Slaying the Feng Shui Master!

"Above the Five Thunders, divine thunder rumbles. Evils retreat, the righteous path endures."

"Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, break!"

Lin Fan shouted sternly, pointing at the man and the zombie.

Sizzle!

Suddenly, purple thunder shadows converged on two spots, striking straight down in an instant.

"You... Impossible!"

The old man's eyes held an expression of disbelief.

He stared blankly at the divine thunder striking down from above.

He was suppressed and couldn't move an inch!

His body felt out of control.

He wanted to move but was helpless!

In an instant, the purple thunder surged towards the man and the zombie!

Old Master Ren roared a few times.

He fell to the ground, with thick black smoke billowing around him.

After struggling painfully a few times, he lost all movement.

The old man, however, had long since lost his life, reduced to a charred husk.

It was as if a gentle breeze would turn him into dust at that moment!

[System Notification: Congratulations to the host for killing a Purple Zombie, gaining 100 Merit Points]

[System Notification: Congratulations to the host for killing a Xiantian Realm fifth-level evil cultivator, gaining 300 Merit Points]

As the System's voice sounded, Lin Fan landed steadily.

Those impossible events, happening again and again, had once again appeared before him.

The people in the hall stared at Lin Fan in shock.

They seemed not to have recovered from being saved.

The entire hall was astonished, speechless.

Everyone stared blankly, dumbfounded, at the scene before them.

The terrifying thunder from moments ago seemed to still be exploding in their ears!

Was this a celestial phenomenon?

They had seen Taoist priests before, but never such a scene!

"Senior Disciple Brother..."

Qiu Sheng looked stunned, gazing at Lin Fan's retreating back.

Vaguely, it felt like he was looking at a great mountain standing before him.

One that made people unable to help but look up to and revere.

How could this be?

This wasn't a one-on-one fight.

It wasn't even a match of equal strength!

A Purple Zombie comparable to a Xiantian Realm third-level expert.

That was already enough to scare one to death.

Let alone a Xiantian Realm fifth-level expert.

A Taoist priest whose Xiantian Realm had undergone a qualitative change!

The Feng Shui master had been refining corpses for many years, reaching the peak of his art.

This man and zombie were truly a case of one plus one being greater than two!

Yet, Senior Disciple Brother could easily handle the Purple Zombie.

He could also fend off the Feng Shui master with both hands.

And in the end, it was just a single bolt of lightning.

That killed the desperate attack of this man and zombie!

So easily?

How was that possible!

Oh, and that lightning strike just now...

It wasn't the Five Thunders Spell at all, was it?

Absolutely impossible!

A normal Five Thunders Spell, even with my luck.

Even if I used all my strength, I could barely cast it.

Its power wasn't even a tenth of Senior Disciple Brother's!

No, not even one percent!

Come to think of it, even Master's perfected Five Thunders Spell.

Never gave me this feeling of fear and shock.

"Lin Fan, you, you're too amazing!"

Ren Tingting only snapped back to reality at this moment.

Her face filled with surprise and admiration, she couldn't help but exclaim joyfully.

As her voice fell.

The entire Ren family seemed to awaken from a dream, their faces showing joy.

Then, gasps of amazement rose one after another!

We're saved!

"Young Daoist Lin, we have you to thank this time!"

Ren Fa, having survived the disaster, still had a look of shock on his face.

He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Lin Fan, his hand still trembling uncontrollably. He said with a shaky voice, "Otherwise..."

Before he could finish, Ren Fa took a deep breath and shook his head repeatedly in amazement.

If it weren't for Lin Fan, let alone himself and his daughter Tingting who were the targets of revenge tonight.

The entire Ren family would likely have been destroyed into ruins by this person and this zombie!

"Young Daoist Lin, you're too amazing!"

"If it weren't for Young Daoist Lin, I can't even imagine, you scared me to death!"

"Young Daoist Lin, truly worthy of being Uncle Jiu's senior disciple brother!"

"What senior disciple brother of Uncle Jiu? I'm afraid even Uncle Jiu isn't this amazing?"

From the Ren family, waves of praise rose one after another.

Lin Fan listened, feeling embarrassed, and repeatedly cupped his hands in a salute.

He chuckled awkwardly, "I can't compare to Master, not even close. I'm just glad you're all safe."

"Lin Fan, you're too modest!"

Ren Tingting pouted and teased him with a smile.

"Tingting, you..."

Lin Fan's heart trembled at her words, and he smiled bitterly.

Just as expected!

