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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.

The nursery rhyme echoed through the decaying corridors, brimming with childlike innocence.

The cameraman found himself humming along: "Vast sandy beaches, azure seawater... heart full of joy!" Childhood memories flooded back. He chuckled nervously, "This guy really knows how to set the mood. Maybe he's your fan, Peach? We should recruit him."

Their forced laughter dissolved tension. *Must be the actor's doing. Ghosts aren't real.*

Peach reactivated her mic, her filtered face a masterpiece of feigned terror. "Did you hear that, family? The legendary ghostly choir! No scripts here—mods, ban the haters!"

As they approached the fourth-grade classroom, the singing morphed into playful shrieks. Camera lights pierced the darkness, illuminating four children playing tag around scorched desks.

A child tripped, its skull detaching and rolling toward the window like a macabre basketball. Charred scalp dripped blackened blood onto the sill.

Peach's scream died in her throat. The cameraman collapsed, equipment crashing. Livestream screens went dark as supernatural interference crackled.

A hammer rhythmically tapped the bouncing skull. Xu Yang's masked face peered from the third-grade classroom. "What's the holdup? Are we... oh."

The decapitated head blinked up at him. "Bully! I'll eat you!"

[Ghost frightened. Virtue Points +1]

Xu Yang retreated, emerging moments later in grand Taoist robes. Peachwood sword in left hand, coal hammer in right, he thundered: "Impudent spirits! Why haunt this place?"

Xu Yang's triumphant grin faltered. *1 point each? The female ghost gave 100!*

The smallest ghost—a girl in scorched floral pajamas—burst into tears. Her companions followed suit, their wails shaking dust from rafters.

Xu Yang's resolve crumbled. "Uncle was joking!" He produced thick stacks of workbooks from his sleeve. "Look! Math problems! Vocabulary exercises! Special gifts just for you!"

Behind the camera, Peach finally found her voice—a bloodcurdling shriek that startled owls from dead trees. Xu Yang sighed. *Teaching ghosts arithmetic might be harder than exorcism.*

### Chapter 15: Don't Be Afraid, Uncle Brought You Gifts!