The Value of Hua Ling; Four-Eyes Comes to Visit

[Killed a Vampire Viscount, gained 300 Exorcism Points]

Zhong Bai rolled his eyes at the points displayed on the Exorcism Panel.

This guy was a Viscount in name only.

It seemed that several decades without consuming fresh blood had significantly impacted its strength, especially since in movies, normal Taoist magic was usually useless against vampires after they drank blood.

A Viscount was equivalent to a Hopping Zombie among Zombies. A regular Hopping Zombie, even an early-stage one, would grant 400 Exorcism Points when killed, 600 for a mid-stage, and even 800 for a late-stage Hopping Zombie.

A Bronze Armored Corpse would give a full 900 points. However, Zhong Bai understood that the greater the challenge, the greater the reward. Clearly, this Vampire Viscount was all bark and no bite.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been completely helpless against him.

Shaking his head, Zhong Bai casually ignited its body with a Blazing Flame Talisman…

Maoshan, Pill Hall.

Hua Ling stood inside the Pill Hall, looking at the central cauldron emitting a three-colored flame. She couldn't help but gasp. This must be a treasure!

"Little girl, do you know why this old Taoist wants to take you into the Pill Hall?"

Just as Hua Ling was pondering, True Immortal Liuguang slowly approached from behind her. With his white hair and leaning on a dragon-headed staff, his gaze upon Hua Ling was filled with fervent intensity.

Hua Ling turned around, startled.

"Immortal Elder, Hua Ling does not know…"

"Tsk tsk, I suppose not. To be honest, the reason this old Taoist is taking you as a disciple, besides seeing some alchemy talent in you, is more importantly because you possess something this old Taoist needs!"

Hmm?

Hua Ling was completely bewildered. What did she have that this Maoshan True Immortal needed?

"The Ghost Cave Tribe's curse!"

At the mention of this, True Immortal Liuguang, who had been relatively calm, suddenly had a sharp glint flash in his eyes.

"You come from a family of Grave Robbers. By rights, this old Taoist wouldn't take you as a disciple, but you actually possess the Ghost Cave Tribe's curse!

This old Taoist has been searching for the Ghost Cave Tribe for decades. I thought I would never find their hiding place in this lifetime, but your arrival has given this old Taoist hope."

"Hua Ling doesn't understand. May I be so bold as to ask, True Immortal, are you enemies with the Ghost Cave Tribe?"

Hua Ling asked, then belatedly covered her mouth tightly.

How could she ask such a question…?

"Heh heh, little girl, are you very curious?

It's fine to tell you. This old Taoist has been stuck at the peak of Foundation Establishment for fifty years.

To advance further, both this old Taoist's own talent and this world make it very difficult.

Therefore, I can only find another path!

The Ghost Cave Tribe possesses a supreme treasure called the Ghost Emperor Divine Flower. When it blooms, it bestows blessings; when it closes, it brings disaster.

The Ghost Cave Tribe's curse on you is a result of the Ghost Emperor Divine Flower's disaster.

What this old Taoist wants is precisely this Ghost Emperor Divine Flower!"

At this moment, True Immortal Liuguang made no attempt to hide his greed and desire.

He was a Maoshan True Immortal, but also a normal cultivator. Who wouldn't desire to advance further?

Everyone in Maoshan, including the elders of various halls, was almost certainly aware of True Immortal Liuguang's ambition.

But no one would criticize True Immortal Liuguang.

True Immortal Liuguang only sought the Ghost Emperor Divine Flower.

He was willing to spare the lives of the Ghost Cave Tribe members, which was already considered compassionate.

An innocent man is harmed by his wealth.

The Ghost Cave Tribe was not only pursued by True Immortal Liuguang of Maoshan; other Taoist Sects and even Buddhist Sects were also searching for them, all coveting the Ghost Emperor Divine Flower.

Seeing True Immortal Liuguang so candid, Hua Ling truly couldn't harbor any disdain.

"So, Immortal Elder, what do you need Hua Ling to do…?"

Realizing she was now like meat on a chopping block, Hua Ling decided not to fret.

"Hahaha, little girl, don't be afraid!

If this old Taoist intended to harm you, that old fellow Qian Yuan wouldn't have let you come to my Pill Hall.

In fact, what this old Taoist needs is very simple.

It's to guide you into cultivation. You don't need to achieve a high cultivation level.

As long as your spiritual consciousness can withstand this old Taoist performing the Soul-Chasing Great Spell to locate the Ghost Emperor Divine Flower based on the curse on you, that's enough.

