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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.

On the river's surface, Xu Yang's arms cleaved through the water in a frenzied crawl stroke, legs churning like piston engines. Though self-taught in irrigation ditches with unorthodox technique, his speed defied reason - mana-enhanced limbs combined with Water Manipulation propelled him like a hydrofoil, wake frothing behind him.

"Fuck me sideways!" Ma Long gaped from shore. "Now THAT'S the White Streak of the Waves!"

In the river's embrace, the water ghost's screams bubbled through the murk: "No... Spare me, Daoist! I'll never harm anyone again!" Her ectoplasmic form flickered, drowning in existential terror. This violated all cosmic rules - a water ghost begging for mercy while choking on her own element?

Xu Yang monitored his system alerts with disappointment. The once-lucrative "+10 Virtue Points" and "Water Manipulation +1" notifications had dwindled to pitiful "+1" ticks. Time to end this.

With a surge of mana, the river itself became his ally. Xu Yang's speed spiked 50%, peachwood sword arcing through the spectral form. The ghost dissolved into wisps of yin energy, final death rattle echoing across the water.

"Congratulations! Transcending lost soul rewarded: +100 Virtue Points."

**[Cultivation]**: Qi Refinement 4th Layer

**[Water Manipulation]**: Mastered

Ashore, Ma Long alternated between tearful hugs and hysterical laughter. "You bastard! I thought you'd become fish food!"

The Lingguan Bureau agents approached cautiously. Wang Lin extended a hand, tactical gear glinting. "Master Xu, I'm Wang Lin of the Wucheng Unit. This is Deputy Captain Bai Wei."

Bai Wei's sharp eyes noted Xu Yang's bone-dry clothes. "Remarkable. That ghost claimed two lives in two months. Even Dao Realm experts struggle against water-bound spirits."

Xu Yang shrugged. "Right place, right time."

Later, outside the funeral shop, Ma Long froze mid-step. At the stairwell hovered the female ghost, hair cascading like inky tendrils. Bloody characters materialized in air: *"You... see me?"*

"G-G-GHOST!" Ma Long's eyes rolled back, collapsing like felled timber.

Xu Yang sighed, dragging his friend's limp form inside. The ghost tilted her head, scribbling fresh crimson words: *"New pet?"*

"Temporary guest," Xu Yang muttered. "Try not to scare him to death."

Somewhere beneath consciousness, Ma Long's survival instincts screamed: *Why does the exorcist keep CASKETS IN HIS LIVING ROOM?!*

Chapter 26: Now THAT'S the White Streak of the Waves!