Since Chu Yu's employee level was upgraded, the number of takeout orders in the underworld has increased. Xiao Mei said that the superiors spent money to advertise in the underworld, letting more ghosts know about the takeout business, which is why the number of orders has increased.
After Employee No. 2 goes online, the Underworld Group will recruit more Underworld deliverymen.
Chu Yu thought this profession was a hot commodity, and often went to the courtyard to urge Jiang Huai'an to cultivate hard so that he could apply for a job with the Underworld Group. If he got the job, they could work together.
Encouraged, Jiang Huai'an got up before dawn every day to cultivate diligently, which pleased Chu Yu.
Time passed by in a flurry of activity.
Two weeks later.
That day, Chu Yu had just delivered takeout to the underworld when her phone vibrated upon her return with a new WeChat message.
She picked up her phone, opened WeChat, and saw a message from Jiang Huai'an's friend, A Jing.
【Junior Sister Chu Yu, Brother Huai'an has been bullied! Come to the Taoist Association headquarters immediately for support.】
Chu Yu's face darkened. Someone actually dared to bully her senior brother; they were asking for death.
She immediately rode her electric scooter to the headquarters of the Taoist Association.
The headquarters of the Taoist Association is a Taoist temple called Hongfeng Temple on the outskirts of the city.
This Taoist temple has a history of a thousand years, covers a large area, has thousands of disciples, and is very powerful.
The Taoist temple's courtyard is planted with many tall maple trees. Every autumn, the maple leaves turn a fiery red, which is both magnificent and beautiful. Therefore, the Taoist temple is named Red Maple Temple.
The abbot of Hongfeng Temple, Daoist Lingxiao, is a highly accomplished Taoist. He is the president of the Taoist Association, a man of great virtue and prestige, and holds a high position in the field of metaphysics.
At that moment, an angry voice came from the backyard of the Taoist temple: "Blue Sword, what do you mean? Not only have you stolen my missions multiple times, but when I went to set up my fortune-telling stall, you sent people to cause trouble, causing me to be chased by the city management officers for several blocks and suffer heavy losses. You are clearly targeting me on purpose. Aren't you shameless?"
The one who was cursing was Jiang Huai'an, and the one he cursed, Lan Jian, was the chief disciple of Tai Zhen Temple.
Tai Zhen Temple is a remote little Taoist temple, not far from Qing Xuan Temple where Jiang Huai'an and his group are. The two temples have always been at odds, especially their abbots, who have always been irreconcilable enemies.
When Daoist Changfeng was still alive, the disciples of Taizhen Temple were somewhat wary of him. But since Daoist Changfeng passed away, the disciples of Taizhen Temple have been constantly suppressing Jiang Huai'an and his group.
Recently, Jiang Huai'an's missions have been stolen multiple times, and he is also sabotaged when he goes out to do missions. As a result, he not only fails to earn money, but also loses a lot of money. This is like adding insult to injury for him who has to pay off his debts.
After enduring it several times, Jiang Huai'an couldn't stand it anymore and went directly to the Taoist Association to settle scores with Lan Jian.
Lan Jian was tall and around 30 years old. He wore a blue Taoist robe and had an arrogant expression. In the face of Jiang Huai'an's angry cursing, he snorted and said disdainfully, "Jiang Huai'an, you are wrong. The tasks of the Taoist Association are all taken based on one's ability. If you can't take them, it only means that you are not capable."
Also, if your fortune-telling stall gets disrupted, that has nothing to do with me. It's just because your skills are so bad that people mistook you for a charlatan and chased and beaten by the city management officers. That's your own fault.
"You're so useless, you've completely disgraced your Qingxuan Temple. Instead of going back to reflect on your actions, you're here shouting and yelling. It's truly shameful. If your master knew, he'd probably jump out of his coffin in anger."
Enraged by his insults, Jiang Huai'an immediately drew his magical artifact and gritted his teeth, saying, "You shameless scoundrel, it's one thing to belittle me, but you even dare to mention my master? Are you courting death?"
After saying that, he summoned his magical weapon, a black stick that was one meter long.
Upon seeing the stick, Lan Jian laughed mockingly: "I heard that this stick is a magical artifact left to you by your master before his death. It's useless and can only be used to start a fire. It's commonly known as a fire stick."
Your master actually left you this junk, and you treat it like a treasure? Your Taoist temple must be desperate for money! Neither master nor disciple has any taste, hahaha…”
The disciples of Taizhen Temple standing nearby also began to laugh.
Hearing their laughter, Jiang Huai'an felt both angry and frustrated.
Master Changfeng left magical artifacts for his five disciples.
The eldest brother loves to cook and is skilled at it, so Master left him a spatula with divine power. The eldest brother is also a master swordsman, so Master gave him an ancient sword with divine power. The third brother loves to do business and has a good business sense, so Master gave him a golden abacus with divine power. The youngest sister is skilled in martial arts, so Master gave her a demon-subduing umbrella.
When he arrived in Jianghuai'an, his master gave him a wooden stick without any magical power. It was useless and seemed only good for starting a fire. He was often ridiculed by outsiders as a "fire stick."
This made him quite depressed.
When Jiang Huai'an's friend A Jin saw them all laughing at Jiang Huai'an, she got angry and stepped forward to speak up for him: "What are you laughing at? The magic weapon that Daoist Changfeng left for Brother Huai'an is naturally a treasure. It's just that you don't know it."
Hearing him say that, Lan Jian scoffed and said disdainfully, "It's just a fire poker, what kind of treasure is it? I think you're pretty blind."
A Jing was about to scold him, but Jiang Huai'an stopped him: "Don't bother with them, they're just a bunch of blind and mad dogs."
Lan Jian's face darkened, and he pointed at him angrily, "Jiang Huai'an, who are you calling a mad dog? You weakling, you're asking for a beating. Now I'll show you what it means to be completely outmatched. Let's see if you still dare to make a fool of yourself here."
Lan Jian raised his hand and summoned an ancient sword, then swung it at Jiang Huai'an.
Jiang Huai'an had been putting up with him for a long time and was just looking forward to a fight. When he saw the long sword coming down, he raised his stick to block it. With a snap, the ancient sword struck the stick, and the stick instantly generated a strong rebound force. The hand holding the sword was jolted and felt a sharp pain, and he was forced to take several steps back.
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