana.

They only saw the young man mock something, then ran out of the main hall like a madman and plunged in front of the locust tree’s roots.

After a while.

The onlookers finally recovered.

“What the hell is he doing? Is he trying to scam us?”

“Too cruel, he’s cruel even to himself. He must be out of his mind.”

“Yeah, his camera is still on, still trying to scam us!”

The bystanders discussed.

These words entered the ears of the muscular man, making him red with embarrassment.

The camera operator was arranged by the economy company, rumored to be very clever, but this was the result?

At this moment, the muscular man thought the young man was just going crazy and didn’t consider that Xuanqing was the one behind this because, in this world, there was never such a thing as mana!

“Xiao Li, what the fuck are you doing? We’re here to challenge them, if you keep this up, I’ll have Mr. Wang fire you when we get back!”

The muscular man shouted angrily at the young man under the locust tree.

However.

The young man under the locust tree, screamed in anguish,

“It’s…broken…Brother Yao, save me!”

At this point.

The muscular man finally noticed the young man’s pale face and the mess on the ground.

“Take your companion and leave Qingping Temple!” Xuanqing glanced at the wailing young man and said indifferently to the muscular man.

He never indulged such greedy and sarcastic people.

“I…”

The muscular man’s face flushed red, but he didn’t dare say anything else in the end.

He wasn’t stupid. If he couldn’t see the problem by now, it was clear that everything in front of him was related to this mysterious Daoist.

“Sigh-”

Finally.

With his head down, the muscular man walked silently to the locust tree. He put the young man on his back, ignoring his pig-like wails.

He then left the Taoist temple in utter shame!

A gentle breeze blew.

The foul smell lingered.

Xuanqing frowned slightly as he stepped in front of the locust tree in the front yard. He looked at the stain on the ground and couldn’t help but feel somewhat displeased.

Immediately.

He formed a hand seal and muttered softly:

“Heaven and Earth Nature, dissipate the foul air, Cave Profound Void, sway…”

As the “Purity Spell” was recited, the stains on the ground quickly evaporated and drifted towards the courtyard entrance, dissipating with the Qingfeng breeze.

“Fellow laymen, noon has arrived.”

“I wish to recite the scriptures here, and those who wish to listen may stay!”