Buli Dumpling

"Mr. Xu, are you really a Heavenly Master?"
"As genuine as they come, more real than gold!"
"I've heard that your reputation in the supernatural circle is really bad, even to the point where a ghost once called the police saying you were threatening him?"
"Impossible!"
"It wasn't me!"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Xu Yang clenched the Thousand-Year Peachwood Sword in his hand, and said, "What's the name of that ghost? Would you dare to let him confront me face to face?"
(PS: This book is also known as 'This Heavenly Master is too Vicious', 'Scaring Ghosts Makes You Stronger'.)

This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

Zhou Jie replied, "Just treat me to a meal after you win the championship of the Daoist skills competition."


Yun Mengxi patted her belly, satisfied, "I ate so well today... Alright, I'm going to bed. Goodnight, everyone!"


She then comfortably crawled into the stone coffin and called out, "Junior Harrison, come help me close the coffin lid..."


Xu Yang walked over and skillfully slid the coffin lid onto the coffin, locking it with the nails.


Liu Shishi, Yang Yin, and Yue Yuluo started chatting animatedly.


Suddenly, Yue Yuluo asked, "Shishi, do you know where your tomb is? We're bored anyway, so why don't we go look for your tomb?"


This suggestion immediately received support from Yang Yin.


Liu Shishi pondered, "I can't remember the exact location... but I recall that my tomb was built next to a small hill, not far from Li Mountain, where Emperor Qin Shi Huang is said to be buried."


The three women decided to go out immediately to search for the tomb.


Chapter 112: Telling Yun Mengxi a Bedtime Story (Please Subscribe)_2