As soon as Ren Tingting spoke, the Ren family members, who had just calmed down.

Immediately started flattering him again.

Lin Fan's face turned red and his heart pounded, it wasn't that serious, it really wasn't.

It's not that big of a deal!

"Senior Disciple Brother, stop playing modest when you've already won. Just accept everyone's praise!"

Qiu Sheng also laughed and patted Lin Fan.

He deliberately raised his voice, "If it weren't for Senior Disciple Brother, we probably wouldn't have survived tonight!"

"Saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Senior Disciple Brother, how many pagodas have you built?"

As his voice fell, the crowd sighed and marveled again.

It was truly sickening to listen to.

"You brat, wait and see. You enjoy stirring up trouble, don't you?"

Lin Fan leaned towards Qiu Sheng and cursed him in a low voice.

It was almost over, and you're still doing this?!

"Hehe, Senior Disciple Brother, what are you saying? I'm just telling the truth."

Qiu Sheng shrugged and spread his hands helplessly.

"Master Ren."

Lin Fan really couldn't stand it anymore.

He quickly gave Ren Fa a meaningful look, "It's getting late."

Master Ren understood and chuckled, flicking his hand.

He said loudly, "Alright, alright, everyone hurry up and get some rest."

"Have a few people clean up the mess, then you're all dismissed."

The crowd quieted down upon hearing this.

Some cleaned, others rested.

Master Ren secretly observed Lin Fan, who was tidying up, and was more satisfied the more he looked.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, this kid's strength and character are both too excellent.

He wasn't flustered or scared in the face of danger; he was brave and resourceful.

After everyone had sung his praises, an ordinary person would have been puffed up with pride.

Lin Fan, however, remained unmoved, appearing almost troubled by it.

And this was just an eighteen-year-old young man!

Mature and humble, yet still possessing youthful spirit.

"If only Lin Fan could..."

Master Ren glanced at Ren Tingting, who was diligently brewing tea for Lin Fan nearby, and a thought arose in his mind.

Tingting and Lin Fan could be considered a perfect match.

"Master Ren, what are you thinking about?"

Qiu Sheng, standing beside him, asked curiously as he saw Master Ren's expression shift.

"Nothing, nothing."

Master Ren jolted, glancing around guiltily, pretending to inspect the main hall.

"Don't just stand there, come over and have some tea to calm your nerves."

Ren Tingting finished brewing the tea and sat in the hall, beckoning everyone.

"Okay, okay."

Master Ren quickly agreed and walked over with Qiu Sheng.

As soon as Qiu Sheng sat down, he saw Ren Tingting about to serve tea to Lin Fan.

He chuckled, "What's the reason for serving tea to a junior first?"

"This..."

Ren Tingting froze, her face flushing.

It was a minor matter of etiquette, but being called out made her feel shy.

She didn't know why she had done it instinctively.

"Never mind serving tea to Lin Fan first; even bowing to a lifesaver wouldn't be too much."

Master Ren quickly smoothed things over with a smile.

He fawningly snatched the teapot and eagerly poured a cup of hot tea for Lin Fan.

Lin Fan waved his hand and said calmly, "Master Ren is joking. I just took your money to resolve your troubles."

"Alright, alright, we're all familiar now, no need for formalities. Drink your tea quickly."

Ren Tingting covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

She urged them on, "This is our family's prized tea."

"Dad usually keeps it to himself and drinks it secretly."

Master Ren was taken aback, then glared, "Tingting, this is..."

"What's wrong?"

Qiu Sheng looked at Master Ren innocently.

"Nothing, drink your tea, drink your tea."

Master Ren's hand trembled slightly as he lifted his teacup, his heart practically bleeding.

This was top-grade Longjing tea, a treasure! How much did a sip of this cost...

Never mind, he thought, it's an investment to win over this golden son-in-law!

Night fell.

Anxious footsteps echoed outside the yamen.

Uncle Jiu didn't stop, not taking a moment to rest.

He hurried into the yamen.

Inside, A Wei was seen with one leg crossed, resting on a small stool.

Drinking tea and chatting with the many yamen runners of the yamen.

Suddenly, Uncle Jiu and A Wei actively came to greet him.

"A Wei, what did Wen Cai do to fall to the ground that you're resorting to harsh interrogation!"

Uncle Jiu asked sternly.

"Wen Cai? Uncle Jiu, you can't just say things like that. He's not with me. I haven't even seen him."

As soon as A Wei finished speaking.

Uncle Jiu's expression tensed, and he asked in confusion, "What?!"