Tonight’s battle cost the Evil Spirit City God decades of cultivation, all for naught.
Even its Innate Great Demon realm was shaken, resulting in a difficult to repair Daoist injury.
The resentment in its heart is imaginable.
But it also knows that the Daoist possesses the ultimate skills of each Holy Land, his identity probably being unbelievably perverse!
Seeking revenge against him is likely no different from seeking death.
But to make it swallow this anger is absolutely impossible.
It has one thought right now.
You may be formidable, but I won’t touch you; I will target your Daoist Sect members!
The first target is the Qingfeng Daoist Temple.
The Evil Spirit City God vowed through gritted teeth, waiting for the full moon night.
It will personally go to the Qingfeng Daoist Temple, kill whoever it sees, slaughter whatever beasts it encounters, even if it’s just a fly, it will destroy nine generations!
Only then can it vent the anger in its heart!
The old woman did not stop it, only advising to keep it low-key, so the Daoist from tonight doesn’t discover it again.
Lin Heng finally returned to the Qingfeng Daoist Temple.
This trip down the mountain, he not only advanced two small realms but also acquired nearly a hundred magical artifacts.
Although letting that Demon City God escape was somewhat regretful, in general, the gains were significant.
"Ah Xi, check the data panel!"
As soon as he spoke, a virtual panel appeared before his eyes, displaying his current information.
[Identity: Master of Qingfeng Daoist Temple]
[Reputation Value: 16800]
[Cultivation: Postnatal Fifth Layer 400/1000]
[Cultivation Technique: Innate True Qi]
[Techniques: Five Elements Ghost Skill]
[Divine Techniques: Palm Thunder, Near and Far, Five Thunders Righteous Method]
[Magical Artifacts: Tai Chi Feather Duster (Seventh Grade), Soul Suppressing Compass (Fourth Grade), Thunderstruck Wood (Third Grade), Demon Purifying Beads (Third Grade)...]
"Wow, putting magical artifacts into the system space allows them to be identified by grade?"
The last column on the panel was filled with magical artifacts he had acquired that night, densely packed, all clearly graded.
This made Lin Heng somewhat pleased.
After all, having just become a cultivator, he was still somewhat ignorant about such matters.
He had no knowledge of how magical artifacts were graded, only being able to roughly judge their power!
But the system solved this problem for him.
Among nearly a hundred magical artifacts, the Tai Chi Feather Duster, a Seventh Grade, undoubtedly overshadowed all that the Evil Spirit City God had collected.
For this, Lin Heng was not surprised.
After all, the Tai Chi Feather Duster originates from Wudang.
No matter how currently downtrodden Daoism may be, the value of the Five Great Holy Lands should not be underestimated.
And indeed, it was so.
Aside from the deeply rooted Buddhism and Daoism, magical artifacts are actually rare!
In general, a normal loose cultivator owning even one graded magical artifact is considered quite fortunate.
Acquiring a second or third-grade magical artifact usually means easily dominating peers below the Innate realm!
The Soul Suppressing Compass, displayed as Fourth Grade in the system space, is already very rare.
That was also the Evil Spirit City God’s most cherished magical artifact!
Fourth Grade is rare enough, the value of Seventh Grade speaks for itself.
It’s no exaggeration to say that Lin Heng’s Tai Chi Feather Duster is a top treasure that would make loose cultivators envious to the point of madness!
The system’s newbie rewards, none of them are duds.
It’s all about sincerity and power!
"Wait a minute, what’s this?"
While browsing the magical artifacts, Lin Heng suddenly noticed a blood-stained black cloth.
More accurately, it was an inconspicuous shroud!
Amidst the dazzling pile of magical artifacts, it seemed somewhat trashy and ominous!
Yet this inconspicuous shroud was marked as (Mysterious)?
Lin Heng was puzzled.
With a thought, he retrieved it from the system space.
He reached out to touch it, feeling it carefully. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel_fіre.net
Unwilling to give up, Lin Heng conducted further research, but apart from discovering it was fireproof, he found no special features.
Lin Heng murmured quietly, then put the shroud back into the system space.
"I’ll study it slowly later."
He shifted his attention back to the other magical artifacts.
Undoubtedly, they were all treasures.
But for Lin Heng, who owned Seventh Grade artifacts, they were still hard to overlook.
However, if he wasn’t interested, he could gift them to the senior brothers at Lingxi Daoist Temple.
Those senior brothers are ordinary Daoists who don’t understand cultivation.
Now with demons rampant.
He should help look after them somehow.
Thinking about this, Lin Heng sorted through the Daoist magical artifacts, deciding to choose some to give to the Lingxi Daoist Temple’s senior brothers for self-defense.
During his careful selection.
The eastern horizon was now faintly brightening.
Unknowingly, it was almost dawn.
At this time, familiar shouts suddenly came from outside the temple.
"Junior Brother Lin, are you in the temple?"
Inside the Ancestral Hall, upon hearing the voice, Lin Heng showed a surprised expression:
"Is it Senior Brother Wang?"
"Wow, I was just thinking of going to Lingxi Temple, and Senior Brother Wang came first?"
Lin Heng smiled, picking up the selected magical artifacts, and headed out.
Led by an old monk in his sixties, followed by a disciple.
The two monk-robed disciples walking ahead were the ones who had been calling earlier.
"If we can persuade him to join our Zen Spirit Temple, I will surely speak in high regards before the Abbot, and have him grant two First Grade magical artifacts as a reward for you two!"
The old monk said calmly, his tone peaceful, his appearance kind, turning prayer beads, exuding the aura of an enlightened monk.
If there were older people present, they would immediately recognize this as Elder Kong Wen, a highly respected figure in Zen Spirit Temple!
In the hearts of many Buddhist believers in Chang City, a truly enlightened monk!
The reason he was here today, of course, was because of the Qingfeng Daoist Temple’s Lin Heng’s live broadcast of ghost slaying.
The video caused quite a stir online, even reaching the Zen Spirit Temple.
Feeling that many believers became curious about Daoism because of that video,
The high-ranking members of Zen Spirit Temple immediately convened a meeting.
To curb this burgeoning Daoist trend online at its source.
They absolutely couldn’t allow the reputation of Daoism to improve!
Bringing along two disciples from Lingxi Daoist Temple who had already turned to the Buddhist sect!
"Rest assured, Elder, Junior Brother Lin is a smart person; he knows well the current state of Daoism."
"After I persuade him, he will surely convert to our Buddhist sect!"
Wang Yuan said confidently, his newly shaved head shining with oil.
At this moment, the temple gate opened.
Lin Heng, carrying a bundle of magical artifacts, walked out. Seeing four monks outside the door, he paused for a moment.
Then his gaze rested on Wang Yuan and Wang Sheng.
Upon seeing their tonsured heads and monk robes.
Lin Heng’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.