"Master!"
The young novice monk threw away the mallet and helped his master, the monk Wuhua.
"I'm fine!"
The monk Wuhua said weakly, gently pushing the young novice aside, forcing a bitter smile, "I am not skilled enough to handle your problem, I'm sorry!"
With that, he stood up and led the young novice monk out of the study step by step.
As the chanting of the scriptures stopped, Wang Ying felt the pain in her chest ease considerably. She took several deep breaths; she had almost lost half her life!
These damn fake gurus, they all seemed capable at first, but when it really came down to it, not one of them was reliable!
Wang Ying watched the departing figure of Monk Wuhua and felt dissatisfied.
The hope that had been so hard to ignite gradually turned into despair.
The monk Wuhua left the study in a huff and returned to the main hall, where he was met with a barrage of ridicule from Master Huang.
"I thought the Flowerless Monk was so capable, but he's still no good!"
The young novice was fuming and couldn't find a rebuttal for a moment. After sitting down, he thought of something to say: "My master almost subdued that evil spirit!"
"If you think you can do it, then you do it! You still can't do it!"
The two were speechless for a moment.
Then, Master Jia and Zhang Yuan got up and followed the maid into the study.
In the study, Wang Ying looked unwell, one of her slender, pale hands clutching her chest, her expression pained and pitiful.
Upon seeing Master Jia and Zhang Yuan enter, Wang Ying said, "Master Huang and Monk Wuhua's ritual failed. For some reason, my angina has suddenly flared up again. Master Jia, could you please expel the evil spirits from my body?"
Jia Zheng swallowed hard, his gaze shifting from his chest, a troubled expression on his face.
If neither Master Huang nor Monk Wuhua could handle it, he probably couldn't either. However, he still looked at Zhang Yuan, and seeing Zhang Yuan nod slightly, Master Jia's confidence immediately increased. He said, "This humble Taoist can certainly do it. Our Taoist sect's exorcism is far beyond what Master Huang and Monk Wuhua can do!"
"That's good!"
Wang Ying said a few words, but her angina worsened, and she urged, "Let's get started quickly."
Jia Zheng nodded.
He took out his ritual implements from the cloth bag: a peach wood sword struck by lightning.
After being struck by lightning, the peach wood sword contained powerful pure yang energy, making it an important tool for exorcising evil spirits. Master Jia channeled his weak true energy from the early stages of Foundation Establishment into the peach wood sword, causing it to emit a faint glow.
Whether it was the repeated provocations or the pure yang energy emitted by the peach wood sword that angered the evil spirits, a black aura containing strong yin energy suddenly attacked Master Jia.
Master Jia's expression changed drastically at that moment!
Just as the black energy was about to strike Master Jia, the handsome young man who had been standing quietly beside Jia Zheng in the study suddenly stepped forward and threw a punch at the approaching black energy.
His fist emitted an incredible, faint golden light, and wherever the golden fist passed, the black aura vanished instantly.
The study returned to peace.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Wang Ying stared wide-eyed in disbelief as Zhang Yuan effortlessly shattered the terrifying black aura that had suddenly appeared and terrified even Master Jia!
She then realized that this handsome young man, who had always been serious and unsmiling, might actually be the real exorcist among these people today!
Wang Ying immediately perked up and said sincerely, "Please, Master, help me exorcise the evil spirits from my body."
Zhang Yuan nodded; his purpose today was to make money.
If you take someone's money, you should naturally help them avoid trouble first!
He walked step by step toward Wang Ying, his piercing eyes fixed on her impressive chest.
Why is he staring at that person?
"hateful!"
A blush rose to Wang Ying's face.
Zhang Yuan stopped about half a meter in front of Wang Ying, but his eyes were still fixed on her chest. At this distance, he could see Wang Ying's proud breasts rising and falling with her breath.
Suddenly, Zhang Yuan reached out a hand and slowly grabbed at Wang Ying's proud, erect breasts that countless men coveted!
"Damn it, what's this kid up to?"
"He wouldn't..."
"There are so many people here, this won't do!!"
...
Just as Wang Ying's thoughts were wandering, Zhang Yuan's right hand, infused with pure Yang energy, swiftly grabbed at Wang Ying's chest from a distance!
