Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 234 - 187: Humanoid Zombie Ghost Taoist!_2

Chapter 234: Chapter 187: Humanoid Zombie Ghost Taoist!_2

"No, Ping’an!"

Zixia immediately felt distressed upon hearing this and looked towards Li Ping’an, hoping he wouldn’t do anything foolish. This Ghost Taoist had lived nearly two hundred years and was not only incredibly powerful but also sinister and vicious. Knowing Li Ping’an, Zixia understood that if he made a move, he would certainly be killed in an instant, sealing his fate without a doubt!

"Reveal your strength now, Cultivator Li Ping’an of Mount Longhu!"

Mu Qiang Baoshan, however, was excitedly waiting for this Li Ping’an to fight the Ghost Taoist, thereby exposing his strength. Once Li Ping’an revealed his power, Mu Qiang Baoshan could determine whether this Cultivator Li Ping’an was the same person who had fought the great battle with Pei Yuanjing at the Fallen Dragon Pit last night!

"Oh, you motherf..."

Li Ping’an had not expected these so-called righteous people to show such a despicable nature. They cursed and, through their blame, forced Li Ping’an to comply.

Had Li Ping’an been a naive, hot-blooded cultivator, he would have been provoked by them and, for the sake of what people call honor, would have thoughtlessly drawn his sword to kill the Ghost Taoist.

But what they did not know was that Li Ping’an was not actually from Mount Longhu. Even if he had been, he would not foolishly become cannon fodder for others.

Thus, Li Ping’an immediately used the Supernatural Power of Carrying Mountains, leaned in, and whispered into the ear of the cultivator who was leading the instigation:

"Huh? What did you say?"

"Oh, I see!"

Pretending to have had a few words with that cultivator, Li Ping’an grabbed the cultivator’s arm and pushed him towards the Ghost Taoist, while loudly shouting:

"You said you’re going to kill the Ghost Taoist for us from Mount Longhu, right? Well then, please do!"

"You motherfucker, Li Ping’an..."

Taking part in what seemed like playacting that was taken as truth by others, the cultivator didn’t even realize what was happening before he was pushed by an overpowering force from Li Ping’an’s left palm toward the Ghost Taoist.

"Wow, he’s so brave! Come on, everybody, let’s cheer him on with applause!"

Li Ping’an cheekily led the applause. The other cultivators, stunned by the bravery of the daring cultivator, followed suit, clapping and cheering with enthusiasm, filling the moment with a lively atmosphere.

"Ghost Taoist..."

The cultivator pushed forward by Li Ping’an, being forced to "attack" the Ghost Taoist, stared at the Ghost Taoist’s rotting, terrifying head and involuntarily knelt down:

"I... I..."

The cultivator wiped the sweat from his forehead, swallowed fearfully, then looked up with a frightened smile and said:

"I mean, I... was pushed here... do you believe me?"

Li Ping’an, seeking revenge on the cultivator who had caused his trouble, immediately stood up and shouted to everyone:

"Impossible! This cultivator just told me his move is called ’Enduring Shame and Heavy Burdens.’ It looks like he’s kneeling to the Ghost Taoist, but in reality, he’s trying to catch the Ghost Taoist off guard. Ghost Taoist, you must be wary!"

"This Young Master Li is still so fond of playing tricks..."

Others might not understand Li Ping’an, but Zixia knew him all too well. Watching Li Ping’an jumping around seeking revenge, she couldn’t help but cover her mouth and smile.

The Ghost Taoist placed a severed arm and limb on the cultivator’s head, clutched it tightly, then asked in a deep voice:

"Kid, do you dare to confront me alone? Which sect are you from?"

"I... I..."

The cultivator, trembling and stuttering, replied:

"I’m the eighth brother from Zhishou Temple... please don’t kill me... if you kill me... our Zhishou Temple won’t let you get away with it!"

"Very well, very well."

The Ghost Taoist, smirking maliciously at the eighth brother from Zhishou Temple, said:

"You’ve got some nerve to challenge me. So, should I accept the challenge or not? Hmm?"

"I..."

The eighth brother from Zhishou Temple shivered violently, stammering:

"I... I... I... I don’t know!"

