Translator: dapotaturs
Release Date: 04/06/2024
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Chapter 82: Saving the World with Tea Art (15)
"Master, Xie Wei has already cleared nine worlds and will soon enter the tenth world. He is resourceful and ruthless, coupled with Pei Sheng and others, there is a real possibility of success."
The evil spirits under Fang Tian whispered to each other, marveling at Xie Wei's achievements. It was quite remarkable that he had touched the boundary.
However, the evil spirits knew full well that the rules of the square world were nothing more than a hoax. Once absorbed into it, people could neither live nor die outside of it. There was no such thing as clearing a level; it was all just deception to entertain the players.
Fang Tian raised his head boredly, the name Xie Wei sounding somewhat familiar.
The screen of his phone lit up and dimmed repeatedly, making him distracted and worried. "What is Yue Chu busy with? Why hasn't he replied to my messages? I've sent several but got no response. It's worrying..."
If only he wasn't trapped here...
A glint of hostility flashed in Fang Tian's eyes. The yellow talismans around the black gate trembled slightly, ready to sound the alarm and unleash their power.
The evil spirits lowered their heads, unable to lift them under the pressure of this surging hostility.
Fang Tian cast a cold glance at the leader of the evil spirits, his voice devoid of any warmth, as if he were deciding the fate of a mere pebble, not a living being.
"In that case, find an opportunity to kill him. Remember, the job must be done flawlessly, or else..."
His gaze was indifferent, but the implied meaning made the chief evil spirit tremble with fear. He bowed his head respectfully to the ground, promising to ensure that everything would be done perfectly.
At that moment, his phone suddenly rang, and Fang Tian immediately straightened up as if he had been injected with adrenaline. Due to the tension, the malevolent aura on the door rippled outward like waves, pressing the evil spirits to the ground, where they struggled to maintain their forms.
"Busy? I just finished showering and happen to have some free time. Want to play a game together?"
Accompanying this message was a selfie of Yue Chu, clearly taken in front of a mirror.
In the photo, Yue Chu still had the freshness of the shower lingering on him. Although his hair had been wiped, it was still damp, clinging to his smooth forehead, making his skin appear even whiter.
He gave a faint smile into the mirror, his eyes, blurred by the mist, looking straight through the photo at Fang Tian, almost suffocating him.
Two thin streams of blood flowed down the dark door, dripping slowly onto the ground along the swirling pattern of nine dragons.
"Yes! I'll log in right away!"
It took Fang Tian a while to remember that there were still others around him, and his gloomy gaze immediately swept over them.
A bunch of clueless guys, why were they still here, disturbing their private world?
The evil spirits scattered with their tails between their legs, except for the chief evil spirit who had just reported, trembling as he spoke: "I will not fail the orders from above and will slay the likes of Xie Wei within the realm of the Square World."
Huh?
Hold on!
Fang Tian frowned, feeling disgusted hearing such bloody words at such a beautiful moment.
Gently rubbing Yue Chu's smiling face, his heart was nothing but calm.
What's the point of all this fighting and killing? Everyone should live peacefully.
He waved his hand impatiently, "Enough, spare his life for now, but don't let him pass either."
The chief evil spirit was stunned, not understanding why the Lord suddenly changed his mind, but it left him bewildered.
He stammered, "My Lord, this..."
But before he could finish his sentence, he was flattened to the ground by Fang Tian's malevolent aura, the icy gaze almost piercing his soul.
"You blind fool, if you utter any more of this nonsense, I'll snap your neck."
The chief evil spirit quickly nodded in agreement, not daring to say anything else, and ran off as fast as he could.
Fang Tian's mood brightened as he happily played games with Yue Chu.
Just as they were having fun, there was a knock on Yue Chu's door.
He glanced at the time, it was already past nine o'clock. Who would come to see him at this hour?
"Someone's looking for me, just wait a moment."
But Fang Tian was stunned, a sense of crisis immediately struck him. It was almost midnight, yet someone was knocking on the door?!
He replied with a simple "OK", but quickly turned into an intangible form and slipped into Yue Chu's room.
No, he wasn't at ease!
Yue Chu opened the door and paused slightly, not expecting the unexpected visitors to be Huang Song and another Taoist.
He smiled faintly, his expression unchanged, and politely said, "Hello, may I ask what brings you two esteemed Taoists here?"
Seeing him blocking the door without any intention of letting them in, Huang Song had to tiptoe and crane his neck, trying to see if there were any suspicious individuals inside.
Yue Chu furrowed his brows slightly, moving his body to block him completely.
Huang Song smiled awkwardly and silently returned to his original position.
The old Taoist had quite a demeanor, gently stroking his long beard, he smiled and said, "May I have a chat inside?"
Yue Chu raised an eyebrow, observing the attitudes of the two men. If he didn't let them in, who knows what trouble might arise.
He stepped aside, suppressing the depth of his thoughts, and smiled as he extended his hand to invite the two men in.
The old Taoist didn't beat around the bush either. His eyes, filled with deep wrinkles yet sharp and piercing, stared at Yue Chu without missing a single expression.
"Do you happen to have encountered any strange occurrences recently?" he inquired.
Yue Chu chuckled, lifting up the freshly made strawberry milkshake and taking a sip. The sweet and refreshing taste immediately dispelled the early summer heat and lifted his mood.
"What kind of strange occurrences are you referring to?" Yue Chu asked.
