This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

10 Chapter 10: Daoist Canon, Divine Ascension Scripture!
Translator: 549690339
Xu Yang became interested.

Previously, when he took out the peachwood sword, Lady Ghost only retreated to the side.

Now he took out the talisman paper, and she actually tried to stop him by writing… was she afraid?

“Are you very afraid of this talisman paper?”

Xu Yang carefully examined it.

He found that the drawings on it were like “Ghost Painting Symbols” and he couldn’t understand them at all.

Possibly, the fact that Lady Ghost reacted in such a way indicated that the talisman paper left by his grandpa was the “real deal”.

Following the movements of the “ghost-capturing masters” in movies, Xu Yang waved the talisman paper a few times before looking at Lady Ghost and sneering: “Sister, in the future, show me some respect, or don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Lady Ghost: “……”

She was stunned.

Thinking that she had heard wrong.

Waving her hand, she wrote another line of blood words—

“Are you threatening me?”

Xu Yang: “Are we not allowed to threaten you?”

“That talisman is quite powerful, but even the most powerful thing depends on who uses it.”

Lady Ghost leisurely wrote another line: “As an ordinary person, do you know how to activate the talisman?”

“And I, with just a finger, can make you wish you were dead!”

Xu Yang: “……”

“Hahaha!”

He laughed a few times, quickly put away the talisman and said, “I was just joking, why are you taking it so seriously, big sister?”

“By the way!”

“Are this peachwood sword and talisman left by my grandpa considered treasures?”

“Could it be that the thief last night came for these things?”

A thought suddenly rose in Xu Yang’s heart.

He took out the incense burner and other Daoist tools from the leather case one by one and asked, “Lady Ghost, what are these things? Could they also be treasures?”

“These are just ordinary Daoist tools used by Daoist priests for conducting rituals.”

Lady Ghost wrote a line of blood words.

Xu Yang took out the candle.

This was a red candle, as thick as a child’s arm, more than a dozen centimeters long, and when he sniffed it, it had a unique scent.

“What about this candle?”

Xu Yang asked: “It’s so special, could it have the effect of warding off evil spirits when lit?”

Another line of blood words emerged: “The corpse oil candle has no effect in warding off evil spirits. On the contrary, when lit, it attracts disaster.”

“Cor…”

“Corpse oil?”

Xu Yang was startled and quickly threw the candle back into the leather case.

Lady Ghost tilted her head in thought and then wrote another line of blood words: “The talisman left by your grandpa and the talisman used by the thief last night are of the same lineage. Perhaps they did come to steal your grandpa’s remains and secretly entered your house for his relics.”

In her heart, she felt relieved.

They didn’t come for me?

That’s a relief!

Of the same lineage?

So it means that it was the same sect fighting? This kind of plot was too common in novels and movies. Xu Yang instantly imagined a big drama where “a treasure leads to the killing of the same sect”. In the end, his grandpa took the “treasure” away, concealed his identity, and was only recently tracked down?

“So they dig up my grandpa’s grave? Stole his skeleton?”

“Because they didn’t find what they were looking for, they turned their attention to the funeral shop?”

Xu Yang secretly thought.

He made a judgment.

But soon, he found another problem.

“What about me?”

“Who am I?”

“Is my grandpa my real grandpa?”

If so, where are my parents?

Or…

Am I an orphan picked up by my grandpa during his concealment?

Xu Yang was lost in thought for a long time, and then suddenly laughed.

Blood or adoption, does it really matter that much?

“My surname is Xu.”

“The surname given to me by my grandpa, the life given to me by my grandpa, if it weren’t for him raising me, where would my current life be?”

“No matter what hatred or resentment those people have with my grandpa, they dare to steal his remains… absolutely not!”

“People from the martial world?”

“Mysterious and powerful people?”

“I have connections, so can I still be scared of them?”

Xu Yang looked down and rummaged through the leather case again.

There was only a Daoist robe left in the box, but Xu Yang didn’t believe it.

If my grandpa was a big shot, wouldn’t he have left me some sort of inheritance?

Why didn’t he teach me any skills?

Thinking of this, a long-forgotten memory suddenly surfaced.

When he was young, Grandpa would always tell Xu Yang ghost stories before bedtime, and Xu Yang would be terribly afraid. But Grandpa would comfort him: “What’s there to be afraid of? Demons and ghosts are nothing. When I was young, I traveled the martial world with a sword, catching at least a thousand ghosts!”

Young Xu Yang was fascinated and curious: “Grandpa, you can catch ghosts? Are you a Maoshan priest like Jiu Shu in the movies?”

Grandpa rubbed Xu Yang’s head and said: “I am a Daoist priest, but not from the Maoshan Sect.”

“Then can grandpa teach me Daoist skills? That way, I won’t be afraid when I see ghosts.”

“I’d really like to teach you… but your aptitude is too poor to practice Daoism. Alright, alright, go to sleep, you still have to go to school tomorrow!”

Xu Yang: “……”

Poor aptitude?

“Huh?”

“There’s something in the interlayer?”

Suddenly, his hand stopped at a certain part of the box.

He pressed it.

Feeling the touch in the palm of his hand, Xu Yang couldn’t help but be overjoyed: “It seems to be… a book?”

He opened the zipper on the outside of the leather case.

But he didn’t find any books.

Xu Yang could only fetch a fruit knife from the kitchen and gently cut open the inner layer of the leather case.

A blue-cloth-covered ancient book appeared before Xu Yang’s eyes.

Xu Yang carefully took out the book, and saw the words “Divine Ascension Scripture” written in a dragon-and-phoenix style on the blue cover.

At the bottom of the book cover were the words “Supreme Spirit of Purification Jingming.”

“Divine Ascension Scripture? Supreme Spirit of Purification Jingming?”

Xu Yang was puzzled and muttered, “What is this?”

Lady Ghost was curious and peeked at the book by parting her hair covering her face. When she saw the gilt letters on the cover, a look of horror appeared on her beautiful face, and she exclaimed in a low voice, “Divine Ascension Scripture? Is this scripture really inherited in the world?”

“Oh?”

Xu Yang looked back at Lady Ghost and asked curiously, “You know the origin of this thing… hmm?”

“Wait a minute, you can speak?”

“……”

Lady Ghost flicked her hair again, covering her face, drew a hasty symbol, and blood words appeared: “I didn’t, you heard wrong, I can’t speak!”

Xu Yang was speechless.

I already heard you.

What are you pretending!

Plus, your voice is clear and melodious like a silver bell, why do you need to hide it?

Right now, his mind was focused on the Divine Ascension Scripture, so he couldn’t be bothered to argue endlessly with Lady Ghost. He asked, “Lady Ghost, what is the origin of this Divine Ascension Scripture? What does Supreme Spirit of Purification Jingming mean?”

Lady Ghost pondered for a moment.

She wrote: “In my past life, I heard of this scripture. It was created by the Ancestral Master of the Jingming Sect and the Celestial Master Xu of Miraculous Salvation True Lord Miaoji. It is known as one of the highest scriptures in Daoism.”

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