Li Ping’an, not expecting this eighth brother from Zhishou Temple to be such a coward, figured that while the man was disgusting, there was no need to cause his death. Having had his fun and taken his revenge, he was the first to sit down, turned towards Immortal Fei He, the master of Moyun Temple, and called out:

"Immortal Fei He, this is your territory; are you just going to stand by and watch?"

"You wretched creature, causing me trouble again!"

After cursing Li Ping’an in his heart for always stirring up trouble, Immortal Fei He of Moyun Temple turned to the leaders of the Four Great Noble Flame Cloud Sect, Senior Brother Taishi Bao of Qingyun Sect, Head of Heavenly Mist Sect Mo Liqi, and Head of Immeasurable Sect Taishu Yiqing to plead:

"My Lords, although I am a Taoist by title, I have never practiced cultivation. Not to mention the Ghost Taoists, I am no match even for ordinary people... so..."

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect immediately raised his hand to stop Immortal Fei He from speaking and nodded sternly:

"Immortal Fei He, you don’t need to say more, we understand!"

Immortal Fei He of Moyun Temple then looked towards the deeply sleeping Wang Tianran and Night Traveler Muqiang Baoshan to plead:

"This is the Imperial Taoist Temple, and although the Ghost Taoist is a degenerate of our Taoist sect, he is still a Taoist. So, you two have the responsibility not to let the Emperor’s Moyun Temple be stained with blood!"

Huu! Huu! Huu!

Wang Tianran didn’t hear a thing but snored louder, sleeping more soundly.

Muqiang Baoshan then stood up and nodded:

"Immortal Fei He, rest assured, we of The Night Traveler’s Bureau will not ignore a Ghost Taoist."

"Then I am much obliged to you all!"

Having successfully shifted the responsibility, Immortal Fei He of Moyun Temple said no more.

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect, Senior Brother Taishi Bao of Qingyun Sect, Head of Heavenly Mist Sect Mo Liqi, and Head of Immeasurable Sect Taishu Yiqing immediately threatened the Ghost Taoist:

"Ghost Taoist, do you really think we are afraid of you? Hmph! Our cultivation is not what it was in the past when you could bully cultivators at will. Try harming Zhishou Temple’s disciples and see if I let you leave today!"

"Ghost Taoist, though the Taoist sects of the world are divided between north and south, east and west, we remain branches of the same tree, sharing weal and woe — to harm one is to harm us all. Today, if you harm the disciples of Zhishou Temple, it is as if you harm our brothers and sisters! Ghost Taoist, release him now!"

"Our forefathers could have said that you, the Ghost Taoist, were once elegant and handsome; it’s revolting to see what you have turned into today. Truly disgusting. If you dare kill today, I will kill you!"

"Ghost Taoist, murdering is unacceptable! If you dare kill, our Taoist sect will restart the order to hunt you down! Think about your actions!"

Night Traveler Muqiang Baoshan also sternly warned:

"Ghost Taoist, if you dare commit murder here today, we of The Night Traveler’s Bureau will not let you leave Chang’an City alive! Don’t forget that this is Chang’an City. Even if we do not act, the combined forces of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism in the city will destroy you! Don’t seek your own death!"

With the Four Great Noble Paths and The Night Traveler’s Bureau making their stance clear, the rest of the various sect cultivators also shouted at the Ghost Taoist:

"Release him! Release him! Release him!"

Li Ping’an also shouted pretentiously:

"Release him! Release him!"

"Hahahaha! Who told you that I came here to kill today?"

After coldly laughing, the Ghost Taoist explained to everyone:

"I can release him, but I want to participate in the Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master!"

"You want to participate in the Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master?"

Now that everyone had expressed their stance, Immortal Fei He of Moyun Temple spoke with more confidence:

"I am puzzled. You, Ghost Taoist, have no sect or school; why would you want to participate in the Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master? Moreover, we have no such rule!"

"Because of him!"

The Ghost Taoist immediately pointed at Li Ping’an, who was nonchalantly sipping tea with his mask lifted up.

"Hmm?"

All the cultivators immediately turned their heads toward Li Ping’an, first suspecting that he had colluded with the Ghost Taoist to create this disturbance.

"What do you mean because of me?"

Quickly becoming the target of everyone’s accusations, Li Ping’an immediately retorted:

"You old fraud! I damn well don’t know you! Don’t spout nonsense!"