Urban Sword Legend
Chapter 42

MMP

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After buying the mobile phone, the beautiful streamer Dong Keyan wanted to treat Li Bai to a meal, but the Great Demon made an excuse and slipped away.

A girl with no sense like this can just live alone in Germany for the rest of her life!

As soon as he got home, Qingyao, like all the little girls, snatched the mobile phone box from Li Bai and happily fiddled with her new phone.

High-tech, so fun!

There are no good things like this in other worlds, with mobile games that are never boring, you can go on forums to read news, and curse anyone you don't like, completely lawless.

The world is so big, there's enough space for this Demoness to have fun.

Ding dong!

Li Bai picked up his mobile phone and checked the text message he had just received.

"MMP!"

Damn it! Who the hell sent this?

Seeing the sender clearly, the Great Demon's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. It was Qingyao the Demoness's mobile number, family plan short number 662.

Even though anyone would send something when they first got their own mobile phone, what did this MMP mean?

He then looked at the troublesome Green Flood Dragon, who was pretending to be innocent behind the large NOTE screen!

Li Bai vaguely felt that buying the Demoness a mobile phone out of momentary soft-heartedness was probably a mistake, the beginning of great chaos.

There was no reasoning with this monster, so Li Bai snorted and returned to his room to cultivate.

However, he had just sat on the bed when his heart stirred slightly. He opened his eyes as if sensing something and saw the two-foot-long Green Flood Dragon coiled around his mobile phone, scurrying onto the bed with it.

"What are you doing?"

Not knowing what trick this Demoness was up to again, Li Bai glared at her.

Qingyao said weakly, "I'm out of money!"

"..."

Truly, there's an MMP I want to say but shouldn't.

Eating doesn't cost money, and her Flood Dragon body doesn't need any cosmetics. Li Bai couldn't understand how this Demoness had managed to spend all her monthly pocket money in such a short time.

"What exactly did you buy?"

Li Bai took the new mobile phone the Demoness had been fiddling with.

In the blink of an eye, it was filled with various APPs. She really stuffed anything into it, relying on the large storage space.

Oh, she can even shop online. She just bound her newly received bank card to an Alipay account.

Li Bai quickly found the order. It turned out to be a raw Moonstone worth 300 yuan. He bared his teeth. Spending all her pocket money on one transaction, that's not how you spend money even if you have it.

Thinking of his own meager wallet, raising a monster was really not easy. He had no choice but to transfer another three hundred yuan to the Demoness's Alipay account, giving her a stern warning: "From now on, I will be in charge of acquiring cultivation resources. This is a one-time exception; no more random purchases."

Moonstone wasn't particularly expensive among natural gemstones, but it was still a considerable expense for the Demoness's cultivation. Li Bai mused that instead of online shopping, it would be more cost-effective to find an opportunity to go to the place of origin and mine dozens of tons himself, especially since he had storage Magic Tools and Dragon Scales, which could be used to carry anything.

The Demoness didn't care about any of that and happily went back to Taobao with her newly recharged mobile phone.

Thinking about earning money, Li Bai wasn't without options. Among the local specialties he brought back from the other world, besides Magic Tools and elixirs, there were quite a few gold and silver treasures, copper coins, and unredeemable banknotes.

Gold and silver treasures could be converted into cash through relevant channels, but he was recently implicated in Yao Donghu's smuggling case and was still on record with the Public Security Bureau. If he suddenly had hundreds of thousands or millions of yuan appear out of nowhere, and his spending increased, it would likely attract the attention of the special investigation team, and he wouldn't be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Despite his friendship with Old Zhang and the others, if he crossed the line, these old detectives would definitely turn on him. The special investigation team was even prepared to take down a "big tiger" this time, so a few casual acquaintances meant nothing!

Before he had a suitable reason, these local specialties from the other world could not be touched for the time being.

Second Month Second, the dragon raises its head.

The morning mist had yet to dissipate. The black eaves within the white walls of the Taoist temple were still faintly visible. Roosters crowed one after another in the distant farmhouses.

The diligent young Taoist priests worked together to pull open the all-wood, unpainted main gate, which had been deliberately left un-oiled, emitting a desolate creaking sound.

Outside the gate were parked a Bentley, a Rolls-Royce, business cars, and a luxury coach, occupying nearly half of the parking lot.

The people waiting here were all impeccably dressed; some were even surrounded by entourages. They did not rush in but politely yielded to each other, entering the Qingliang Temple one after another.

The largest main building within the temple, the Sanqing Hall, echoed with chanting. The three Taoist priests who presided over most of the temple's affairs—Zhao Wendao, Li Jin Dan, and He Xunxian—were leading a group of disciples in their morning prayers.