A male infant demon, pitch black with a round head, was captured.
The baby boy was only a few months old, with dark, lifeless eyes and a terrifying gray-black aura emanating from him.
As the infant spirit was captured, Wang Ying felt a sense of relief in her chest, her angina pectoris disappeared instantly, and even her breathing became much smoother!
The male infant evil spirit was captured by Zhang Yuan. Sensing the pure yang energy emanating from Zhang Yuan, it was extremely frightened and cried loudly in the study.
Wang Ying was very familiar with this crying sound; she often dreamed of this strange crying sound.
As the angina pain subsided and the evil spirits were expelled from her body, Wang Ying knew that her problem was mostly resolved.
I thought this kid was going to do something bad to me, but it turns out I was overthinking it. He's actually a true exorcism master with real skills!
Wang Ying's impression of Zhang Yuan improved dramatically.
She then stood up and respectfully cupped her hands in greeting.
"Thank you so much for saving me, Master!"
"Thank you very much, Master Jia!"
"By the way, may I ask how this master is addressed?"
Zhang Yuan was young and still a college student. He wasn't used to being called a master or a guru, so he said, "My surname is Zhang, just call me Zhang Yuan."
Wang Ying smiled gently.
"Master Zhang is not only highly skilled, but also so humble!"
Zhang Yuan gave her a displeased look.
Wang Ying immediately corrected herself: "Oh, young brother Zhang Yuan!"
Wang Ying then looked at Zhang Yuan's hand.
Thinking that it was this little guy who had caused her angina for the past six months, Wang Ying felt both angry and scared.
"Young Brother Zhang Yuan, do you know where this evil spirit came from and why it's on me?"
Zhang Yuan shook his head.
"So what do we do with this guy now?"
Zhang Yuan tilted his head, observing the little infant spirit.
The spirits of infants who die normally do not possess such strong malevolent energy and resentment, but this little guy is different from other heroic spirits; his eyes are already pitch black!
He has clearly lost his normal mind.
This reminded him of a kind of evil spirit recorded in the Yang Shen Repair Notes: Ghost Servant!
The so-called ghost servants are evil cultivators who use certain evil spells to capture ghosts and then refine them into mindless guards for the cultivators to command.
"Strange, why are there ghost servants here?"
Zhang Yuan muttered to himself, then gently flicked his left hand, and a talisman appeared out of thin air in his hand!
This dashing move made Wang Ying, the owner of the Champs-Élysées Club,'s eyes sparkle.
"Truly a master!"
Zhang Yuan raised the fire talisman, and with a thought, the talisman in his hand automatically ignited, and a red flame burned the black-fuming ghost servant into nothingness.
Mr. Wang, the CEO of Champs-Élysées, suddenly became even more adoring of the young and cute Zhang Yuan!
"Mr. Wang, how are the spells of our Taoist sect? Aren't they amazing!"
Master Jia said with a smile.
Although he did not eliminate the evil spirits, Zhang Yuan was someone he brought with him and was his partner, so Master Jia was honored!
"That's really amazing!"
"Especially this Junior Brother Zhang Yuan, so young yet so amazing! Truly remarkable!"
Wang Ying praised, noting the captivating sparkle in Zhang Yuan's eyes.
Zhang Yuan was stunned by her beautiful, peach-blossom-like face, and his face flushed red.
Wang Ying was amused by Zhang Yuan's sudden blush, and covered her mouth to giggle, her voice like silver bells in the wind.
"Junior Brother Zhang Yuan, then my angina should not flare up again, right?"
Wang Ying's dark eyes stared directly into Zhang Yuan's eyes. This time, she straightened her proud breasts, letting everyone watch.
Zhang Yuan felt a burning sensation in his nose, and almost started bleeding.
However, he was a respectable person, and he gathered his true energy in his eyes, scanning them once again with his Heavenly Eye.
Although he had expelled the evil spirit from his heart, because the evil spirit had long occupied the vicinity of his heart, there was still a faint black aura there, and his blood and qi were not flowing smoothly.
After looking at it for a while, two words inexplicably popped into Zhang Yuan's mind: It's huge!
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