For both you and me, it's a win-win situation!"

After True Immortal Liuguang finished speaking, he looked at Hua Ling. Hua Ling didn't hesitate and immediately performed the master-disciple prostration.

"Disciple Hua Ling, greets Master!"

They say destiny is a strange thing. The Ghost Cave Tribe's curse was a source of suffering for the Mountain Mover Taoist.

But for Maoshan, it was an opportunity to seek a priceless treasure!

Days later, when Hua Ling informed Partridge Whistle and Old Foreigner that she had successfully become a disciple of Maoshan, Partridge Whistle's jaw dropped in disbelief.

Wait, his junior sister just soared to new heights?

Hua Ling didn't elaborate on the details of how she became a Maoshan disciple, nor could she reveal anything about the Ghost Cave Tribe's curse.

She only hinted obscurely to Partridge Whistle and Old Foreigner that they might not need to continue searching for the Muchen Pearl.

However, Partridge Whistle and Old Foreigner paid no mind to Hua Ling's subtle hint.

After bidding farewell to Hua Ling, Partridge Whistle and Old Foreigner embarked on their journey into the martial world…

Jiuquan Town.

Ever since Zhong Bai slew the Vampire Viscount in the church, the Yang Family had directly designated the church as Zhong Bai's Daoist Temple.

As for what Zhong Bai did with the church, the Yang Family wouldn't interfere.

"Sir! Someone's here for you!"

As Zhong Bai was meditating inside, Xiahe gently knocked on his door.

Opening his eyes, Zhong Bai got up and left the room, only to see Four-Eyes, whom he hadn't seen in a month, looking at him with an excited expression.

"Junior Brother Qianhe, I've finally found you!"

Four-Eyes was very excited, while Zhong Bai was somewhat repulsed.

No other reason than Four-Eyes was absolutely filthy at the moment, looking as if he had fled from disaster.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Junior Brother Qianhe, I can't believe you're living such a heavenly life as soon as you arrive in Jiuquan Town. Ah, I'm suffering, Senior Brother is suffering!"

As soon as they met, Zhong Bai didn't even have time to speak before Four-Eyes started complaining to himself.

But he truly was miserable. When he came down from Maoshan, Four-Eyes had thought of everything and picked up what he needed from the Corpse Herding Hall, but he forgot one thing: the place he was staying was on a main road.

He had to establish his Daoist Temple alone, and regarding this, Four-Eyes could only say the sky had fallen.

He had no money; how could he possibly describe his poverty?

After half a month of painstaking effort, Four-Eyes completely gave up on the idea of establishing his own Daoist Temple.

He directly set his sights on the other senior and junior brothers who had descended the mountain.

He didn't have a good relationship with Shi Jian, the sect leader's direct disciple. Although Auntie Zhe was in the county town, Four-Eyes couldn't bring himself to ask her for help.

That left only Lin Fengjiao and Zhong Bai.

He had already been to Ren Family Town. Senior Brother Lin was honestly building an Abandoned Inn, and not only did Four-Eyes not get any support, but Lin Fengjiao even made him work as a laborer for a few days.

Helpless, Four-Eyes could only come to see if there was an opportunity with Zhong Bai…

And at this moment, seeing the excited look on Four-Eyes' face, it was clear he had made up his mind.

"Senior Brother Four-Eyes, what is this…?"

Zhong Bai scrutinized the dirt covering Four-Eyes from head to toe. Four-Eyes, however, completely disregarded these minor issues.

"Junior Brother, your Senior Brother is suffering.

There's no one on that main road, so your Senior Brother has no source of income to establish a Daoist Temple.

Your Senior Brother truly has no other option now; I can only come to you for help, Junior Brother!"

As he spoke, Four-Eyes even tried to squeeze out a few tears.

Zhong Bai felt a bit awkward watching him, while Chunhua and Xiahe beside them couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhong Bai gave them a look, and Chunhua and Xiahe immediately covered their mouths.

"Cough cough, Sir, you and your Senior Brother chat first. We'll go prepare dinner right away!"

Xiahe pulled Chunhua and quickly slipped away, leaving Zhong Bai looking at his incessantly complaining Senior Brother, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation.

What a mess!

Unable to resist sighing inwardly, Zhong Bai could only let Four-Eyes continue his performance.

They were fellow disciples, and their relationship was usually quite good; he wouldn't stand by idly.

Let the Ghost Cave Tribe add a scene for him. And Hua Ling is definitely not the female lead anymore; this book has no female lead. It's decided.

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