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

That fox mask gave Xu Yang an inexplicable sense of familiarity.


He had previously seen a female internet celebrity who could open beer bottle caps in various ways on the Internet, wearing this kind of mask, only covering the upper part of her mouth.


Her eyes occasionally swept across the computer screen displaying the surveillance feeds, focusing precisely on the area outside Xu Yang's room.


A soft sound came from outside the room.


The woman instantly became alert, a faintly gleaming short sword appearing in her hand after wiping her palm on her calf.


A figure emerged from the fog, short in stature, only about four feet tall, with an aged face and a sinister aura, holding a walking stick taller than himself.


The woman scowled under her mask, clearly displeased, "I've already taken on this mission, don't you know?"


Chapter 131: The Masked Yun Mengxi!