The Demonic Taoist Priest Emerges from the Mountain

I nodded politely.

The young Taoist priest sighed.

"It really does look just like what Junior Sister said, not very good."

Upon hearing this, I almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

How come this guy is just like Ning Jinrou?

They're all people whose mouths are more poisonous than rat poison.

Is this a tradition of Guanshanlou?

My face darkened when I saw it.

The young Taoist priest smiled, patted my shoulder, and said, "But there's no rush, you're still young."

He spoke in a way that sounded like a normal person.

But I just rolled my eyes.

"I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Yan, my given name is Jingxia, and I am the second senior brother of Guanshanlou."

As he spoke, he extended his hand, earnestly wanting to shake my hand.

When I heard that name, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Blind?

How could he even say that name?

Yan Jingxia's lips twitched slightly.

Ning Jinrou, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After she finished laughing, she said to me, "My second senior brother and eldest senior brother have really unique names."

"The second senior brother is called Yan Jingxia, and the eldest senior brother is called Erduorong. The two of them also have a resounding title in the Taoist sect: Lobster Taoist."

When Ning Jinrou was introducing this part, the corners of her mouth never turned down.

Yan Jingxia, standing to the side, glared at Ning Jinrou with a dark expression.

"That's rude."

As for me, I just lost my father, and I really didn't want to laugh, but after hearing these things, I really couldn't help it.

Where exactly did Master Qin find such renowned disciples?

Just announcing his name would probably make his opponent laugh to death, right?

"Why!"

Yan Jingxia sighed and shook her head helplessly.

He then looked at the monk Shanjie, who was kneeling not far away, still caught in self-doubt.

"Hey, you bald monk over there."

Yan Jingxia stretched out her little finger, picked at her ear, and flicked off some earwax.

The monk Shanjie slowly turned his head.

Those eerie eyes stared intently at Yan Jingxia.

"Your formation is not bad, but I added something of my own to it."

"I'll give you a chance. Find it, and I'll give you a way out. How about it?"

Yan Jingxia said it without caring at all.

The monk Shanjie's face was extremely gloomy.

Yan Jingxia was clearly looking down on him.

This dealt a heavy blow to his self-esteem.

He gave a cold laugh.

"Arrogant fool!"

As he spoke, he endured the pain from the backlash of the formation, stood up, and walked alone towards the outside of my yard.

Seeing this, I immediately became anxious.

"What if he runs away?"

I looked at Yan Jingxia.

Yan Jingxia shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly.

"So what if they ran away? What does it have to do with me?"

When I heard this, my face immediately fell.

Yan Jingxia wasn't afraid of me. She leaned closer to my face and said, word by word, "That bald monk has a grudge against you, but not against me."

"I came here purely to help my junior sister, and also to see what kind of person the old man has chosen to inherit his Ghost-Slaying Path."

"Now, I have resolved my junior sister's crisis, and I have also seen you. My goal has been achieved."

"So, other things are none of my business."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ning Jinrou.

"You're right, junior sister."

Ning Jinrou was stunned for a moment.

My fist clenched instantly.

"Some grudges are avenged only by relying on others, and those will eventually become inner demons."

"Some people, you have to kill them yourself before you can achieve peace of mind."

Yan Jingxia spoke again.

Upon hearing this, my clenched fist slowly loosened.

He was right.

The monk Shanjie killed my own father.

This is a grudge I can only avenge myself.

If we use Yan Jingxia to kill the monk Shanjie.

It will definitely be a regret for me.

I gave Yan Jingxia a long look.

This guy may seem carefree and irresponsible, but he's more insightful than anyone else.

At the same time, I realized that I had almost fallen into a trance.

As he said, his arrival already saved my and Ning Jinrou's lives.

How could I possibly harbor resentment towards my savior?

Seeing that my eyes had regained their clarity, Yan Jingxia smiled and, imitating Ning Jinrou, sat down cross-legged without paying attention to the dust on the ground.

"Will the monk Shanjie be able to find your things?"

I asked.

Yan Jingxia smiled without saying a word.

Ning Jinrou, who was standing to the side, responded to me.

"You're seriously underestimating Second Senior Brother of Guanshanlou!"

"He inherited the old man's knowledge of array formations, and at such a young age he is already a sixth-grade array master."

"Among his peers, there are very few who can surpass him in the skill of array formations."

"But among these rare individuals, there is no such monk as Shanjie."

Ning Jinrou spoke with a proud expression.

I'm the one who's a little confused.

"A sixth-rank array master? Is that impressive?"

To be honest, I have no idea about the power levels in Taoism.

Qin Sanye hadn't mentioned any of this to me when we were at the dilapidated Taoist temple.

Ning Jinrou rolled her eyes.

"The old man didn't even tell you these things?"

I nodded.

Ning Jinrou sighed and said helplessly, "Alright, then I'll go to the trouble of telling you all about it."

"Within the Taoist sect, all cultivators are collectively referred to as sorcerers."

"The cultivation realm of a conventional sorcerer is divided into five major realms."

"These are: Foundation Building and Self-Refining, Refining Essence into Qi, Refining Qi into Spirit, Refining Spirit to Return to Emptiness, and Refining Emptiness to Unite with the Dao."

These five realms are also known as: Foundation Establishment Realm, Initial Barrier Realm, Intermediate Barrier Realm, Yang Spirit Realm, and Ultimate Realm.

"Besides the extreme realm, each realm is further divided into the lower realm, the upper realm, and the perfect realm."

"These are the realm classifications for us Taoist sorcerers. The higher the realm, the stronger the power, the more power of heaven and earth can be mobilized, and the more abilities and methods to fight against ghosts and monsters."

"And among all the sorcerers, there are several subcategories. For example, I am a talisman master, my second senior brother is an array master, and there are also magic exorcists, alchemists, and so on."

"These categories themselves follow the classification of sorcerers' realms, but they also have their own realm classifications."

"Such as talisman masters, array masters, and alchemists, they are divided into seven ranks, with the first rank being the highest and the seventh rank being the lowest."

"So, you get the general idea now, right?"

Ning Jinrou patiently explained to me some basic knowledge about Taoist sorcerers.

I nodded thoughtfully.

Then he looked up and asked, "So, what category do I belong to? And what level am I at?"

This time, before Ning Jinrou could speak, Yan Jingxia said first: "The Demon Slaughtering Path is the most ruthless sect among demon slayers. In fact, it was banned by all the famous sects many years ago. Now, it is estimated that only you and the old man are members of the Demon Slaughtering Path in the whole world."

"As for your level of understanding, hehe."

Yan Jingxia smiled, gave a thumbs-down, and said, "You haven't even touched the lower Foundation Establishment stage yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the distant Changsong Mountain suddenly trembled violently.

Our previously relaxed expressions suddenly changed.