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My Master is the Real Boss – Chapter 58

My Master is the Real Boss Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Give Me Some Face

It’s him.

Looking at the arrogant phantom in the air, Xiang Jiannan muttered in a low voice. This White-faced Scholar was indeed extraordinary. Since they knew each other, could he give him some face? The thought made him feel ashamed, but he saw Zen Master Lekong and the others spontaneously form an arc, as if they wanted to fight the phantom to the end.

In this case, what should we do!

Putting away those unrealistic fantasies, Xiang Jiannan immediately leaned closer to his Master. Although he didn’t know much about the cultivation levels of Zen Master Lekong and the others, Monk Nengren had set a very cruel example for them. He was still lying on the ground unconscious. From being full of murderous intent to being unconscious, it was all a matter of a moment.

This White-faced Scholar is indeed not an ordinary person. Just standing in the air and doing nothing made everyone on the ground feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. Of course, this situation did not include Master. While he was busy with his analysis, his old man looked as calm as ever, just standing there as if waiting for something to happen, as steady as an old…old sage.

This is probably what is called strength creating the extraordinary.

At this time, he couldn’t see what Master was thinking. He took a few more steps closer to him, and Xiang Jiannan felt a little more at ease. No matter what Master was thinking now, as a disciple, he must stay on the same side as him. Ever since he arrived at this confluence of water, he felt that everything was quite sudden and confusing, and now they were in this situation.

“Excuse me!”

The three parties then stood firm.

After confronting the phantom in the air for a while, the water demons on the shore were caught in a dilemma. They didn’t dare go into the water, and they didn’t want to stay on the shore. Finally, they huddled together near the water’s edge. Looking around, they were all trembling.

Compared to the cultivators who were driving them away, the simple-minded water demons were more aware of the gap in strength. The phantom above them was far beyond their ability to defy. Under the immense pressure, being able to get close to the water without being overturned again had become the best outcome for now.

Suddenly, he felt that the water demons were quite pitiful. When several streams of Qi swept over, Xiang Jiannan was instantly awakened. This kind of pity should not be a constant feeling. A little carelessness could cost him his life. As Zen Master Lekong rose and moved forward, it seemed that a force in the world was also surging. It penetrated directly through his monk’s robe and into his pores. Although it was invisible, he could feel the endless torrent.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three thunderclaps suddenly appeared. With his hands clasped together as if silently chanting, when the red light appeared again, Zen Master Lekong’s monk’s robe was flying as he began to walk into the air. This time, lotus flowers grew under his feet. With each step he took, a golden lotus would automatically appear, connecting with the sole of his foot, just like climbing a ladder to heaven.

Fifth Rank of the Buddhist Sect, each step creates a lotus.

As the distance to the phantom gradually closed, Xiang Jiannan saw that Zen Master Lekong’s figure seemed to blur. Cracking sounds rang out at this moment. Just as he reached the halfway point, streams of water turned into sharp blades to block his path. Once the sharp blades were formed, they did not hesitate. They aimed at Zen Master Lekong, who had just taken a step, and launched a combined attack head-on.

Clang!

His whole body was instantly surrounded by golden light. Just as the sharp blades were about to pierce his face, Xiang Jiannan felt that the entire ground seemed to shake. He saw Zen Master Lekong retreat continuously, and the lotus flowers that had grown under his feet also shattered one by one after he stepped on them.

Fragments kept falling from the air. The monks who were still in place could not stand still because of this. Except for the dozens of monks carrying cloth bags, the others flew up, wanting to help, but before they could reach Zen Master Lekong, they were forced to retreat again by a series of water streams falling from the sky.

“Zen Master Lekong!”

After retreating from the air to the shore, he couldn’t stand firm for a moment. Zen Master Lekong was extremely weak when he landed. He tried to support himself several times but failed. Finally, his body softened and he ended up in the same posture as Monk Nengren.

The latter was still lying on the ground. After Zen Master Lekong fell, he seemed to have moved.

“The demons of the East Sea cannot be subdued by you and I.”

When he was helped up by the crowd, his eyes returned to their original state. Zen Master Lekong said weakly, staring intently at Gao Yu’an as he spoke, his expression self-evident.

“Monk, why do you have to do this?”

Seeing that the red light in the air was scattered by a stream of water, Xiang Jiannan knew that the monks’ last hope should have been shattered. Although the confrontation between Zen Master Lekong and the phantom was only a short round, in his view, it was the most realistic contest of strength.

With just a few sharp blades formed by water streams, he easily defeated Zen Master Lekong. This kind of power gap was like an insurmountable chasm. What was even more terrifying was that the White-faced Scholar was likely not using his true strength. From beginning to end, Zen Master Lekong had not been able to reach his side.

“Give this old Taoist a little face, let’s call it a day.”

After Zen Master Lekong looked at him, he wanted to make a gesture. He slightly adjusted his Taoist robe, and Gao Yu’an spoke to the phantom in the air again:

“This monk’s knowledge is shallow. For the sake of this poor Taoist, let it be.”

“You’re quite good at playing peacemaker.”

Looking at the crowd with a mocking tone, the phantom in the air stopped talking. When he raised his hand, several streams of water shot down again. This time, they were only aimed at Xiang Jiannan and Gao Yu’an. His skill in controlling water was very proficient, launching attacks from multiple directions at the same time.

“This is to avenge the time you two stabbed me!”

Who the h*ll stabbed you!

Seeing the fierce water streams coming, Xiang Jiannan immediately circulated his Green Qi. He only felt that this White-faced Scholar was talking nonsense, but he did not dare to be careless. The Green Qi formed a circle in front of him. After setting it up, he retreated.

He felt that he couldn’t withstand this move from the White-faced Scholar. Zen Master Lekong had just been helped up from the ground.

Bang!

It shattered immediately after contacting the water stream. As Xiang Jiannan had expected, the Green Qi he had set up was useless. It was as brittle as a piece of thin paper. In an instant, it vanished into thin air with the impact of the water stream. Although he had retreated to his Master’s side, the sense of crisis that was coming at him had not been lifted.

That water stream was still staring at him. After shattering the Green Qi, it seemed to have become even more dangerous.

Master!

He drew out several more streams of Green Qi. Xiang Jiannan turned his head to look beside him, but saw that the place where Master had been standing was empty. For a moment, his hope was shattered.

The reason why he wasn’t panicking was because he felt he had something to rely on. With this turn of his head, another accident happened. Just like that night at the Chen residence, his old Master disappeared silently. If he wasn’t careful, this old Taoist would disappear without a trace.

He was instantly hit by the water stream. Before he could even turn his head, Xiang Jiannan’s body flew out of control. The White-faced Scholar’s cultivation was simply powerful. The water stream he was manipulating hit his body, but he didn’t even feel any pain?

Rubbing his body as he climbed up from the ground, Xiang Jiannan didn’t know what went wrong. As his chest felt a burst of stuffiness, it seemed that something was traveling all over his body from his brow, and an indescribable sense of exhilaration surged, making him want to shout a few times while standing there.

“I’ll settle this matter, Master, don’t hide!”

“You settle my a*s!”

Appearing suddenly from who knows where, Gao Yu’an looked at Xiang Jiannan as if he were an idiot, pointed at the top of his head, and said in a very proud tone:

“What nonsense are you talking about? This teacher has just negotiated it!”


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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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