Shen Le, Get Out of the Way! Don't Try to Understand a Top Student's Abilities When You're a Slacker!

Daoist Qingyue left behind a promise—"I'll help you find them"—then placed an order with Shen Le for five Spirit Gathering Array daybeds before drifting away.

On the third day, two Daoists from Longhu Mountain arrived together. They set up an altar in the factory, laid out ritual seals, banners, spirit tablets, and other offerings, then loosened their hair, wielded swords, and performed rites with Yu the Great's ritual steps.

After making a huge fuss, they had only dispersed a thin layer of black qi from the sail's surface. Compared to what the wooden ship itself had accumulated—

It was like scooping a cupful of dirt from Mount Tai—utterly insignificant...

"Um... let's wait for the fellow Daoists from the Maoshan Sect to take a look before deciding."

The two Daoists were drenched in sweat. They collapsed beneath the altar and did not want to move a muscle. What the hell? Daoist Qingyue had told them there was an object here that was difficult to lay to rest and asked them to take a look. He had not said it would be this difficult!!!

The next day, two heavyweights from the Maoshan Sect also hurried over. This time, even the space for setting up an altar inside the factory had been taken. After speaking with their fellow Daoists from Longhu Mountain several times and climbing in and out of the ship to inspect it repeatedly, the two experts had no choice but to withdraw and set up another altar outside the factory.

One altar stood inside, another outside, while the little monk sat at the bow. Three different chants mingled into one. After half an hour of effort, the Maoshan Taoists regretfully told Shen Le:

"The death qi and plague qi in this wooden ship are far too heavy. Ordinary methods cannot