"Master Taixiao, you are finally here. If you had come a step later, this ignorant kid would have gotten away with it!" Xu Jiahao said with a flattering look on his face.
The old Taoist glanced at Long Yi with a gloomy look and asked, "What exactly happened?"
Xu Jiahao exaggerated and said, "First, he cheated in the casino and won hundreds of millions. He also openly snatched the Guiyuan Ding that you specifically requested at the auction. Then, he used some kind of evil magic to dissipate the good fortune of your Golden Pixiu.
Now, two pieces of top-grade jadeite have appeared on the market one after another. You are asking us for 100 million. You should know that you have shares in all of them!"
After hearing this, the old Taoist's narrow eyes narrowed into a line, and his fierce eyes were as fierce as a hungry wolf!
Li Yutong saw that the old Taoist had murderous intentions and quickly stepped forward to explain, "Master Taixiao, don't listen to Xu Jiahao's nonsense. This is not the case at all."
Before she could say something else, Long Yi pulled her behind him.
"Yutong, why bother wasting time on someone like him? He only knows some deceptive tricks. This kind of unorthodox way is only destroying the reputation of Taoism."
A sinister and evil smile appeared on the corner of the old Taoist's mouth. All the noble families in the capital, big and small, treated him with respect, but today he was actually mocked by a kid who was still wet behind the ears.
The onlookers were terrified, fearing that the aftermath of Taoist Taixiao would hurt them.
"What a pity! This kid could have lived a carefree life with the money he won, but ended up offending Taoist Taixiao. He will definitely end up being crushed to ashes."
"Tomorrow, another dried corpse will float in the moat of the capital. This young man will pay the price with his life for his blindness."
"No matter how much money you have, you still need a life to spend it. How can ordinary people like us afford to offend a god-like figure like Taoist Priest Taixiao?"
Everyone was talking about it, and they looked at Long Yi as if he were a dead body.
The old Taoist priest was intimidating without being angry, and asked with full vigor, "Boy, do you really not take me seriously?"
Long Yi said nonchalantly, "You take it seriously? Sorry, I can't tolerate such filth as dung beetles and bedbugs."
Li Yutong, who was standing behind him, stamped her feet anxiously. She said anxiously, "Brother Yi, before Taoist Taixiao shows off his power, let's quickly give him the cauldron and then apologize. I believe Taoist Taixiao is definitely not the kind of person who will take revenge for a slight."
Long Yi smiled disapprovingly and said, "Why would you give it to this old Taoist priest with a big nose? Just because of his ghostly clothes?"
"Brother Yi! It's a life-or-death situation, and you're still joking like this!" Li Yutong was so anxious that tears were about to flow out.
The old Taoist finally stopped hiding the murderous aura in his body. As the expression on his face became more and more gloomy, the air around him even dropped a few degrees.
"Boy! You will soon pay the price for your arrogance!" After the old Taoist said this, he pinched out a spell with his fingertips.
Seeing that Taoist Taixiao was about to take real action, the people around him retreated and remained silent, fearing that the devastating spell would affect them.
Suddenly!
A black light filled with evil energy attacked Long Yi, and it seemed as if there were hundreds of evil spirits howling in it, which was chilling!
Long Yi did not dodge or evade, but took out the "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll" from the Sumeru mustard seed space and calmly unfolded it.
The ferocious Zhong Kui in the scroll suddenly opened his eyes, and the black light released by the old Taoist instantly turned into a black mist and dissipated in front of Long Yi without hurting him at all.
The old Taoist priest who was originally full of confidence was shocked the moment he saw the scroll in Long Yi's hand, and said in horror:
"Wu Daozi's Scroll of Eighty-Seven Immortals, how could you possibly have such a thing?"
This painting is the nemesis of all evil in the world. The old Taoist practiced the horrifying evil magic of Dongxing and had committed countless sins. Naturally, he was afraid of this painting to the core.
After the old Taoist understood the situation on the field, he did not dare to stay for a moment and ran away, and one of his cloth shoes fell off.
He no longer cared about the image of a hermit that he had tried to maintain before, and looked as miserable as a stray dog.
The onlookers were confused. They were just about to see Taoist Taixiao punish this ignorant boy, but Long Yi just took out a painting and the master ran away in a panic, even pissing his shoes?
Xu Jiahao, bewildered, shouted at the old Taoist's back, "Master, why are you running? Hurry up and teach this bastard a lesson!"
The old Taoist now wants to kill Xu Jiahao and teach him a lesson. It’s good enough that he doesn’t let me be scared to death.
He ran so fast that he was about to run out of the market door, but suddenly his body flew forward uncontrollably and fell on the manhole cover, with his mouth full of filth.
Long Yi strode towards the old Taoist priest, stepped on his head, and said coldly: "You want my Guiyuan Ding? You want to take my life?"
He had already sensed Long Yi's Xuan-level aura. Even if Long Yi didn't have the "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls" in his hand, he would have no power to resist.
The old Taoist priest could no longer muster the slightest thought of resistance. He shook his head repeatedly and begged for mercy, "I don't want to, and I don't dare to steal your things. Master, you bought them with real money. How dare I take them? Master, please spare my life."
People from far away rushed over and surrounded the place. At this moment, they were completely dumbfounded.
Taoist Taixiao, who was originally highly respected and able to make the wind and rain call for action, was actually not a match for this young man?
"Okay, I'll meet your request and spare your life for now." Long Yi said.
The old Taoist's face instantly showed a joy of having survived a disaster, and he said gratefully, "Thank you, Master! I will definitely serve you at your service."
Long Yi changed the subject and said seriously, "But you have committed many sins, so don't even think about keeping your cultivation!"
After saying that, he shot the silver needle hidden in his sleeve towards the old Taoist's dantian. In an instant, the old Taoist's dantian shattered, and the true energy in his limbs and bones dissipated between heaven and earth and could no longer be gathered.
puff!
The old Taoist spat out a mouthful of blood and let out a heart-wrenching wail like a pig being slaughtered. He collapsed to the ground in despair, as listless as a male dog that had just been castrated.
Although Long Yi did not take his life, the silver needle ended his path of cultivation. From then on, he was no longer the Taoist Taixiao respected by everyone in the capital, but just a useless person.
"Asshole! I'm going to fight you to the death today!"
The old Taoist took out the peach wood sword from his waist, struggled to stand up and stab at Long Yi, but his cultivation was destroyed and he couldn't even walk steadily. He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.
Li Yutong looked at the Taoist Taixiao who fell to the ground in surprise. She felt as if she was dreaming. Taoist Taixiao, who was revered as a god in the capital, had no chance to fight back at the hands of Long Yi.
"Brother Yi, please tell me I'm not dreaming." Li Yutong trotted up behind Long Yi and hugged him, sobbing, "I just thought you were going to... you were going to die."
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