This celestial master cultivates both physical and magical arts; why did you provoke him?

A few days later, a piece of news spread like wildfire throughout the martial arts world.

The first thing to circulate was an article posted by Fang Zijian on a self-media platform.

The title is explosive:

Exclusive: The Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain ventures alone into the lair of an evil creature and defeats an ancient evil creature with a single punch.

The article describes in detail what happened in the early hours of that day:

The ground cracked open, black smoke billowed into the sky, and a huge, serpentine evil creature crawled out from the ground.

Then a young Taoist priest caught the evil creature's full-force attack with one hand, punched it and sent it flying a hundred meters, and finally used lightning magic to blast it into dust.

The article also included several photos.

It was taken secretly by Fang Zijian; although the distance was far and the image was blurry.

But a huge bolt of lightning could be seen exploding in the night sky, illuminating half of the sky.

Within just two hours of its publication, the article garnered over a million views.

The comments section exploded.

"This is fucking photoshopped, right? Leifa? Do you think this is a movie?"

"The Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain? I've been there. It's just a tourist attraction, eighty yuan for admission. Where would you find such powerful Taoist priests?"

"No...look closely at those photos, the shape of that lightning doesn't look like a natural phenomenon..."

"How much money did the blogger get? This guy played way too hard."

"Has anyone noticed that person in the photo? He looks like a young man, wearing a gray hoodie?"

Most people don't believe it.

But some people believed it.

Because in Jiangzhou, they witnessed things that shouldn't exist.

Fang Zijian's article provides an answer they have been searching for.

Then, more news began to circulate.

Some people say they saw a Taoist priest carrying two people out of the water at Qingshan Lake and punching a water monster away.

Some people say they saw a bolt of lightning shoot from the ground into the sky in the eastern suburbs, illuminating the entire wasteland.

Some people say they saw a young man walking with a female ghost near Qingheju, and the female ghost even helped him carry his things.

The more the news spread, the more outrageous and exaggerated it became.

In the end, the version became:

"There was a young Taoist priest on Longhu Mountain who knew thunder magic, physical skills, and could even summon female ghosts. He single-handedly destroyed an evil cult."

In the martial arts world, people began to inquire about this person.

"When did this new character appear at Longhu Mountain?"

"Xia En? Never heard of him... Zhang Jingxuan's last disciple? He must be somewhat capable, but surely not this outrageous?"

"Dual cultivation of physical and magical arts? What does that mean? Knowing both magic and martial arts?"

"Not martial arts, but physical skills. The kind that can punch through a wall."

"...Are you sure you're talking about a Taoist priest, not a superhero?"

"I'm sure. Because I saw it with my own eyes."

The person who said this was Fang Zijian.

He sat in the reception room of the Celestial Master's Mansion, facing several Taoist priests who had come from other places.

These Taoist priests came from different sects, including Maoshan, Gezaoshan, and Qingchengshan. They all came to confirm the news after hearing about it.

Fang Zijian showed them the video on his phone.

In the video, Shane punches an evil creature into a wall, causing the wall to collapse.

Another punch sent the second evil creature flying, crashing through two walls.

After watching the video, the Taoist priests remained silent for a full three minutes.

"this……"

The Taoist priest from Maoshan swallowed hard. "This is body cultivation, isn't it?"

"no."

Fang Zijian said, "He is a Taoist master."

"The Celestial Masters Association?"

"He also knows thunder magic."

Fang Zijian then pulled out another video.

In the chemical plant, Xia En blasted three evil creatures into dust with a single palm strike of lightning.

The Taoist priests fell silent again.

"Dual cultivation of physical and magical techniques..."

The Taoist priest from Qingcheng muttered to himself, "I thought it was just a legend..."

"It's not a legend."

Fang Zijian said, "It's true."

The Taoist priest from Gezao Mountain suddenly asked:

"How does he usually practice his martial arts?"

Fang Zijian thought for a moment:

"In the morning, we chant scriptures; in the late morning, we draw talismans; in the afternoon, we practice thunder magic; and in the evening, we move stones."

"Moving stones?"

"Yes, there's a rock weighing several thousand kilograms on the back hill that he moves around every night."

The Taoist priests exchanged glances, all seeing the same meaning in each other's eyes...

Is this something a normal person could train to do?!

When the news reached Maoshan, an elderly Taoist priest was meditating.

