Qingxuan remained silent and quietly gave a thumbs up.
At one o'clock in the morning, Victoria Peak was unusually quiet.
The night wind blew from the distant harbor and neon lights, rustling the leaves covering the mountainside.
Standing here, you can see almost the entire Hong Kong Island.
The water ripples, the mountain shadows sway, and the neon lights glitter... It seems as if an invisible dragon vein is lurking from the top of Victoria Peak.
Such a mysterious and auspicious feng shui location, no wonder they chose to lay a trap here.
"Mr. Lin, may I ask you a question?" Qingxuan asked respectfully after calming herself down.
"Please speak, Taoist priest."
"Was what Mr. Lin just did a Wind Release technique?"
"Wind Release Technique? Never heard of it."
"Impossible! If it weren't for the Taoist Wind Escape Technique, how could you move so fast?" Qingxuan exclaimed in surprise.
"If I said it was innate, would you believe me, Taoist priest?" Lin Dong chuckled; this old Taoist was too adorable.
"No, no, you must help me resolve this mystery tonight." Qingxuan said urgently, seemingly having forgotten the purpose of their trip.
"Master, it's not that I'm hiding it, but there are some things that cannot be spoken of, or cannot be explained in detail..." Lin Dong evaded the question, trying to make it seem mysterious.
"Oh? Could it involve heavenly secrets?" Qingxuan's expression turned serious.
"That's one way to put it. Hmm, has the Taoist priest forgotten why we came here?"
"I haven't forgotten, but before searching for a feng shui killing formation, I need to understand one thing first, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."
"What is it?"
"Has Mr. Lin had any prior contact with Taoism?"
"No, why does Daoist Qingxuan ask that?"
"Then... how about I rephrase my question? Mr. Lin, with your astonishing talent, would you be willing to convert to Taoism and cultivate my Taoist secret arts?"
"......"
In the darkness, Lin Dong's handsome face suddenly became a fascinating sight; he seemed to hear the clattering of someone using an abacus.
Dream on! You think you can take me under your wing?
"Master, can one marry and have children after converting to Taoism? Is it permissible to drink alcohol and be near women?" Lin Dong asked earnestly.
"Well...it depends on which faction it is." Qingxuan looked embarrassed.
"Then, Daoist Master, is it permissible for your sect to be close to women?"
"Uh...no."
"Then why should I convert? Wouldn't it be better to live a carefree life as the underground king?" Lin Dong laughed.
“Our Taoism has many secret techniques and Taoist books that have been passed down for thousands of years, and they cannot be passed on to anyone but our disciples…” Qingxuan did not want to give up.
This child's talent is too extraordinary; it would be a real shame not to take him into our sect.
"And our Taoist sect has quite a few beautiful nuns too..."
"You can look at it but not eat it?"
"Uh...no."
"Then forget it, Daoist Master. Let's not talk about joining the Daoist sect. I have a better suggestion."
"What suggestion do you have, Mr. Lin?"
"In that case, Daoist Master, you can join our Dragon Gang. With this connection, we'll naturally become closer," Lin Dong coaxed patiently. "I'll teach you Wind Escape Technique, and you can teach me Daoist secret techniques when you have time, how about that?"
Old Taoist Qingxuan's eyes widened in shock, his worldview shattered:
You actually let a Taoist priest join the underworld?
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