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My Master is the Real Boss – Chapter 110

My Master is the Real Boss Chapter 110

Chapter 110: A Taoist Priest Carries a Blade

“This is an object of utmost Yin, it could have been paired with An Wensheng’s token, what a pity.”

After obtaining the token, he quickly disappeared from Ping’an Temple. After An Wensheng left, looking at the gourd still dripping liquid in the air, Gao Yu’an’s expression suddenly turned solemn:

“Disciple, you’ve really been wasting paper lately. This gourd, it’s not like it has to have a talisman on it.”

What kind of talk is that.

Hearing his Master’s words, which were quite ambiguous, Xiang Jiannan couldn’t help but roll his eyes while standing aside.

A little bit of talisman paper, and he uses such a serious tone. Master is really treating himself like an outsider.

He also knew that talismans weren’t necessary when using the gourd, but in the previous situation, he would definitely follow suit and seek stability.

His ability was not enough, he had to use the talismans drawn by his Master for blessing. In his hands, this gourd could only be considered an icing on the cake.

Dang~~~

Before Xiang Jiannan could speak, as the last drop of liquid fell from the bottom of the gourd to the ground, a crisp sound echoed in the air of Ping’an Temple.

The Guan Yu Blade that had been taken in earlier was now lying completely on the ground. Unlike An Wensheng’s token, it didn’t just appear straight in Xiang Jiannan’s sight after the last drop of liquid merged.

It looked tattered and worn, covered in dense rust, and the patterns were all corroded.

“What a dull blade, how could it have such power in the Ghost King’s hands.”

Squatting on the ground, carefully observing the Guan Yu Blade, Xiang Jiannan praised as he looked.

As expected of a weapon used by the Ghost King, this Guan Yu Blade, its appearance matches its owner very well.

Getting closer, he could even smell a musty odor. This quality, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it had been buried underground for a thousand years.

“It has been refined by the gourd.”

He raised his hand to pick up the Guan Yu Blade, but after only touching it slightly, Gao Yu’an immediately stopped.

The object of utmost Yin he had just mentioned was this Guan Yu Blade. His disciple didn’t seem to have taken it to heart. He immediately flicked a flame with his finger and pointed it downwards. As the flame made contact with the Guan Yu Blade for a moment, a dazzling light immediately appeared.

It was like many colors pieced together, suddenly scattering along the blade, layer upon layer flowing back and forth on the entire Guan Yu Blade. The various colors of light alternated, and after only a few breaths, the Guan Yu Blade was washed as if it were new. It emitted a bone-chilling coldness, with white mist swirling around it. Xiang Jiannan couldn’t help but tighten his Taoist robe at the sight.

“This Guan Yu Blade, it’s truly domineering!”

He looked up, not knowing what method his Master had used. At this moment, he only felt that the Guan Yu Blade in front of him was getting further and further from the image in his mind. Not getting up, Xiang Jiannan followed up by extending a palm to test it.

This Guan Yu Blade now felt like an ice block. Compared to when it was in the Ghost King’s hands, it seemed like a new product. He felt that he had a connection with this Guan Yu Blade. The Ghost King had already died at the hands of An Wensheng, and he could be considered to have unintentionally saved this weapon.

In this Great Zhou Dynasty where ghosts and monsters are rampant, a Taoist priest possessing a Guan Yu Blade shouldn’t be too much!

“This blade is an item of a close confidant of a military general. Judging by its quality, it has at least beheaded a few hundred people.”

“How do you know?”

Feeling that his Master was about to spout nonsense again, Xiang Jiannan was now only thinking about how to take the Guan Yu Blade for his own.

He wanted this Guan Yu Blade. With his current status, it seemed that he had no choice. There were only two Taoist priests in Ping’an Temple. He couldn’t possibly let his Master take it, right? The old man already had a horsetail whisk, and if he also had a Guan Yu Blade, he wouldn’t have enough hands.

Mainly, it didn’t match his image. But as a Little Taoist Priest, he didn’t need to consider such things. Such a good weapon, it absolutely couldn’t be wasted.

This Guan Yu Blade shouldn’t be too heavy. If he couldn’t lift it, he could try dragging it first.

A Little Taoist Priest dragging a Guan Yu Blade everywhere, the visual effect, just thinking about it was shocking.

“Isn’t it all written on it!”

Pointing to a line of inconspicuous small characters on the hilt, he signaled his disciple to look carefully. Gao Yu’an wasn’t lying this time.

That line of small characters clearly recorded that this Guan Yu Blade had achieved great feats in battle. If one didn’t look carefully, it would indeed be difficult to discover it on the blade.

“Three hundred and twenty-nine people…”

Under his Master’s reminder, he finally saw the line of small characters on the hilt. After reading it, Xiang Jiannan only felt that his Master was too meticulous.

He was simply a pair of thief’s eyes. If he hadn’t told him, he probably wouldn’t have believed that it was a line of text.

