Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Taoist Yi Chengzi had just completed devising a grand blueprint in his heart, and now he had to prepare for tomorrow's engagement, where he would conduct a funeral to earn silver.

Everything must be funded to be fostered.

Reality does not grant any favors for your grandiose ambitions.

This is the real world.

Just like the concrete in civil engineering from my previous life.

You say you were born into a top-tier university and your future goals include the top three posts in five categories, but when you arrive on the construction site, under Uncle Mangzi's command, you still have to slog through the mud.

This disparity is something many people cannot accept.

But Yi Chen couldn't care less.

As for making money, there's no shame in it.

How much is saving face worth? Yi Chen only cares about tangible benefits.

After all, he was a man who, a decade ago, had duked it out with dogs for food, although he never actually had to fight for it.

In the real world, as long as the money is right, everything is negotiable.

What we fear are those who preach a culture of aggressiveness but don't feed their people meat.

After all, without sufficient funds, it's really hard to get things done.

Take the current situation, for example.

Give ten taels, and Yi Taoist will give you a slap to bring you to your senses.

If you give a hundred taels, Yi Taoist can only sing for you all night long.

For a thousand taels, indeed, he must arrange it – thorough service guaranteed, even positioned in advance.

If you add a bit more money, Yi Taoist could even hire you eighteen strong men, all clad in dark brocade with cultivation in their bodies, and present you with an eighteen-carrier farewell, absolutely solemn and impressive, truly a sight to behold.

Setting up the mourning hall, offering paper money.

A one-stop funeral service.

This is professionalism.

If the Wang family desires an even more dignified service, with extra payment, he can also provide his handmade paper effigies, horses, mansions, and a veritable underground Forbidden City, a garden of life worth collecting for eternity.

With the right price, he could craft you a paper model of the Garden of Perfect Brightness for the netherworld—royal enjoyment, guaranteed.

To sum it up, in short.

Add money! Add money! Add money!

You get the top-notch service you pay for.

This is Yi Taoist's approach to business.

This is the professional level of a Funeral Host lv3, even acknowledged by the Golden Finger.

Bear in mind that when the Golden Finger first activated, Yi Chen's Minor Pure Yang Skill was only at the second level…

What? You say construction work doesn't pay much? Too much trouble, too far from home, and likely to attract blond troublemakers?

Oh, then never mind.

My apologies, I was too casual.

However, even the supremely professional Yi Taoist had decided to enhance his Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique before setting off tomorrow.

He had already accumulated 81 Deep Red Points, and even though he had gained some insights during the previous battle, there was still a gap of 419 points away from the next level of True Pure Yang Skill.

That's going to take ages.

Instead of hoarding them, why not spend forty Deep Red Points to improve the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique one more level, especially since he was about to embark on a long journey.

The third level of his Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique had proven exceedingly helpful in previous encounters, granting him three powerful abilities.

Eagle Eye, Night Vision, and Yin Qi Perception.

None were superfluous.

This made him all the more eager to see what surprises the fourth level of the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique might bring.

Small price, big action, and the perfect timing to upgrade the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique.

"Deep Red, breakthrough~"

With an inward cry, Yi Chen saw forty Deep Red Points instantly deducted as a surge of unfamiliar memories suddenly flooded his mind.

It was like watching a film; Yi Chen browsed through his memories and saw a young Daoist sitting cross-legged in front of a Taiji diagram, his eyes observing Yin and Yang, sitting in meditation to cultivate his qi.

After a long while, he closed his eyes, and everything fell silent; his mind began to seek a reflection of his surroundings.

He sensed the flow of the wind, the fluttering of mosquitoes and flies, the fragrance of the soil...

Day after day he sat in meditation, night after night he passed the time, and forty years later, his five senses had finally become incredibly sharp—strands of white had also crept into the hair of the once young Daoist.

At this moment, he still had his eyes closed as he rose to his feet.

He walked out of the courtyard, crossed over the shallow ditch, passed the narrow paths, and treaded over a log bridge; even though his eyes were closed, the scenes around him were vividly presented in his mind as if he were seeing them with his eyes open.

A mosquito flew toward him, intending to land on his hand to draw his blood.

Smack.

Just as the mosquito was halfway through its flight, he casually slapped it, killing it directly.

