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There were only two people left in the room.

Lin Zhixu said, "Third Brother's rule is really strict."

Bai San was very pleased with what he said and straightened his back: "In such a small, unruly place, some people don't know their place until they're taught a lesson."

Bai San seemed to relax, got up and closed the door. When he turned around, the feigned kindness on his face faded considerably, and his eyes gleamed faintly under the light, like a wild wolf staring at its prey in the night.

"Master, please stay here tonight. I'll have a guest room prepared. If you don't mind, I can chat with you for a while." He said as he approached Lin Zhixu.

Lin Zhixu seemed oblivious to the danger, maintaining his harmless demeanor and smiling gently: "Alright, I can't sleep either."

Bai San's smile deepened.

He slowly walked to sit down opposite Lin Zhixu, a faint red light flickering deep in his eyes, and his voice softened: "What does the Daoist Master think of me?"

Lin Zhixu's gaze went blank for a moment, as if it had been gently hooked by something.

He looked at Bai San and said softly, "Very good, Bai San is a good person."

Bai San was secretly delighted.

His bewitching technique was always effective, and this young Taoist priest, with his low cultivation level, was indeed unable to withstand it.

However, he had never been praised as a good person before, so it was unexpected that he had such a good impression on the young Taoist priest.

He couldn't hide his pride: "How is it good?"

Lin Zhixu: "..."

Isn't this making things difficult for people? You can fool yourself, why make others lie?

But since he was going to go all out, he had no choice but to rack his brains and offer a couple of compliments.

Bai San felt completely flattered by these few words, and his eyes narrowed with laughter.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Lin Zhixu coaxed Bai San and managed to extract a lot of information from him.

However, he didn't believe everything. This information was three parts true and seven parts false, so he had to be careful to distinguish between them.

Bai San felt that things were getting out of his control and didn't want to waste any more time. He got up and moved closer to Lin Zhixu, reaching out to touch his face.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch Lin Zhixu's cheek, Lin Zhixu suddenly turned his head, just in time to avoid his hand.

Bai San was taken aback. He slowly raised his eyes and saw that Lin Zhixu's eyes were clear as frost, without the slightest trace of confusion or bewilderment.

Lin Zhixu looked at him, her voice calm, "What are you going to do?"

Bai San took a half step back in surprise: "You weren't controlled?"

Lin Zhixu gave a half-smile: "What do you think?"

Bai San felt a chill in his heart, realizing something was wrong, and immediately tried to escape.

He retreated rapidly, black mist surging from his sleeves and rolling towards the doorway.

But Lin Zhixu was faster. With a flick of his wrist, the talismans he had been holding in his palm were thrown out like snowflakes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several bolts of lightning exploded along his back, forcing him back.

Bai San's face turned ashen. He flicked his wrist and unleashed a cloud of black mist, which transformed into a snake-like shape and lunged at Lin Zhixu with its gaping maw.

Lin Zhixu dodged quickly, brushing past the black mist, and at the same time threw out three fiery talismans, which burned the black mist with a sizzling sound.

The two began to fight inside the ancestral hall.

Bai San's cultivation was clearly superior to Lin Zhixu's; black mist swirled around him, chasing Lin Zhixu throughout the room.

Lin Zhixu didn't fight him head-on. Relying on his agility, he dodged and weaved between the pillars, retreating while throwing talismans outwards as if they were free.

Immobilization talismans, lightning and fire talismans, exorcism talismans—colorful spiritual light filled the sky.

Bai San initially scoffed, thinking it was nothing more than a death throes, and that the talismans would eventually run out.

But as the fight went on, he discovered that Lin Zhixu had an endless supply of talismans, seemingly inexhaustible.

Bai San was terrified.

Could this kid be some young master who sells talismans? Otherwise, how would he have so many talismans?

No, even a reclusive master would die from exhaustion after drawing so many talismans, right?

On the distant hillside, Cheng Yan and his companions watched with growing anxiety.

"Senior Brother Cheng, a fight has broken out over there! Are we really not going over?" A disciple gripped his sword hilt, his eyes fixed on the flickering lights in the village.

Cheng Yan gritted his teeth: "Let's wait a little longer. Junior Brother Lin hasn't sent a signal yet, which means he can still handle it. If we go rashly, we might disrupt his plans."

The crowd had no choice but to remain calm and continue to watch anxiously.

Inside the ancestral hall, Bai San was in a terrible state, his body covered in marks from being struck by lightning and burned.

Caught off guard, Lin Zhixu struck him with a freezing talisman right in the face, causing him to freeze for a moment.

In that instant, Lin Zhixu lunged forward, simultaneously activating the three binding talismans in his hand. Golden light surged, transforming into three chains that firmly bound him to the offering table.

Bai San struggled violently, but the chains tightened around him. He raised his head, glaring at Lin Zhixu with a sinister look: "You're not an ordinary Taoist priest! Who are you?"

Lin Zhixu ignored him and lit the yellow talisman.

Cheng Yan and the others felt relieved when they saw the yellow talisman signal.

The yellow talisman indicates that the situation is under control and Lin Zhixu is alright.

"Walk!"

The group immediately leaped down the hillside and rushed towards the ancestral hall.

Cheng Yan took the lead and, upon reaching the entrance, kicked the ancestral hall door with a loud bang.

"Junior Brother Lin! We're here to help you! You evil cultivator, release Junior Brother Lin!"

Lin Zhixu's lips twitched when he saw that the others had started shouting before they even arrived: "I have already subdued the evil cultivator."

Upon closer inspection, everyone saw that each person was bound hand and foot, with disheveled hair and charred clothes, looking worse than a beggar.

Everyone: "..."

Cheng Yan hesitated and asked, "Is he an evil cultivator? Junior Brother Lin, you subdued him all by yourself?"

Lin Zhixu slowly pulled out a handful of talismans, his tone indifferent: "Not really. It was all thanks to the talismans my master gave me, plus his underestimation of me, that I barely managed to defeat him."

Everyone suddenly realized what was happening, and felt much better.

They said it all along: this evil cultivator had been lording it over this area for so long, he must have some skills. How could he be defeated so easily? It turns out he relied on the talisman given to him by Immortal Venerable Fengheng.

As the group was discussing how to deal with the evil cultivator, a series of noisy footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

When everyone turned around, they saw that the villagers had returned sometime earlier.

They stood in a dark mass blocking the entrance to the ancestral hall, carrying hoes, machetes, and carrying poles, their faces showing a willingness to die.

"Taoist Master! We've come to help you! This old man has lived enough! Even if I die today, I'll fight that monster to the death!"

"Yes! Let's fight him!"

"We might as well die together! It's better than being bled dry like pigs and dogs!"

The villagers shouted all at once, completely blocking the entrance to the ancestral hall.

Lin Zhixu's heart softened, and he quickly stepped forward, raising his hand to signal everyone to quiet down.

"Fellow villagers, calm down! We have subdued the evil practitioners. From now on, no one will harm you anymore."

The villagers were stunned, staring at him as if they were hallucinating.

After a long while, some people's eyes slowly brightened, and then everyone seemed to wake up suddenly from a nightmare.

"They've...they've subdued them?"

"That fiend has been captured?!"

"Thank goodness! We're saved! Thank you so much, immortal, for saving our lives!"

"Our child can finally go out and play! We won't have to worry about them anymore!"

The crowd erupted in chaos. Some laughed, some cried, and some knelt down and kowtowed on the spot, unstoppable.