Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 291: Call the Master

Chapter 291: Chapter 291: Call the Master

Feeling the force of the young Taoist, Jiangli’s expression remained unchanged, his fingers contracting slightly.

The next second...

There was a snap.

The sound of bone breaking immediately echoed in the tense air.

"Ah, my hand!"

The young Taoist cried out in agony.

Everyone looked closely and saw the young Taoist’s wrist bending at a strange angle.

It was clearly not normal.

The faces of the remaining young Taoists darkened further, now more certain that Jiangli was here to cause trouble.

"Young lady, our Qingyun Temple has stood for a hundred years here, with numerous disciples. Making an enemy out of us like this will likely not be in your best interest," said someone, warningly looking at Jiangli.

Jiangli pushed the young Taoist in front of him away.

Cradling his right hand, he staggered a few steps backward, his face deathly pale, barely able to stand.

His fellow disciples quickly supported him, preventing his graceless fall.

Witnessing this, Jiangli sneered, "I do not wish to quarrel with you youngsters. I’ll say it again, let your Abbot come out. I have something to discuss with him. If you do not wish to have your hands and feet crippled, then step far away."

The disciples of Qingyun Temple held a significant status in F City.

If they were sent out on an errand, whether it’s fellow Taoists or pilgrims who knew their identity, they would all give them some respect.

They had never encountered someone who would brazenly slap them in the face like this.

A few young bloods instantly became furious, anger blazing in their eyes as if they were about to fight Jiangli.

"If you seek my ’instruction,’ I won’t hold back," said Jiangli.

Spotting their movements, Jiangli flipped his wrist and in an instant, threw out five or six Talisman Papers.

The young Taoists immediately changed their complexion.

The pilgrims who had come to check out the commotion were also quite surprised by the scene and retreated, fearing they might get accidentally involved.

"Retreat quickly!" someone among the young Taoists shouted.

But it was already too late.

The Talisman Papers, as if having eyes of their own, picked up speed the moment they tried to dodge.

Swish, swish, swish—

In the blink of an eye, each young Taoist had a Talisman Paper stuck on them. The few who had wanted to protest were suddenly immobilized, everyone standing as if frozen in place.

The surrounding pilgrims were taken aback, some wondering if this was some kind of staged drama.

This was also the first time Xia Xin had seen Jiangli reveal such a skill, his heart filled with shock.

It seemed that the old ancestor was going to tear down Qingyun Temple today...

He suddenly felt that Qingyun Temple was in imminent danger.

"What’s happened?" Just as he was thinking, the Taoists from the side courtyard, hearing the commotion, hurried out.

Seeing their fellow disciples standing in the courtyard, they were all taken aback.

Full of confusion, they had no idea what had transpired.

When Jiangli saw them, she directly asked, "Where is your Abbot?"

A few Taoists exchanged glances but before they could speak,

Daoist Changmin, struggling, spoke out at this moment, "Thirteen... quick, go call Master..."

In the crowd, Thirteen who had just come over with the elder disciples and still hadn’t figured out what was going on, heard Daoist Changmin’s words and couldn’t help asking, "Elder brother, what’s happening?"

Daoist Changmin, his vision blurred with pain, had barely mustered the energy to speak and hearing Thirteen still questioning him, felt frustrated and angrily managed to say, "...They, they are from Jiaoyang Temple... quick, go call for Master..."

"Jiaoyang Temple?"

The elder brothers, upon hearing Daoist Changmin’s words, were puzzled, having never heard of Jiaoyang Temple before.

They were supposed to have no connection with Jiaoyang Temple, so why would people from Jiaoyang Temple suddenly come here?