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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.

### Chapter 11: Xu Yang's Cultivation—Three Realms in Half a Day!

Xu Yang stared blankly at the title "Divine Miracle True Lord"—these honorifics meant nothing to him.

Grabbing his phone, he frantically searched until historical records illuminated the truth: Xu Xun, founder of Jingming Dao, stood among Daoism's Four Great Celestial Masters alongside Zhang Daoling of Dragon-Tiger Mountain!

A legendary Eastern Jin dynasty figure, Xu Xun's origin story unfolded—a young hunter transformed by witnessing a dying doe's maternal love, abandoning weapons to pursue Daoist cultivation under Wu Meng. His subsequent feats included slaying flood dragons and ascending to immortality with his entire household.

"Xu... Xun?" Xu Yang traced the characters. "Could Grandfather's surname have been Xu originally? Are we descendants?"

The ancient codex fell open to curling parchment filled with archaic seal script. Xu Yang squinted helplessly until the ghost's pale finger traced crimson translations:

Grand Brahma's True Texts unfold,

Five Elders' Scarlet Characters transmit,

Bestowing Mercy Across Life-Death,

Luxuriant Auspicious Clouds billow..."

"Whoa!" Xu Yang gaped. "You read ancient seal script?"

Bloody characters materialized: [Father was imperial scholar. Received classical education.]

The following pages transitioned to vernacular Chinese—Grandfather's handwritten notes. Yet the esoteric phrasing ("Supreme Marvelous Beginning, Tenfold Salvation...") left Xu Yang more baffled than ever.

[Detected Daoist Scripture: Scripture of Ascension and Salvation. Consume 100 Virtue Points to learn?]

Xu Yang's mental "YES!" triggered enlightenment. Obscure passages crystallized into profound insights—cultivation methods, talisman crafting techniques, two secret hand seals...

"Grandfather said I lacked talent..." Xu Yang's hands trembled. "But this feels... simple?"

He assumed the "five centers facing heaven" posture, cross-legged on the bed. Thirty minutes later, pins-and-needles agony shot through numb legs.

"Bullshit cultivation!" He collapsed groaning. "Where's the qi sensation?"

Dusk found him despondent. "Maybe Grandfather was right..."

Then illumination struck—the system interface!

**[Cultivation]**: Qi Refinement - None

A tiny "+" glowed beside [Scripture of Ascension and Salvation].

Warmth blossomed in his dantian, spiraling through meridians. The cultivation column flickered: [Qi Refinement First Layer].

Ghostly TV static erupted as the female specter whirled, hair billowing. "Impossible!"

Xu Yang's aura surged thrice more.

When the ghost finally dared peek through parted locks, crimson characters blazed:

[Third Layer?! Half-day breakthrough?!]

Xu Yang flexed newfound power, qi swirling around fingertips. "What's unreasonable about three realms in twelve hours?"

The ghost's porcelain jaw dropped. This... defied all Daoist principles!

**[Cultivation]**: Qi Refinement Third Layer

Xu Yang smirked at his trembling spectral roommate. The game had changed.