Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 292: Abbot of Qingyun Temple

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Abbot of Qingyun Temple

Others were unaware, but upon hearing Daoist Changmin’s words, Thirteen seemed to realize something.

His eyes went wide with shock, and he looked at Jiangli and Xia Xin with disbelief. Without a second thought, he turned and sprinted towards the main hall.

The elder disciples had no idea what had happened. Seeing Daoist Changmin’s sorry state, they couldn’t help but ask, "Changmin, what on earth happened to you all?"

Beads of cold sweat layered Daoist Changmin’s face, rolling down his cheeks and into the collar of his robe without cease.

He shook his head weakly, not having the strength to clarify what had happened. After enduring for a good while, he finally managed to squeeze out a few words, "Don’t, don’t fight..."

The elder disciple, who had intended to come over and demand an explanation, became even more confused upon hearing him.

But Daoist Changmin had seen clearly, they were no match for Jiangli.

Jiangli didn’t even consider them worth her attention, which was why she demanded to see the Abbot of Qingyun Temple right from the start.

Now, the arrival of more juniors would just be sending lambs to the slaughter, a futile effort. It would be better to save some energy instead.

Jiangli glanced at the nearly unconscious Daoist Changmin, her small face stiff and icy as she said, "Go fetch a chair."

The Taoists of Qingyun Temple: "???"

What?!

A few of them began to wonder if they had heard wrong.

Xia Xin was also taken aback, "Ancestor, what did you say?"

"Fetch a chair." Jiangli rolled her eyes, her tone dripping with sarcasm, "Don’t tell me I have to stand to meet these juniors, as if he deserves that?"

Upon hearing these provocative words, anger began to rise on the faces of those from Qingyun Temple.

"You little brat, are you here to cause trouble?"

"Even if you want to cause trouble, you should look around and see where you are! This is Qingyun Temple, go outside and ask about the standing of Qingyun Temple in Xuanmen!"

"Just a little brat like you dares to spout nonsense in front of Qingyun Temple?"

Several of them walked forward, fuming with rage.

Jiangli’s eyes narrowed slightly. Before she made a move, a calm and aged voice came from behind the crowd.

"Stop—"

At the sound, the movements of the younger disciples froze. They glared unwillingly at Jiangli but stopped approaching and instead stepped back to clear a path.

Jiangli looked up.

At that moment, an old man with white hair and beard approached from the direction of the main hall.

Thirteen, the little Taoist from before, was following right behind him.

The elder was dressed in a gray robe, simple yet dignified, with kind and gentle eyes that conveyed a sense of spiritual refinement.

He was startled by everything he saw in the courtyard.

Especially when he noticed the Talismans on the immobile disciples, he felt a jolt of alarm.

The juniors might not recognize their significance.

But he saw at a glance that these were high-quality Immobilization Talismans, brimming with spiritual energy, captivating the soul with just one look.

An Immobilization Talisman is a type of Talismanic Script, and to infuse such vigor into the script speaks volumes of the drafter’s extraordinary skill.

"Abbot, this little girl is here to wreak havoc!" While the elder was still processing his shock, the younger disciples of Qingyun Temple, as if finding their support, immediately started to complain as he approached.

"Master, this girl is very sinister, you must be careful!"

The immobilized juniors could not move, but their mouths were unimpeded. Seeing their master arrive, they appealed incessantly.

"We don’t know what witchcraft she used! Master, you must save us!"

Listening to the juniors, the elder suppressed the astonishment in his heart, looked up at Jiangli with a smile instead of anger, and greeted with cupped hands, "May I ask what brings our young friend to Qingyun Temple?"