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In a world brimming with mystery and intrigue, the Heavenly Master Xu Yang is renowned for his extraordinary Taoist skills and his thousand-year-old peach wood sword. However, his reputation is not entirely positive. Within the spectral community, Xu Yang's standing is quite complex, with rumors even suggesting that he once threatened a spirit, prompting the spirit to call the police. Despite this, Xu Yang steadfastly maintains his innocence, claiming that these accusations are utterly baseless.

The story begins with Xu Yang encountering a young man who questions his identity during a ghost-hunting mission. The young man bluntly raises the issue of Xu Yang's reputation and mentions the spirit that called the police. Xu Yang vehemently denies these claims and challenges the young man to bring the spirit forward for a face-to-face confrontation. This scene not only showcases Xu Yang's confidence and determination but also sets the stage for the unfolding narrative.

As the story progresses, Xu Yang gradually uncovers a vast conspiracy behind the negative rumors about him. It turns out that a powerful evil spirit has been manipulating events from the shadows, attempting to tarnish Xu Yang's reputation to weaken his influence in the spectral community and secure more space for its own survival. Realizing this, Xu Yang understands that he must unveil the truth behind this conspiracy to restore his reputation and protect innocent lives.

Throughout this journey, Xu Yang faces not only challenges from spirits but also the complexities of human relationships. He collaborates with a young female journalist to investigate the incident. Initially skeptical of Xu Yang, the journalist gradually comes to admire his courage and wisdom as they endure a series of perilous events together. A budding romance quietly develops between them as they face adversity side by side.

In the end, Xu Yang successfully exposes the true nature of the evil spirit and defeats it in a fierce battle. His reputation is restored, and peace returns to the spectral community. However, Xu Yang knows that evil will never completely disappear from this world, and he must remain vigilant, continuing to guard the peace of this realm.

This Heavenly Master is a bit too arrogant.

Still half-asleep, he lifted his eyelids slightly, realized he was at home, and immediately collapsed back onto the bed.

The female ghost slowly materialized.

Watching Xu Yang drift back to sleep, she patted her ample chest in lingering fear and muttered, "That was close... I've guarded my purity for over 500 years, yet this brat nearly stole it today..."

"Female Ghost is terrified. +100 Virtue Points."

The mechanical voice echoed in Xu Yang's mind.

He rolled over, smacked his lips, and resumed snoring.

The female ghost shook her head at the sight.

With a flick of her delicate fingers,

A gentle gust of yin energy swept the blanket from the floor, draping it precisely over Xu Yang.

**Wucheng Public Security Bureau, Litong Branch**

Young officer Xiao Zhang rushed into veteran officer Lao Wang's office, pulling up a video on his phone.

Lao Wang leaned in, squinting at the screen—a livestream recording littered with viewer comments. The timestamp read: *22:38, June 18, 2023*.

In the video, a provocatively dressed female host flirted with her audience, adjusting her neckline to flash cleavage while thanking "big gifters."

Lao Wang frowned. "I told you to investigate the cemetery grave robbery, not watch softcore streams!"

Xiao Zhang fast-forwarded. "This host specializes in 'paranormal exploration' streams. Last night, she visited the North City Cemetery!"

He paused the video, zooming in on the roadside behind the host. Two masked figures in black emerged from the cemetery, loaded a bundle into a parked sedan, and sped off.

"License plate!" Lao Wang barked. "Trace that plate!"

The pair worked through the night. As dawn broke, Lao Wang's phone rang.

Xiao Zhang peeked at the caller ID. "Chief Chen... from the Municipal Bureau?"

Lao Wang answered cautiously. "Chief Chen?"

A stern voice replied, "Drop the cemetery case. It's being handled at higher levels."

"Enough!" Chief Chen interrupted. "You're seasoned enough to read between the lines. This isn't your jurisdiction anymore."

Lao Wang's face darkened with realization.

In a hotel suite, a middle-aged man lay unconscious on the bed, his pallid face streaked with creeping black veins.

Two men stood vigil—a 40-year-old in martial arts attire idly spinning walnut prayer beads, and a twentysomething disciple.

"Master Lin!" The younger man begged. "Please save my master!"

Lin examined the patient. "Displaced organs, yin corruption. Prepare his funeral."

"Impossible!" The disciple protested. "My master's a fourth-tier martial artist! What ghost could—"

The disciple paled. Falling to his knees, he kowtowed. "Master Lin! He served your Lüshan Sect faithfully! This happened on your mission!"

Lin sighed theatrically. "Very well. For his loyalty..."

Inwardly, he smirked. *Perfect. Now this pup will owe me his life.*

Chanting incantations, Lin pressed a talisman to the patient's forehead.

The room erupted in howling darkness. A spectral figure in crimson robes materialized—

"Not red-clothed... *higher*—!" Lin's eyes bulged.

As Lin collapsed, blood frothing his lips, the disciple stared in horror.

Perched on the funeral shop's balcony, the female ghost smirked at the distant commotion.

A scream tore through the building.

Xu Yang scrambled naked on the couch, clutching a pillow. "MY CLOTHES! WHERE ARE—"

He froze as the ghost drifted toward him.

Trembling, he demanded: "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!"

### Chapter 7: What Exactly Did You Do to Me?