My Master is the Real Boss – Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Self-Positioning

“So, the female ghost was actually the beginning of the whole thing?”

Recalling that terrifying glimpse that night, Xiang Jiannan’s tone was still indifferent as he spoke.

His thoughts were all in his mind, simply listening and making judgments.

He hadn’t expected that his Master would start talking about the imperial court right away. The capital was thousands of miles away, yet a small town like Ping’an could be so feared.

Was this kind of lockdown nationwide?

“You could say that, but it backfired.”

Rubbing his chin, Gao Yu’an quietly looked at his disciple. He actually had questions in his heart, but it wasn’t convenient to ask.

Why did the Peace Talisman from that night have a lethal effect? And then there was the pig demon that was suddenly subdued. Some things he didn’t really care about, but when he happened to think about them, he found them quite interesting.

His Grandmaster told him to wait when he jumped into the sea back then. Now, could this be considered a result?

“There are plenty of wandering souls in our Great Zhou Dynasty. This is just their usual trick.”

“It was originally a low-level tactic, but who would have thought it would provoke Chen Jingxuan’s anger.”

Seeing that his disciple seemed to be carefully weighing his words, Gao Yu’an slowly stretched out a leg that was about to go numb:

“When a scholar gets angry, it’s very scary.”

It’s alright. If it had been anyone else that day, you, old man, would probably be who-knows-where by now.

Xiang Jiannan’s anger towards Chen Jingxuan was limited to that day at the entrance of Ping’an Temple. He felt that a scholar’s anger should be intangible. That day was the first time he had seen Chen Family Third Young Master angry. The two of them rarely met anyway.

Compared to the rough and boisterous laborers in the town, Chen Jingxuan was definitely much more subtle. If it had been any other leader at the time, Xiang Jiannan wouldn’t have had the chance to take his Master to settle things.

He wouldn’t even have time to cry, let alone do anything else.

The people of Ping’an Town were simple and honest. The residents of the town always kept their word. A Taoist temple with no reputation, a dozen people, they would tear it down for you if they said they would.

This was probably what they called fate. His Master had known it all along.

“This disciple thought it was just a simple haunting.”

The words were insincere, Xiang Jiannan was just being perfunctory.

The pig demon that came later must have been seeking revenge. This old Taoist was speaking so sincerely today, but why did he pretend to be crazy and foolish back then, repeatedly putting himself in danger? Thinking about it again, it was hard not to feel resentment.

His ability to run away at the last minute was quite strong. Next, he wouldn’t be saying that it was to train him, would he?

“As your teacher, I did remind you before.”

Seeing the resentment in his disciple’s eyes after he spoke, Gao Yu’an continued to act as if he was in the right:

“Disciple, you’ve grown a lot now. The true meaning of cultivation lies in how much you’ve experienced.”

“When did you remind this disciple?”

Not knowing which matter Gao Yu’an was talking about, Xiang Jiannan wouldn’t be fooled by his short sentence.

Master, do you know what this disciple is thinking now? In this short while, I really don’t believe you know everything.

People’s hearts are separated by their bellies. In the Taoist sect, there’s no such thing as mind-reading, is there? If there was, many things would become much simpler.

“How could there not be? When you were going to the Chen Residence, I repeatedly gave you looks. The matter was important, and I wanted you to be alert and think thrice before acting.”

You were just afraid of returning the silver, weren’t you?

Seeing that his Master’s words sounded so convincing, Xiang Jiannan didn’t want to continue arguing with him. He went straight to the point, wanting to ask all the questions in his heart:

“Why do you always pretend to be timid and fearful when you clearly have such strong cultivation?”

“What are you saying? Disciple, you’ve misunderstood…”

Feeling that his disciple shouldn’t be dwelling on this matter, Gao Yu’an’s tone was disdainful:

“High cultivation doesn’t mean you have a big heart. The fact that I’ve made it this far is all thanks to my two hundred meters of hard work on my feet!”

“If you’re scared, you definitely won’t force yourself!”

“Those fears were all real…”

The next morning, after opening the temple gate, Xiang Jiannan insisted on practicing a few moves with the Guan Yu’s Blade in front of the gate. Before long, he was panting for breath.

He had talked with his Master for a long time yesterday, and in the process, he had resolved some of the doubts in his heart.

According to his Master’s explanation, the female ghost was sent by the Prefectural City God, and her purpose was to disrupt Chen Jingxuan’s mind, so that he would not have peace before the Autumn Examination.

And because they couldn’t directly attack Chen Jingxuan, they chose his father, Chen Laoyezi.

When the head of the family was plagued by ghosts and evil, his son would naturally be affected as well.

As for why they didn’t dare to directly attack Chen Jingxuan, in his Master’s words, it was because they didn’t have the guts. After decades of studying hard, Chen Jingxuan’s luck had already reached its peak.

It was not easy to provoke a scholar whose luck had reached its peak. If they directly attacked him, it would cause a series of chain reactions that would be difficult to deal with. Even the most powerful interest group would not be able to clean up the mess.

They could have dragged it out a bit longer, but their master and disciple duo suddenly disrupted the situation and destroyed the female ghost. This was also why the officials under the Prefectural City God in the prefecture sought trouble with them that night, all because they wanted to vent their anger.

The Prefectural City God and the people of their Human Sect were not the same kind. Over the years, they had formed their own set of standards and had their own circle of friends.

Later, his Master used a counter-plot and broke the lockdown in the prefecture with the seal.

As for the Azure Dragon, it was a bit beyond his Master’s understanding. It was released from Li Yuanwai’s ancestral grave, and its subsequent actions were all self-motivated.

The dense forest was the last barrier in the plan. In order to delay Chen Jingxuan’s entry into officialdom for a longer time, they had deliberately buried a military general there, using martial arts to suppress the literary, although he didn’t know if An Wensheng taking him to the dense forest was his Master’s intention, it had now been burned to ashes.

The direction of the dense forest was west of north in Ping’an, and due north was where the capital was located.

The matters of Li Yuanwai and the Long-Bearded Elder had nothing to do with Ping’an Town. These two were unexpected events.

Recently, the Bagua seemed to have disappeared from his body. It hadn’t appeared for a long time.

Because of his Master’s words yesterday, Xiang Jiannan was worried. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was thinking about how to quickly improve his cultivation.

He was now in urgent need of the Bagua’s help, and he had already arranged his entire schedule for the future.

Read scriptures, draw talismans, and then practice the sword early in the morning.

Yesterday, he had asked his Master what he needed to pay attention to. The old Taoist was silent for a long time, and finally said, “Live well.” This one sentence spurred him on to almost read scriptures by lamplight until dawn. He barely rested, but he was still full of energy.

Chen Jingxuan’s anger came from many sources, including his failure in the imperial examinations after decades of hard study, his Master’s deception of Chen Laoyezi, the female ghost’s scare, and the town residents’ cold ridicule…

All combined into one.

Thinking back to the day he transmigrated, Xiang Jiannan was once again certain that he had come with a mission.

He was playing the role of a troublemaker.

The original little Taoist’s life wasn’t strong enough, so he was pulled over from his original world. If he wanted to live well in the Great Zhou Dynasty, he had to have strong cultivation to support him. It wouldn’t be long before things would probably come again.

Wasn’t he still in debt to the Prefectural City God for five levels of cultivation? From his Master’s conversation yesterday, he guessed that the old Taoist might be going to welch on the debt.

A major conflict was imminent.