He had thought it was a pattern carved on the hilt.

“Master.”

He stood up from the ground, looking at Gao Yu’an who was quietly waiting beside him. Xiang Jiannan felt that he should be more tactful when asking for things. He had just had a not-so-friendly exchange with his Master before. Although he had brought back this Guan Yu Blade, it wasn’t appropriate to use force.

“Speak.”

“This blade should still be kept by the disciple.”

The day after the dense forest incident, a murderous aura suddenly appeared in Ping’an Temple. Opening the temple gate early in the morning, full of energy, looking at the two items, one large and one small, in his hands, Xiang Jiannan’s heart was filled with satisfaction.

He had both a weapon and a magical treasure. Next, he needed to strengthen his own cultivation. In his excitement, he first placed the gourd on the ground, wanting to pick up the broom. After thinking for a moment, he held the Guan Yu Blade with both hands again.

The weight of this Guan Yu Blade wasn’t as heavy as he had imagined. After several practices yesterday, he could barely swing it a few times. He felt that his Master had done something to the Guan Yu Blade, otherwise, with his small frame, it was impossible for him to adapt to it so quickly.

“Little Taoist Priest, so early in the morning, practicing your skills!”

From afar, he saw Xiang Jiannan clumsily wielding the Guan Yu Blade in front of the temple. Seeing him unable to straighten his back after a few swings, Wang Yixing felt a sense of wonder in his heart as he approached.

The Taoist priests of the Great Zhou Dynasty are truly free-spirited. After just one night, their weapons have been upgraded. Where did this majestic Guan Yu Blade come from!

“Practicing sword.”

His movements immediately stopped after being seen by Wang Yixing. Leaning on the hilt of the blade, Xiang Jiannan’s breath was rapid.

From today onwards, he would always be with the Guan Yu Blade. He would use Wang Yixing’s mouth to let the residents of Ping’an Town, who hadn’t seen it yet, have a basic understanding.

This guy was very good at spreading gossip. After his embellishment, when people saw him carrying a large blade, the masses who didn’t know the truth would be somewhat prepared. A Taoist priest with a blade, slaying all the evil in the world.

“Is Ping’an Temple going to fight someone?”

He only felt that the Guan Yu Blade in Xiang Jiannan’s hands had too much hostility. Looking at the blade that occasionally emitted light under the sun, Wang Yixing only felt his neck tingling from time to time.

This kind of blade wasn’t common on ordinary days. Ping’an Temple was probably going to have another big move soon.

Yesterday, they had just set fire to the dense forest in the north. If they said nothing was wrong, who would believe it.

Last night, Old Master Chen had already given the order. Since the Third Young Master passed the imperial exam, strange phenomena seemed to be occurring frequently. So, he had been asked to come and invite the Old Taoist Priest early in the morning.

Now it seems that it’s not needed.

Even the Taoist priests are equipped with Guan Yu Blades. Whether it’s auspicious or ominous, there’s basically no need to think about it.

Old Master Chen’s intuition is really accurate!


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(🇨🇳)My Master is the Real Boss

🇨🇳)My Master is the Real Boss

我师傅才是幕后大佬
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Chinese
Having transmigrated and become a Little Taoist Priest of Ping'an Temple, Xiang Jiannan feels that his life is quite tragic. Since transmigrating, all sorts of things that don't align with his original worldview have come his way, especially that Master in the Taoist temple, who is definitely clueless about how much he's screwing people over. Let's see how a Little Taoist Priest strives to grow while shedding tears of frustration. *** Xiang Jiannan, a modern soul mysteriously transmigrated into the body of a young Taoist priest in the remote town of Ping'an, just wants a quiet life. He's stuck with a master who's more interested in making a quick buck than imparting wisdom, and the local temple, Ping'an Temple, is more dilapidated than divine. But peace is short-lived. When a local family claims their "Peace Talismans" are useless against a haunting, Xiang Jiannan is reluctantly drawn into a series of increasingly bizarre events. As he investigates, Xiang Jiannan discovers that Ping'an Town is a hotbed of strange occurrences, from restless spirits to a pig demon with a penchant for collecting debts. With his master's help (or hindrance), and his own surprisingly potent, though often unpredictable, abilities, Xiang Jiannan must navigate this supernatural chaos. He finds himself forming an uneasy alliance with a mysterious agent from the Fu Mo Si, a government agency dedicated to suppressing the paranormal, and facing off against a variety of colorful characters, both human and otherwise. Along the way, Xiang Jiannan grapples with the meaning of cultivation, the effectiveness of his master's questionable methods, and the very nature of good and evil. His journey is a blend of comedic mishaps, genuine moments of terror, and a deep dive into a world where the line between the mundane and the magical is constantly blurred. He'll be forced to question everything he thought he knew about Taoism, about his master, and even about himself. And through it all, he must learn to trust his instincts, even if they lead him down the most unexpected, and often hilarious, paths.

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