Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

The old Taoist priest's expression was solemn and dignified, surrounded by roaring thunder, with arcs of electricity scorching the surroundings.

The distorted fluctuations rippled outwards, like streaks of lightning tearing through the barriers of space, penetrating into nothingness, where all things were annihilated.

You've never seen him so serious before; you're afraid he'll mistake you for a red-haired monster and strike you with lightning.

"Calm down first. Your eyes look like laser eyes; it's kind of scary."

Stand up and spread your hands.

"Stop! Don't come any closer!"

The old Taoist's expression changed. He held up a hand seal before him, and the lightning intensified, engulfing the room in azure arcs of light, making it resemble a hellish lightning prison.

"Okay, okay, I won't go over there. Could you please sit down and talk to me properly?"

You chuckled softly and sat down again.

The old Taoist priest, his eyes gleaming with lightning, examined you. Seeing nothing amiss, he raised his hand and waved it away.

Terrifying thunderclouds blotted out the sun, and an overwhelming, oppressive force sealed off the surrounding space. Lightning pierced through the void, only to emerge again from another point in space.

[Ultimately, twelve chains of lightning converged within the room, completely isolating this space from the rest of the world.]

[Having seemingly completed some preparations, the old Taoist priest finally calmed down.]

"Are you Wen Yu?"

"Who else could it be?"

"Then tell me, how many roast chickens do you owe me?"

"I don't owe you anything."

"Tsk..."

The old Taoist priest curled his lip, sat down across the table, and scrutinized you with a suspicious gaze.

[Especially when I see the red hair at your temples, if I see anything dirty, I immediately look away, avoiding it at all costs.]

Seeing this, you chuckled: "What? You believe me now that I said I didn't owe you anything?"

"Hmph! Ghosts don't lie, only humans do."

The old Taoist priest waved his hand casually, preparing to dispel the seal.

[In fact, he has already used the mysterious lightning magic of the sealed space to check inside and out, and found that you have indeed not been possessed.]

"You little rascal..."

The old Taoist priest's expression was strange, with an indescribable sense of frustration: "How bizarre."

"Don't disperse yet."

You stopped him from doing that.

【"What's wrong?"】

The old Taoist's hand remained fixed in the air, and countless intricate spells could be vaguely seen arising and disappearing at his fingertips, connecting with the endless void.

[You observe the surrounding restrictions; their majestic and solemn aura exudes a terrifying aura capable of annihilating all things.]

"Aren't you very strong within this confinement spell?"

The old Taoist instinctively sensed something was wrong, yet he was unwilling to underestimate himself.

[He raised his head proudly, one finger pointing to the sky, the other to the ground: "Within this restriction, above and below heaven, I alone am supreme."]

[Boom! B ...

[The old Taoist priest had barely finished speaking when a violent upheaval erupted, making you feel as if your soul was about to collapse.]

[It didn't originate from the old Taoist priest, but from Heaven and Earth; this old man's words have incurred the wrath of Heaven and Earth!]

【"What's wrong?"】

The old Taoist remained unmoved, raising his eyebrows and gazing at the heavens as if piercing through endless void: "Not convinced? Come down and try! I'll make sure you're crushed by my glare, my bare hands and feet."

You were both terrified and amused.

[The old Taoist's thunderous power, once unleashed, makes no difference whether he gave up his hands and feet or not.]

"Alright, alright, Daoist Master, I now fully understand your power."

You quickly stopped his provocative behavior.

[At the same time, he glanced discreetly at the sky. Was it the laws of heaven and earth that were enraged, or the being high in the heavens?]

I haven't thought about it deeply yet; it's still too far removed from my own experience.

The old Taoist priest withdrew his disdainful gaze and glanced at you sideways: "Now you know how to address me as Taoist Master?"

"Don't call me Daoist priest, I'll call you brother."

Although you, Marquis Wen, do not submit to others, you have always respected the strong and are able to bend and stretch.

"Alright, tell me, why did you make me keep the seal? Do you actually have something dirty on you?"

You hesitate for a moment, then say, "I'd like to ask the Taoist priest to perform an experiment for me."

The old Taoist priest remained silent, rose, turned, and left without the slightest hesitation.

"Roast chicken, as much as you want!"

"Hmph! Do you think I'm so easily bought off?"

As he spoke, he turned and sat back down at the table: "I got three."

【"OK."】

The experienced laser-eyed man stared at you warily and asked, "What are you testing?"

You shook your head, a few strands of red hair fluttering in the wind.

"No! Stop moving around! You're making me nervous!"

You can't help but be surprised.

Why do I feel nothing, yet this old Taoist priest, who is so arrogant and self-important even in the heavens, is so afraid?

"What's wrong? Is it dangerous?"

The old Taoist priest looked conflicted: "It's not a matter of danger, but rather that the aura emanating from you is extremely ominous."

"What makes it so ominous?"

"Ugh...it's dirty, really dirty, the kind of dirty you need to wash your eyes after seeing it."

【"..."】

You glance at your red hair, but why don't you feel anything?

"Old Taoist, why don't you give it a try with me?"

"Having taken your roast chicken, I'll naturally keep my promise. Come on, at worst, this old Taoist priest will subject me to a lightning tribulation."

You nodded, your expression composed, and with a flick of your fingertips, released a burst of energy.

[Extremely subtle and almost imperceptible, yet perfectly controlled by a battle wisdom unparalleled throughout history, embodying the principle of "ominous old age."]

Then, this force, which couldn't even disturb a speck of dust, suddenly surged violently.

The explosive force, several times greater than normal, created ripples in the surrounding air that spread outwards.

In an instant, the old Taoist priest tensed up like a black cat with its fur standing on end, his expression one of resistance.

It wasn't like seeing a terrifying being; it was more like...

[Someone was seen waving a mop covered in feces at us.]

Suppressing the instinctive urge to feel a chill run through his body, the old Taoist released a bolt of lightning, instantly shattering the force.

The speed was astonishing; no, it was as if the concept of speed no longer existed, transcending the constraints of time and space.

[But it was precisely under such "fast" circumstances.]

A faint ominous aura still lingered, spreading towards him through the connection between the old Taoist and the thunder.

【"Hold!"】

The old Taoist priest immediately launched into a tirade of curses, retreating to create distance, as terrifying lightning coalesced into a vast ocean.

[Keep yourself firmly inside.]

After a moment, the ominous aura was finally extinguished by divine lightning, a force that vanquished evil and destroyed all malevolent spirits.

"You can't do this."

You peered at the old Taoist priest and shouted thunderously, "You have to try it yourself, otherwise how will you know the effect?"

"This old Taoist priest wouldn't touch this filthy stuff!"

"Where is it dirty? It doesn't look dirty to me."

After a moment, the old Taoist priest thoroughly cleansed himself inside and out with lightning before cautiously sitting down again.

"Old man, is this thing really that scary? Even you are so afraid of it?"

[If your aspirations are tainted by an ominous aura, even the old Taoist priest who proclaims himself supreme will avoid you like the plague.]

[From now on, won't you be free to roam the world without fear?]

"Tsk..."

The old Taoist priest grinned, looking frustrated and annoyed. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Imagine how it would feel to be swung at by someone wielding a mop covered in manure."

[A scene flashed through your mind, and then you shivered.]

A smile involuntarily crept across his lips, and he suppressed a soft cough.

【"I see."】

"Good, then. Hurry up and put it away; this thing is too dirty."

[Dirty? Who said it's dirty? It's clearly its best protective layer!]