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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.

"Um..." Xu Yang hesitated, "Sister Ghost, we have our own car. BYD isn't much worse than BMW. Why don't we take that?"

The female ghost excitedly stroked the BMW's leather seats. Xu Yang tried again: "For men, cars are like wives - you can't lend them out!"

Ma Long's brand new BMW 5 Series, freshly licensed, might end up in a ditch!

"I'm a ghost, not human!" Bloody characters materialized on the windshield: "Coming? If not, I'm going drag racing!"

Xu Yang reluctantly buckled up. The engine roared as the ghost slammed the accelerator, the BMW launching like a rocket.

"Slow down! Red light! RED LIGHT!" Xu Yang screamed, clutching the dashboard. The speedometer needle trembled at 130 km/h - outrageous for city streets at midnight.

The ghost casually wrote with her free hand: "Watching 'My Lucky Star' lately. Male lead never stops for traffic lights." Her characters shimmered crimson: "Trust me. Blink and we're there!"

Xu Yang's face turned parchment pale. "Amitabha... Wait, I'm Taoist! Supreme Venerable Lord, save me!"

As they blew through another intersection, Xu Yang distractedly checked his system interface. The newly unlocked golden pouch icon caught his eye. With 358 virtue points, he hesitated before tapping it.

"Congratulations! Obtained: Land Flight Technique!"

Xu Yang's initial excitement faded as information flooded his mind. "Buddhist Seventy-Two Arts? Just some lousy qinggong?" he grumbled aloud.

The BMW swerved violently as the ghost turned her hair-shrouded face. *"What Buddhist arts?"* she wrote mid-drift.

"Watch the road!" Xu Yang yelled. The ghost nonchalantly scribbled: *"Ghost kings drive with sixth sense."*

Suddenly - HONK! A freight truck emerged from a blind corner.

Tires screeched. Time dilated. The BMW's hood crumpled like paper against the truck's steel flank. Glass shards danced in slow motion as the car's rear lifted skyward before crashing down.

The truck driver stumbled out, phone trembling: "911? Accident! No... no one in the car? But that's impossible!" He gaped at the empty, mangled BMW.

Twenty meters away, Xu Yang panted against a lamppost, the female ghost's arm still draped over his shoulder. His legs burned with unfamiliar energy - the newly acquired Land Flight Technique had propelled them to safety in the nick of time.

"See?" The ghost's bloody writing glowed smugly in midair: *"Blink and we're here."*

Chapter 28: Land Flight Technique!