After listening to his disciple's report, he opened his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

"Dual cultivation of physical and magical techniques..."

He muttered to himself, "The last time I saw a Celestial Master who cultivated both physical and magical arts was during the Ming Dynasty."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the distant horizon.

"The Celestial Master's Mansion produced a Celestial Master who doesn't play by the rules. He doesn't understand the rules at all, yet everything he does is a rule."

He paused, then suddenly laughed.

"interesting."

When the news reached Qingcheng Mountain, several young Taoist priests were exchanging techniques.

Upon hearing the news, a female Taoist priest with a ponytail's eyes lit up:

"He cultivates both physical and magical techniques? And can punch through a wall? I want to go and meet him!"

The senior disciple next to her quickly pulled her back: "Don't cause trouble! He's a legitimate Taoist master, not a charlatan."

"I know," the female Taoist priest laughed, "I just want to see just how strong he really is."

Looking at her eager expression, her senior suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Longhu Mountain is about to get lively.

At that moment, Xia En, the person involved, was sunbathing in the courtyard of Qingheju.

He lay on the wicker chair, holding a lollipop in his hand, humming an unknown tune.

Cuihua floated beside him, fanning him.

Fang Zijian squatted on the steps, scrolling through his phone, occasionally reading a few comments to him.

Cuihua floated beside him, fanning him.

Fang Zijian squatted on the steps, scrolling through his phone, occasionally reading a few comments to him.

"This person says the blogger is bragging; there's no such powerful Taoist priest in the world."

After Fang Zijian finished reading, he looked up at Xia En and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Xia En took a bite of her lollipop: "Why are you angry?"

"They don't believe you."

"Whether they believe it or not, what does it have to do with me?"

Fang Zijian thought about it and realized that made sense.

He read another one:

"This guy said he knows this Taoist priest! He helped our school get rid of an evil spirit last time! He's incredibly powerful!"

Xia En did not respond.

Fang Zijian read again:

"Some people are saying that for only 80 yuan a ticket to the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, you can see such amazing people? I'm going tomorrow!!!"

Xia En suddenly opened his eyes.

"This one is good."

Fang Zijian was taken aback: "What's so good about it?"

"Tickets are eighty."

Xia En said, "If more people come, there will be more money for incense offerings."

Fang Zijian: "..."

You're still thinking about incense money at a time like this?

He was about to complain when his phone vibrated again.

He looked down and froze.

"What's wrong?" Xia En asked.

Fang Zijian handed over the phone.

The screen displays a private message; the sender's profile picture is an eye.

The private message contained only one sentence:

"Tell that exorcist that the game has only just begun."

Xia En stared at the private message for a few seconds, then handed the phone back to Fang Zijian.

"Don't go back," he said.

Fang Zijian nodded, but a sense of unease welled up inside him.

The game has only just begun?

What does that mean?

Xia En stood up from the wicker chair and stretched.

"Let's go."

Fang Zijian was taken aback: "Where to?"

"Let's eat," Xia En said. "I'm hungry."

Fang Zijian was both amused and exasperated: "What time is it? You're still thinking about food?"

Xia En turned to look at him and smiled.

"How can I have the strength to fight monsters if I don't eat?"

Fang Zijian opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

As he watched Xia En's retreating figure, he suddenly remembered something!

Three days ago, the enormous evil creature that crawled out of the ground said something.

"There are countless more after that."

Countless.

Fang Zijian shivered and quickly chased after him.

"Shane!"

"Um?"

"If...if there really are countless more, what do you plan to do?"

Xia En stopped and thought for a moment.

"Take them down one by one."

"What if we can't beat them?"

Xia En smiled.

"Then add more money."

Fang Zijian: "..."

He suddenly realized that he had asked a very stupid question.

The two walked out of Qingheju and into the sunlight.

Cuihua drifted in the shade of the trees, silently following.

In the distance, on the eastern horizon, the dark clouds dispersed.

But Shane knew that it was only temporary.

Behind the dark clouds, an even bigger storm awaits.

And he was ready.

This celestial master cultivates both physical and magical arts; why did you provoke him?

If you mess with...

He first used lightning magic to bombard, and when that didn't work, he used his fists. When that didn't work, he used mental torture.

Mental torture isn't enough?!

Then add more money.

Add more until he is satisfied.