As he prepared to continue forward, the Daoist suddenly furrowed his brow; the hairs on his skin stood on end, and he turned and ran, his legs propelling him swiftly like a spinning windmill.

Miles away, a tiger with a splattered pattern rose to its feet and chased after him for a few hundred meters before it reluctantly turned around and left.

The scene stopped abruptly there.

In an instant, a cool sensation appeared in Yi Chen's eyes, then spread throughout his entire brain as it circulated.

When Yi Chen opened his eyes again, his mind felt exceptionally clear. He closed his eyes, and the scenes around him were still vividly reflected in his mind.

However, this ability to reflect his surroundings only allowed him to visually perceive things at a distance of three or four meters; the further away an object was, the more blurred it became.

By now, Yi Chen had understood the function of the fourth level of the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique.

With a thought, a virtual interface panel appeared on his retina.

[Name: Yi Chen]

[Lifespan: 18/107 (-10)]

[Strength: 45.0, Stamina: 39.0, Spirit: 41.0, Agility: 36.0]

[Cultivation Technique: Minor Pure Yang Skill Level 7 (Traits: Fortify Body, Blazing Heat, Divine Power, Ward Evil, Resilience, Qi Recovery, Ignite.) Active Skill: Yang Extreme Transformation (Muscle strength triples, Inner Qi becomes more active, lasts ten minutes, afterwards Inner Qi and strength temporarily drop to 70% of original.) Active Skill: Soul Ignition Technique (The most intense heat comes from burning; ignite your potential, burn lifespan to exchange for power, currently igniting one year of lifespan increases strength and Inner Qi by 50%, up to a maximum of five times strength improvement.)]

[Cultivation Technique: Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique Level 4 (Traits: Eagle Eye, Night Vision, Yin Qi Perception, Heart Eye Reflection lv1, Malicious Intent Perception lv1.)]

[Passive Skills: Danqing Painting Skill lv1, Auspicious Event Host lv2, Funeral Host lv3. Culinary Skill lv3]

[Origin Point: 0.5] (Can be obtained by exercising to stimulate the physical body, used to improve the four dimensions of strength, physique, spirit, and agility.)

[Deep Red Value: 41.] (Can be obtained through special items or by killing demons and ghostly creatures etc. Used to promote cultivation technique levels or for deductions.) Find exclusive stories on мѵʟ

In the few seconds it took to open and close his eyes, the fourth level of the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique was accomplished.

The fourth level of the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique also brought Yi Chen two special effects, Heart Eye Reflection and Malicious Intent Perception.

And particularly rare, both effects had an lv1 notation following them, leading Yi Chen to harbor a suspicion in his heart.

"Could it be that these two effects can be further strengthened and upgraded later on?"

"Hiss, what if there's a Heart Eye Reflection lv999, where mountains and rivers for thousands of miles are all reflected in my heart, like observing the patterns in the palm of my hand?"

"6"

After indulging in his fantasy for three seconds, Yi Chen decisively cut off his own wild imaginations with the sword of will. Daydreaming here, are we?

Lv999, now that's quite the imagination.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

However, the Pupil Technique created by the old Heavenly Master was truly powerful; the fourth level of the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique unexpectedly granted Yi Chen two special effects, which he hadn't anticipated.

Heart Eye Reflection wasn't particularly helpful to him at present, but Malicious Intent Perception was indeed like timely rain.

Yin Qi Perception had simply heightened Yi Chen's sensitivity to the presence of ghastly qi to an extremely sharp level, yet that wasn't entirely safe since there were certainly ghosts that could evade his Yin Qi Perception.

Furthermore, his enemies weren't necessarily ghostly beings...

However, if Heart Eye Reflection were added, then with double insurance, the safety factor would increase substantially.

"Kekeke, not bad, with two trump cards in hand, who can scheme against me in the future?"

The more Yi Chen looked at the two traits, the more joy he felt in his heart, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"With this, going out indeed feels like I have an extra card up my sleeve."

"After all, this poor Daoist has a pure heart and simple thoughts, and might easily be plotted against; there are far too many people with ill intentions out there."

"I've heard there are even female demons, who suck the marrow from bones—very terrifying."

"Male Daoists venturing out must learn to protect themselves."