The requirements for promotion to a higher rank startled Bai Cang.
But he was only startled; his heart remained unmoved.
He was poor enough that he didn't even want to talk about chickens.
However, the "Five Ghosts Secret Records" made him overjoyed.
【The Five Ghosts' Secret Record: Raising five ghosts allows for possession through nightmares and curses, and includes the spells: Five Ghosts Transport and Five Ghosts Possession】
"Good, good, good. After traveling for ten days, I have finally encountered an opportunity related to cultivation."
Bai Cang was overjoyed at the sight, but then became somewhat worried. "It's a pity that refining the Five Ghosts requires magical power, so it seems we won't be able to use it for a while."
Just then, five shadowy figures, invisible to ordinary people, suddenly emerged from the "Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts" and instantly pounced into Bai Cang's body.
An extremely cold aura instantly stiffened his entire body.
"Oh no, this is bad!" Bai Cang exclaimed in surprise, instinctively mobilizing his true energy to try and resist the chilling aura.
But it had no effect at all, like trying to stop boiling water with boiling water or using a drop of water to extinguish a fire.
"boom!"
The next moment.
Bai Cang suddenly felt a vast aura descend, drawing up the five black shadows and merging them into his body.
Faintly, Bai Cang felt an itch on his back, as if something was growing out.
"Luckily it wasn't an itchy scalp, otherwise I would have thought I was growing a brain."
Bai Cang thought to himself, and immediately stretched out his true energy to test it.
Five ghostly figures were seen tumbling and rolling around in the center, emitting screams of agony.
But in the blink of an eye, the five ghostly figures were washed away from their eerie aura and transformed into five adorable "children" who roamed and played on Bai Cang's back.
"The Heavenly Dao Register, YYdS!" Bai Cang was overjoyed upon seeing this, but couldn't help feeling a wave of lingering fear.
If it weren't for the "Heavenly Dao Register," he probably would have been dead by now.
However, without the "Heavenly Dao Register," he would not have traveled through time.
So, to round it off, "Everything I have today is entirely due to my own hard work!"
【The Five Ghosts' Secret Records: Masterful Skill】
New terms are generated, and a new skill emerges.
Bai Cang suddenly felt that he had mastered the control over the five ghosts behind him.
It seems that with just a thought, one can command the five ghosts to do anything.
However, Bai Cang knew that this was just an illusion: driving the five ghosts was not without cost; at the very least, it would consume true energy.
With his current reserves of true energy, he could probably only control the five ghosts for a single breath before being completely drained.
This is still based on the premise that the "Five Ghosts" have been refined by the "Heavenly Dao Record" and that he has "mastered" the Five Ghosts Secret Record to a state of perfection.
Otherwise, it would be good enough if the five ghosts didn't devour their master; how could they possibly let such a "weakling" be driven around?
But in any case, he can now be considered to have entered the realm of "cultivation," and can barely be regarded as a wandering magician.
What is a wandering sorcerer? They are not people who practice cultivation in a proper way, but who have mastered cultivation methods through various means.
For example, raising poisonous insects or raising ghost children.
However, such itinerant sorcerers often have to pay a huge price, even sacrificing their lifespan or life, or through blood sacrifice, in order to activate their cultivation methods.
The various vicious methods are simply outrageous, and there is always the possibility of backlash. They are completely incomparable to "Master Bai Xiaodao" who has a golden finger.
For example, the "Five Ghosts" he currently possesses are very likely beings sealed within the "Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts" by a wandering sorcerer.
Just by looking at how ferocious they are, you can tell that the process of their creation must have been horrific.
"Wait a minute! If that's the case, then it's very likely that I've already offended some charlatan?"
Bai Cang suddenly realized a serious problem: "No! We have to shift the blame to someone else."
"Who knows what kind of trouble lies behind this 'Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts' painting? What if it's not some wandering sorcerer, but a real cultivator? Wouldn't I be doomed then?"
Thinking of this, Bai Cang casually placed the scroll on the counter and turned to the shopkeeper, saying, "Shopkeeper, you just said that you still accept pawns?"
This whole process of thinking was a long story, but in the shopkeeper's eyes, Bai Cang simply took the scroll and pondered for a moment.
“Our shop does not accept pawns, but the owner has another pawn shop.”
The shopkeeper said, "If Master Bai is short of money, I can introduce you to the manager of the pawnshop. I wonder..."
Before the shopkeeper could finish speaking, Bai Cang waved his hand to interrupt, saying, "No need. I'll pawn this 'Hundred Ghosts Night Parade' painting for one hundred taels of silver. Is that alright?"
"This...is a matter of great importance, please forgive me for not being able to make the decision."
The shopkeeper was polite, but his tone was unusually firm.
Good grief, you're not satisfied with just taking advantage, are you?
He had no intention of tolerating Bai Cang's pushy and opportunistic behavior.
"I really need the money urgently, please be lenient and do me a favor."
Bai Cang smiled upon hearing this and gently squeezed the shopkeeper's shoulder.
The five fingers were like iron clamps, almost crushing his bones.
"Master, aren't you afraid of being held accountable by our master for acting this way?"
Seeing Bai Cang's overbearing attitude, the shopkeeper's tone also became somewhat angry.
But Bai Cang was like a turtle eating a weight—determined to take advantage of the situation.
Without saying a word, he simply reached out and pressed his hand on the ironwood counter, leaving a shallow handprint.
It's as if they're saying: "You only get a few taels of silver a month, why are you risking your life?"
If this trick were used on the shopkeeper, it would probably cripple him on the spot.
"Very well, Daoist Master, you've got some skill. I admit defeat!"
The shopkeeper, being quite sensible, immediately said coldly, "I hope that when Inspector Chen comes knocking, you still have such methods."
Having said that, the shopkeeper didn't argue back, but instead took out two silver notes from his sleeve with a cold smile and handed them to Bai Cang.
A single note worth fifty taels, produced by Tonghui Money Shop, exchangeable throughout the world.
"No problem, no problem."
Bai Cang took the silver note, turned around and swaggered away.
How could he not know that his clumsy handling of the situation would inevitably lead to trouble?
But how could Chen Xunzhao, who was only a first-rate talent, compare to Lang Mie, who refined and raised the Five Ghosts?
Moreover, Bai Cang didn't do anything too outrageous; frankly, it was just a matter of one hundred taels of silver.
Even if Zhang He can't handle it, at most Bai Cang will just suffer a little.
Which is more important, suffering or your life?
Not to mention, Bai Cang had already thought of a way to clean up the mess before daring to pull this stunt.
Thinking like that.
Bai Cang had no interest in wandering around outside. He hurriedly returned to the Sanyin Temple and headed straight for the medicine hall.
Why did he insist on having exactly one hundred taels of silver, neither more nor less?
Because the small health-preserving pills sold in the pharmacy have an internal price that happens to be this amount.
And this small health-preserving pill was precisely the key to his breakthrough!
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