Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
At the same time, the old Daoist priest who was splitting the revenue with his subordinates also saw Lin Yi and the others.
âYo, young man, youâre here. Have you thought it through?â
The old Daoist priest walked over with a smile. âSince youâre here, I take it that youâre sincere. Iâll give you a cheaper price. 3,000 yuan to help your girlfriend break through that barrier. In the future, everything will definitely be smooth sailing and youâll be safe. You can also get an invoice.â
âSave it.â Lin Yi said.
âI saw how you split the spoils. Be careful or Iâll report you.â
The other Daoist masters looked at Lin Yi warily, clearly wary of him.
Only the old Daoist priest didnât care.
If Lin Yi really wanted to report him, he wouldnât show this attitude.
âLittle brother, calm down. Thereâs no need to make things so awkward. Weâre all commoners. Even immortals need incense. Weâre also forced to make a living.â
The old Daoist priestâs attitude was very good. Firstly, he was afraid that Lin Yi would report them and cause a scandal.
Secondly, they probably had some money since they could spend a lot of money to visit this place.
It was better to be polite to such a person.
âIf you have nothing else to do, just show us around.â
âThereâs not much to see, really. Our alchemy room is the only interesting place; the rest is pretty much the same everywhere.â
The old Daoistâs words confirmed that Xiyun Temple was more about scams than anything else.
However, this was a voluntary matter. After all, no one was being forced.
With that, the old Daoist led Lin Yi and his two companions around the alchemy room, explaining the strange items inside. Lin Yi listened carefully and got a general understanding of the place.
He figured that when he eventually became a Daoist priest, his situation wouldnât be much different from this.
After all, Xiyun Temple was one of the larger Daoist temples in Huaxia.
Many other places werenât even as good as this.
âSir, isnât this an alchemy room? Why is there mercury here? Isnât it highly toxic?â Lin Yi asked.
âYoung lady, you donât understand,â the old Daoist said smugly.
âThis is an essential ingredient for refining elixirs. Itâs very valuable.â
âElixirs?â Qiao Xinâs eyes lit up. âIn this modern society, are there still such things as elixirs? Can consuming them make you immortal?â
âUmâ¦â
The old Daoist priestâs expression paused and he said seriously,
âIf you donât die after eating these things, itâs no different from becoming an immortal.â
Lin Yi.ââ¦â
Qiao Xin, ââ¦â
â Sorry for bothering you.â
Then, the three of them walked around other places and realized that it was already past one oâclock. They prepared to go eat first and continue shopping in the afternoon.
âYou guys go eat first. We have an event at two in the afternoon. If you have nothing to do, come over and take a look. Itâs only once a year. If you miss it, youâll have to wait another year for the next one.â
âWhat event?â
âQiao Xin asked curiously.â
âThe performance of the Hungry Ghost Festival is mainly to showcase Daoist culture, but donât worry, thereâs no charge. You can watch it for free.â
âAlright, weâll come and take a look after eating.â
After bidding farewell to the old Daoist priest, the three of them arrived at the dining hall of Xiyun Temple.
Lin Yi originally thought that there would be fewer people here if he skipped meal time, but he quickly realized that he was too naive.
Although it was already past one oâclock, there was still an endless stream of people here.
Fortunately, they had bought the 298-yuan tickets earlier, and upon presenting the ticket receipt, they were secretly given a fast pass, allowing them to skip the queue.
Because they had purchased the VIP tickets, the three of them received preferential treatment.
There were over a dozen dishes available for them to eat, but most were quite bland and watery, not even as satisfying as a 20-yuan meal box from outside.
The three of them didnât complain much, as they were there to enjoy the scenery, not the food.
Meanwhile, two Daoist-like individuals appeared at the entrance.
One of them, around fifty years old, wore glasses and had slightly dark skin but looked very energetic.
His name was Zhang Yanjun, the head of Xiyun Temple.
He came from a poor family and became a Daoist at the age of eighteen.
Using the deceptive skills he learned from his master, he had now established a relatively decent life for himself.
From another perspective, Zhang Yanjun could be considered talented.
Without him, Xiyun Temple wouldnât have achieved its current scale.
It could be said that the current success of Xiyun Temple was inseparable from his persuasion.
Standing next to Zhang Yanjun was a young Daoist.
Dressed in a brand-new Daoist robe, his skin was dark, making him look a bit older, but he seemed to be in his twenties.
âLittle Zhu, Iâll be counting on you for the event later,â Zhang Yanjun said.
The young Daoist priestâs name was Zhu Jinwoo. He used to practice mixed martial arts, and his physical fitness was top-notch.
The two of them met in a mixed martial arts competition. It was also at that time that Zhu Jinwoo realized that the money earned as a Daoist priest was more than what he earned from fighting. From then on, he joined Xiyun Temple to become a Daoist priest.
Although his income did not increase significantly compared to before, he could earn money every day with just a few words. This was much better than risking his life to earn money.
Therefore, he could be considered to have joined the Dao Sect wholeheartedly now.
âDonât worry, thereâs no problem at all. When the event starts, Iâll show them my skills. I guarantee that Iâll make them dumbfounded and very willing to payâ
âJust make sure you master the three routines I taught you, and everything will be fine,â Zhang Yanjun said.
âIn short, just two words: trick them to death.â
âBrother Jun, thatâs four words.â
âDonât sweat the details,â Zhang Yanjun said earnestly, then glanced at the dining hall. âLook around, itâs already past one, and people still have to wait for a table. This means there are a lot of visitors today. If we can fool these people well, todayâs earnings will be enough for you to buy an Accord.â
âGot it,â Zhu Zhenyu said.
âIâve thrown many fake punches before, so trust my acting skills.â
âIâm relieved hearing that.â
With that, Zhang Yanjun, hands clasped behind his back, said, âLetâs go. Itâs about time we got ready.â
As the two were about to leave, a loud cry echoed through the dining hall.
âYangyang, be careful! Watch where youâre going! Donât run around.â
Thud!
A boy, around ten years old, crashed into a large pillar while playing with another child and fell to the ground.
He froze for a second before bursting into tears from the pain.
Seeing this, Zhang Yanjunâs eyes lit up, sensing a moneymaking opportunity.
âQuick, quick, quick, this is our chance to make a fortune. Go check it out!â