The old Taoist replied, "Such as hearing strange noises while sleeping, feeling like someone is following you on the night road, and experiencing fatigue every day, as if being suffocated by a heavyweight."
Yue Chu shook his head, pointing to his rosy complexion, somewhat amused, "Look at me, does it seem like I'm experiencing what you described?"
The old Taoist stroked his beard, his gray eyebrows furrowing tightly. Indeed, it was as he said. Apart from a hint of dark aura at the center of Yue Chu's brow, there was no sign of any ghosts lingering around him. Moreover, he had inspected the room and found no trace of any ghostly presence.
What he didn't know was that the "ghost" he was looking for was sitting right next to Yue Chu on the sofa armrest, staring at him with a cold gaze.
The old Taoist, however, was not willing to give up. That talisman was no ordinary object; any ghost capable of easily breaking it was not an ordinary entity.
He asked again, "Have you encountered anyone unusual recently, fellow Taoist?"
Upon hearing this question, Yue Chu's expression finally changed. He seemed hesitant but still shook his head.
The old Taoist's eyes lit up, knowing he had found a breakthrough. However, he could also understand Yue Chu's dilemma. After all, ordinary people wouldn't believe these things unless they experienced them firsthand.
On the other hand, Fang Tian's face turned pale. He wished he could turn back time and strangle these two damn guys in their cradles.
This was bad, really bad. If Yue Chu were to discover his identity...
Fang Tian felt like the sky was falling!
What they called "dying under sunlight" was nothing compared to this!
Yue Chu regained his composure and chose to remain silent. "Sorry, I'm just an ordinary person. My daily life is quite routine, and I haven't encountered any strange individuals."
The old Taoist chuckled softly and didn't press further, giving Yue Chu time to think.
"Well, perhaps I was mistaken. But, friend, you should still think about it these days. That ghost is quite powerful, and it may have malicious intentions towards the mortal realm."
Yue Chu's expression turned serious, a hint of struggle flashing in his clear eyes, but he still didn't speak.
Seeing the old Taoist about to leave, he stood up and opened the door to see him off.
However, his mind was in turmoil, and how long he could hold out depended on his resilience.
The old Taoist, feeling quite satisfied, stroked his beard confidently and left with Huang Song.
Huang Song, still confused about the situation, scratched his head dazedly. "Master, why didn't we ask when it was clear he was hiding something?"
"You clueless lad, if you can see it, do you think I can't? Precisely because of that, we didn't need to pursue further. That person has a pure heart and definitely can't bear the torment of guilt. In a couple of days, he'll come knocking on our door voluntarily, saving us the trouble."
Huang Song looked bewildered. "Really?"
But seeing his master's triumphant look, he silently withdrew, refraining from pouring cold water on his master's excitement.
However, perhaps the more innocent one's instincts are, the more accurate they become. Huang Song always felt that the gentle man with a smiling face didn't seem as kind as they had imagined.
What they didn't know was that while they were discussing, a dark shadow had slowly gathered behind them, forming sharp blade-like shapes, ready to cut them into pieces.
On the other side, after closing the door, Yue Chu's previously worried expression immediately disappeared, replaced by a gentle smile on his lips.
He picked up the transparent bottle on the table and poured himself another glass of milkshake. Opening the bag of chocolate cookies beside him, he took one and put it in his mouth.
Leisurely reclining on the sofa, he picked up his phone and glanced at it. He sent a message to Fang Tian saying, "I'll be there soon," then reluctantly opened the chat with Mrs. Xie, typing a line with a troubled tone.
"Sorry, Madam Xie, I really can't do this. Although I have chosen the path of worldly cultivation, I still strive to do good deeds. How can I do something so contrary to natural principles?"
Mrs. Xie sent another bunch of messages, but Yue Chu simply blocked her, not even bothering to read them.
Seeing Fang Tian's reply, he said again, "Alright, the matter is settled, let's continue the game."
Meanwhile, outside, Fang Tian, who was preparing to crush the heads of the two Taoists, instantly transformed from a monstrous ghostly figure back to a human form. Without skipping a beat, he began typing rapidly.
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you."
Huang Song sensitively turned around, but behind him, there was only a long alleyway, with winding stairs sandwiched between low-rise buildings on both sides, stretching from the light under the lamp to the darkness in the distance.
Nearby white streetlights, distant colorful signs, and the darkness extending to the corner connected to a road that transitioned from light to dark, as if leading to the depths of hell.
The old Taoist puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Huang Song anxiously ground his AJ shoes underfoot, feeling like there was something behind him just now.
The old Taoist rolled his eyes speechlessly, giving his disciple a hard slap on the head.
This little rascal was getting ahead of himself. If there was something supernatural, he should have felt it first. When did it become this kid's turn to speak up?
However, out of caution, the old Taoist still tightly grasped his talisman and walked backward vigilantly.
Huang Song stood nervously in place, scanning back and forth uneasily until he saw his master return to his side, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, did you find anything?"
The old Taoist fiercely knocked Huang Song's back with the spirit-calling bell, realizing what? Realizing there was a ghost... no, realizing there was nothing at all!
"In the future, if you startle easily and get suspicious for no reason, I'll have you copy talismans as punishment!"
With his hands behind his back, the old Taoist angrily strode away.
Huang Song could only jog to catch up, muttering excuses to himself, "In our line of work, it's natural to be suspicious..."
"You dare to argue, I'll teach you a lesson!"
"Master, spare me..."
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