He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

Holy crap?

Yang Guang's previously nonchalant expression instantly froze on his face.

He picked at his ear, staring wide-eyed at the academically gifted and beautiful schoolgirl in front of him: "What did you just say?"

"An old man?"

"Coming into your dream in the middle of the night to teach you Taoist magic?"

Yang Guang was immediately speechless: "Did he charge you tuition?"

Yu Zixin was left speechless and exasperated by Yang Guang's sharp retort.

This person's mind is filled with nothing but money!

"Not a scammer!"

Yu Zixin quickly waved her hand, her tone very serious: "At first, I also thought it was just a strange dream and didn't pay any attention to it."

"But when I woke up, I found that the incantation and talisman-drawing techniques the old man taught me in my dream were as if they were engraved in my brain!"

"I can't forget it no matter how hard I try!"

Upon hearing this...

Yang Guang's greedy eyes finally narrowed.

He abandoned his nonchalant demeanor and sized Yu Zixin up: "The Yin Transmission of Daoist Techniques?"

Yang Guang stroked his chin and muttered something under his breath.

The so-called "secret transmission of the Way".

In the world of metaphysics, that's an extremely rare thing.

Generally, only those highly accomplished masters who, after death, did not reincarnate, and happened to take a liking to a promising talent with extraordinary physique and innate abilities.

Or rather, this seedling has a very deep connection with this lineage.

That's why they chose to pass on their sect's secret techniques through dreams.

This is way better than nine years of compulsory education; it's pure VIP one-on-one soul tutoring!

The key is that this kind of secret magic is so powerful that you can remember it completely after hearing it just once, and you will never forget it!

However, as the last Celestial Master, Yang Guang had to be extra careful in everything he did.

Some highly skilled evil cultivators, or powerful and vengeful ghosts, also use this trick to gain the trust of the living.

Then, step by step, they turn living people into their own puppets, and finally, they resurrect them by possessing their bodies!

"What did that old man look like?"

"What are you wearing?"

Did they tell you his name?

Yu Zixin shook her head and recalled, "He was wearing a gray Taoist robe, had a long white beard, and looked very kind."

"But he never told me his name. Anyway, every night in my dreams, I would imitate him."

Speaking of it.

Yu Zixin suddenly swallowed.

"And to verify whether this was true, I even made a special trip to a cemetery in the suburbs."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guang...

My eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets!

"What the heck?"

Yang Guang's voice instantly rose eight octaves as he pointed at Yu Zixin's nose: "You went to the cemetery to verify?"

"How come you're even bolder than that stupid dog, Er Lengzi?"

"Are you not afraid of death, or do you have a death wish?"

"What were you doing at someone else's ancestral grave?"

"Are you giving a ghost a little GG sticker?"

Yu Zixin blushed: "I secretly bought cinnabar and talisman-drawing tools at home, and drew a talisman according to what the old man in my dream taught me."

"Then we went to the cemetery."

"I really did encounter a ghost, and a lecherous one at that! I was so scared I turned and ran, almost losing a shoe in the process!"

Yang Guang was completely speechless.

He covered his face with his hands and instantly felt a headache.

Going to a cemetery to play with wandering ghosts in the middle of the night?

Only a newly awakened novice could do something like this.

Thankfully, she's alright.

Yang Guang sighed and asked, "And then?"

Yu Zixin gripped the hem of her skirt tightly and said, "Then I've been learning all sorts of things during this time."

"But I don't understand anything, so I have no idea whether this is a good thing or a bad thing."

"Yang Guang, if I keep studying like this, will there be any problems?"

"What will my mom do if she really gets involved with something unclean?"

Seeing the school beauty on the verge of tears.

Yang Guang took out a crumpled blank yellow paper and a brittle vermilion pen, and handed them directly to Yu Zixin.

"Just listening to you is useless."

"Come."

"Draw something you learned in your dream and show it to me."

Yu Zixin took the yellow paper and vermilion pen and took a deep breath.

I calmed down a bit.

Although the technique looked a bit clumsy, the way he held the pen was surprisingly proper.

Her brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes.

All in one go!

In just two seconds, an intricate talisman took shape on the yellow paper.

The moment the talisman was drawn, a faint golden light flickered across the ordinary yellow paper.

Yang Guang took the talisman and examined it closely.

What the hell!

Corpse-suppressing talisman!

Moreover, the direction of this stroke, the convergence of this vital energy.

It's absolutely authentic!

It's even more perfect than those half-baked Taoist priests who set up stalls to swindle money!

This is definitely not something that some evil cultivator could teach.

The old man who could teach Taoist techniques to this level must have been a great master in the Taoist world during his lifetime!

But he still needs to go and meet with that old Deng!

However, as Yang Guang held the talisman, a sudden inspiration flashed in his mind, and a perfect path to wealth instantly unfolded in his mind!

Regardless of who that old man is.

But the talismans she's drawing now are still effective.

My dilapidated funeral parlor is now receiving all sorts of strange and chaotic spirits every night.

They frequently need to use various calming talismans, soul-guiding talismans, and evil-suppressing talismans.

Although drawing a talisman is just a matter of raising your hand, wouldn't that waste the time you would spend playing King of Glory to reach Bronze rank?

This young lady in front of me has not only learned to draw talismans, but she draws them so authentically!

Free laborers!

Isn't this coming?

But before that, I need to figure something out.

Yang Guang dropped his nonchalant smile and became unusually serious: "There's no such thing as a free lunch."

"Those who can pull off the 'secret transmission of Taoist teachings' are definitely tough guys."

"Under normal circumstances, only those highly respected people who, after death, did not go to the underworld to report, but instead became high-ranking officials in the underworld."

"They saw a promising talent with extraordinary potential, so they sent him a message in a dream to impart their teachings."

"If that's really the case, then it's like their ancestors' graves were emitting auspicious smoke."

"But there's another possibility!"

Yang Guang raised a finger, his eyes turning cold: "They are those evil cultivators who have committed numerous atrocities."

"After they die, they are afraid that the judges in the underworld will boil them in oil."

"So he relied on his profound cultivation to forcibly remain in the human world as a wandering ghost."

"If this old geezer were to teach you Taoist magic, he'd be spouting nonsense."

Yu Zixin's face paled upon hearing this, and she nervously clutched the hem of her skirt: "Then... what's his motive?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Is it because you're young, or because you don't shower?"

"Of course I'm after your body!"

Yu Zixin's eyes widened instantly, and she instinctively covered her chest and took a half step back.

Yang Guang tapped the table speechlessly: "It's not what you think, it's not about sex!"

"They may be training you to be used as a furnace, waiting for the right time to drain your life force."

"Or perhaps we'll train you to be a cold-blooded thug who only obeys his orders."

"By then, you won't even know how you died, and your soul will be kept by him to do illegal work."