The morning prayers would last for an hour. Those who entered the temple sipped the freshly picked Taoist tea served by the young Taoist priests while conversing in low voices, waiting patiently.

"The morning prayers are over, let's go receive our guests."

The Great Taoist Priest Zhao Wendao, with his white hair and youthful face and an air of immortal grace, flicked his horsetail whisk. Supported by two disciples, he rose from his prayer mat and nodded to the Second Taoist Priest Li Jin Dan and the Third Taoist Priest He Xunxian.

"As Senior Brother commands!"

The two Taoist priests bowed in unison.

"Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, today is the Second Month Second!"

The Third Taoist Priest He Xunxian seemed to recall something.

"Yes, the Second Month Second, the Green Dragon Festival. It's a day to welcome wealth and pray for peace. It's suitable for breaking houses and destroying walls, but not for any other endeavors. Marriage, moving, opening businesses, and moving into new homes are forbidden!"

Great Taoist Priest Zhao Wendao casually pinched his fingers, performing the calculations of the I Ching with ease.

"That's right!"

Second Daoist Li Jin Dan nodded.

"Have the two senior brothers forgotten anything?"

Third Daoist He Xunxian looked surprised. There was supposed to be something special today.

Great Daoist Zhao Wendao asked doubtfully, "Oh? Is it President Ma from Jinhe Coal Mine getting his son and daughter-in-law's horoscopes matched? Isn't that usually your job?"

Today's main client was supposed to be a coal boss from Shanyin Province. Third Brother was asking a question he already knew the answer to.

"I'm not talking about that. Two senior brothers, someone is going to challenge us to a duel today!"

He Xunxian scratched his head. His two senior brothers didn't seem to take it seriously at all. It was actually Second Senior Brother who had accepted the challenge on the "17th Floor" forum.

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Wendao and Li Jin Dan exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

He Xunxian was a little anxious. What was so funny about this?

Seeing his dejected look, Li Jin Dan chuckled, "Junior Brother, you're overthinking things. How can you take online words seriously? They'll never actually show up."

He Xunxian blinked, half-believing, half-doubting. "They won't show up?"

"People who talk big online are mostly just bluffing. Ten challenges, and ten are just talk. If you actually take them seriously, haha, it's just a joke. And you're still bothered by it."

Li Jin Dan flicked his sleeves, completely unconcerned about the so-called challenge.

Besides, wasn't "Li Bai's Demoness" the one who stood people up?

"Junior Brother, you're too attached. Infinite Blessings Heavenly Venerable. Think more about President Ma's matter, don't worry about these trivial things."

Zhao Wendao stroked his snow-white long beard, shook his head, and leisurely walked towards the back hall.

Third Junior Brother always failed to see through things.

"This is it!"

He Xunxian slapped his forehead. Senior Brother was right. Perhaps that psychiatrist had left him with some psychological trauma, causing him to take it too seriously.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the main entrance of the Daoist temple, followed by a group of demons and monsters aggressively surging in.

What, what are those things?

Naruto Uzumaki, Hatsune Miku, the Monkey King. It was one thing to have them, but why was Baldy Qiang there too?

In the blink of an eye, the peaceful and serene Qingliang Temple turned into a scene of demonic revelry.

A young woman in a plain blue ancient costume with gold threads, adorned with a golden hairpin and a fragrant fan, stood at the entrance of Qingliang Temple, speaking eloquently. A young man carrying a backpack held a professional live-streaming camera pointed at her.

"Second Month Second, the Dragon Raises Its Head, also known as the Green Dragon Festival. Today, at Qingliang Temple on the outskirts of Huxi City, a rare Daoist duel assembly is about to begin. I am currently standing at the entrance of Qingliang Temple. The challenger for this duel is the second Daoist of Qingliang Temple, Li Jin Dan, and the respondent is Doctor Li Bai from the psychiatry department of the Seventh People's Hospital, who holds a master's degree..."

The disciples of Qingliang Temple and Third Daoist He Xunxian all wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

Second Daoist Li Jin Dan's face was filled with disbelief.

The Abbot, Great Daoist Zhao Wendao, stiffly turned back, his face as black as the bottom of a pot. The white horsetail whisk snapped with a crackle.

"Tyrant: Send flowers!"

"Little Cutie Ya Little Cutie: Sending planes, preparing rockets!"

"Star Sea Big White Rabbit: 666"

To do a good job, one must first sharpen his tools. With the support of 150,000 yuan worth of live-streaming equipment, the indoor streamer became an outdoor event, and the number of viewers skyrocketed, with various rewards reaching new highs.

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