Chapter 9: Chen Yang, Little Master Uncle, I’ll Make Money and Support You

“Celestial Master Zhang?”

Li Ang became interested and quickly looked up.

He saw the newcomer dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, embroidered with mountains, rivers, and the sun and moon. His silver hair was tied up with a hairpin, and one hand was delicately positioned in a “orchid” gesture in front of his chest while the other held a whisk.

His eyes moved with a natural grace, exuding an aura of power without a need for anger!

The man seemed to have a celestial, ethereal presence, with an air that suggested he might just be a deity.

“Are you Zhang Xuan Zhen, the Celestial Master? Can you really handle anything?”

Li Ang showed a pleased expression. Just looking at Zhang Xuan Zhen, he seemed far more reliable than Wu Shan He.

“Amitabha, Wu Liang Tian Zun!”

Zhang Xuan Zhen waved his whisk and lightly chuckled, “This Celestial Master is knowledgeable in the heavens and the earth, understands yin and yang, and masters the Taoist arts. There is nothing I cannot do!”

“As the saying goes, take a person’s wealth and help them avoid disaster! As for whether the matter succeeds, it depends on the sincerity of the requester!”

Sincerity? Li Ang looked confused.

It was his lackey who, with a smirk, added, “Li Shao, Zhang Celestial Master is well-known in Jing Hai City. As long as the money is right, there’s nothing he can’t do!”

So, it’s all about the money.

“Celestial Master Zhang, I have plenty of money, but how do I know you’re not a scam artist? What if you take the money and still can’t get the job done?”

Li Ang stroked his chin while giving a meaningful glance to the lackeys behind him.

“You guys can test Zhang Celestial Master. Whoever takes him down will get a reward of one million!”

Seven or eight lackeys immediately went red with excitement, rushing toward Zhang Xuan Zhen.

“This kind of trash? You’re not worthy of making me lift a finger.”

Zhang Xuan Zhen smiled nonchalantly. He simply flicked his whisk, and instantly, a white mist exploded from his body. Li Ang’s lackeys were sent flying in all directions, scattered across the floor, groaning in pain.

“Good! Truly a master!”

Li Ang’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, “Celestial Master, to be honest, I asked you here to help me deal with someone!”

“Once it’s done, I’ll pay you one million, no questions asked!”

Zhang Xuan Zhen’s eyes brightened but he shook his head slightly, “As a Celestial Master, I am benevolent and kind. It is my duty to help the world, not to engage in such immoral and unjust acts.”

“Two million!”

Li Ang raised one finger, turning it into two.

But Zhang Xuan Zhen still shook his head, “Such deeds would waste my Taoist arts. It’s not worth it.”

“Three million!”

Li Ang was getting irritated!

It’s all about money, isn’t it? As the eldest son of the Li family, Li Ang was certainly not short on funds.

As long as he could get rid of Chen Yang and win the affections of Ye Hong Yu, the money he spent would be earned back a thousand fold!

“This young master, causing harm to others will shorten your life. I, as a Taoist, do not wish to end up in the 18th level of hell after I die,” Zhang Xuan Zhen said with a cough, though his tone became much more polite.

“Five million, that’s my limit. If that’s still not enough, I’ll find someone else!”

Seeing that Zhang Xuan Zhen was still not satisfied, Li Ang gritted his teeth and immediately raised all five of his fingers.

Five million!

Zhang Xuan Zhen’s eyes lit up. This kid really has money!

“I’ve hit the jackpot!”

“Hahaha, you’re a man of your word!”

“Since the fate between us is so strong, I’ll take on this task.”

“However, I do things in order: payment first, then the work. Transfer the money to this bank card. Once it arrives, I’ll begin immediately.”

Zhang Xuan Zhen waved his whisk, and a golden bank card dropped in front of Li Ang, signaling him to transfer the money.

Five million! Just for a few words. Li Ang was naturally reluctant to part with it, but he transferred the money anyway.

Zhang Xuan Zhen received the bank card, took out his phone to check, and sure enough, the money had arrived. He chuckled with satisfaction.

“I love dealing with clients like you. Quick and decisive. Now tell me, who’s the target?”

“Don’t rush, Celestial Master Zhang. It’s just a nameless nobody. You could kill him with just a little finger. Wait for the right moment to strike.”

“Very well, taking people’s money and helping them avoid disaster, I’ll wait for the right time and then act.”

Zhang Xuan Zhen turned around smugly and left, nearly hopping with joy.

Li Ang clenched his fists, his murderous intent growing stronger. “Hahaha, with Zhang Xuan Zhen handling it, Chen Yang, you’re as good as dead!”

“And Ye Hong Yu, that damn woman. You think you’re so high and mighty? I’ll throw you on the bed and ravish you, make you my plaything!”

While Li Ang was feeling victorious, Zhang Xuan Zhen, leaving the villa, was even more excited, waving his arms in joy.

“Hahaha, five million! I’ve made it! This Li guy is so easy to fool. I should have asked for more.”

“When I’ve saved enough money, I’ll go to Long Hu Mountain to pay my respects. At that point, I’ll offer a great gift, and my master will surely accept me! Ha ha!”

“Huh? Wait a minute, didn’t my master say that my little master uncle would be coming down the mountain soon to visit Jing Hai City for a matchmaking event? Why haven’t I heard anything yet? And I don’t even have his phone number.”

Zhang Xuan Zhen scratched his head, taking out a photo. Although not very clear, he could easily recognize Chen Yang in the picture.

“Little master uncle is my master’s most beloved disciple. If I can get close to him, officially joining Long Hu Mountain will be as easy as pie, right?”

Looking at the photo of Chen Yang, Zhang Xuan Zhen’s eyes sparkled. “I should focus on making more money, support my little master uncle, and surely he’ll be moved. Haha, I’m a genius!”