American Comics: BOSS Invasion

This young Taoist was not very old, wearing a blue Taoist robe, and looked like a low-level Taoist child, only responsible for pilgrims burning incense and donating money.

This time, seeing Qi Shan aggressively bringing so many people up, and grabbing him without saying a word, he was immediately frightened and curled up.

Hearing Qi Shan's question, he stammered: "Little Taoist doesn't know Pang Deyu."

"Since you don't know, then I won't make things difficult for you. Go to the back and call someone who can make decisions, preferably the Abbot!"

"Understood, little Taoist will go and inform the layperson!"

Hearing that he could be of use, it meant there was no danger to his life. The little Taoist immediately felt relieved, but his face still had a timid expression.

After being let down, the little Taoist took two steps back and turned to run to the back hall.

A trace of pity flashed in the older sister's eyes.

"Why are you so rude? He's just a child!"

Qi Shan couldn't help but complain: "If you don't put on a show, who will take you seriously? Besides, who isn't a baby?"

What he said was right. Qi Shan's current body is at most 15 years old, really just a teenager.

The older sister wrinkled her pretty nose and snorted softly: "You have so many excuses. Why can't you speak nicely?"

Qi Shan smiled and didn't argue with her, just led everyone to wait quietly in the main hall.

Behind the Taoist temple, after passing through a large garden, there was another relatively quiet small Taoist temple. The exterior was not unusual, and even the archway did not have any words written on it. But this inconspicuous place was the most central location in the entire Taoist temple.

Above the Buddhist niche, there were no statues enshrined, only a few wooden tablets without any names. Moreover, these wooden tablets seemed to be extremely large, feeling less like human spirit tablets and more like the divine positions of gods.

An old Taoist with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged on a futon, his back straight, his thick beard hanging down naturally, slightly covering his abdomen. His Taoist robe was exquisite and beautiful, but he deliberately chose a plain color. His wide sleeves fluttered, and every breath seemed to have a slight tremor, carrying a unique immortal aura.

The old Taoist held a horsetail whisk in his hand. The silver whisk head was good, the dense silk was as fine and dense as silkworms. The whisk handle was carved from a whole piece of jade. The front section was white, the back section was crystal clear, and the middle was a gradient color. The surface was engraved with a large number of delicate and mysterious patterns, which showed that it was valuable.

If there were martial arts people who were familiar with the news of the underground forces here, they would probably be able to see at a glance that this person actually had a similar aura to a congenital master on the underground forces' killer list.

The Death Daoist!

The little Taoist ran in in a hurry. Although he was constantly telling himself to be calm, a trace of joy still appeared on his face. He had just run over and had not had time to speak when the old Taoist opened his eyes, his lips moved slightly, and a clear voice appeared in his ears.

"Keep your heart pure as ice, don't be alarmed by the collapse of the sky, remain steadfast amidst all changes, and keep your spirit and energy calm."

As soon as the words were spoken, as if by magic, a stream of clear air was injected into the little Taoist's body. After spinning rapidly for a circle, the little Taoist quickly calmed down.

He steadied himself and respectfully bowed.

"Thank you, Ancestor, for your comfort!"

"What happened? Why are you so panicked!"

"Reporting to Ancestor, a group of people came outside with an aggressive manner, saying they were looking for Pang Deyu. They seem to have bad intentions. Please decide, Ancestor!"

A trace of understanding flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and he sighed slightly: "Sure enough, it came early. What cause, what effect. Sure enough, the cycle of heaven cannot be forced!"

"Yu'er!"

"Disciple is here!"

With a slight tremor of breath, a handsome young Taoist suddenly appeared in front of the old Taoist, maintaining a slightly cupped hand salute.

The little Taoist was taken aback, a trace of envy appeared in his eyes, and then he quickly saluted.

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Yu!"

The newly arrived young Taoist ignored him, only staring at the old Taoist.

The old Taoist said plainly: "Go and deal with it!"

"What does Master mean?"

"As you wish!"

After speaking, the old Taoist closed his eyes and said nothing more. The corners of the young Taoist's mouth curled up slightly, and a trace of gloating appeared in his eyes, but on the surface, he respectfully bowed and turned to leave.

Qi Shan's divine sense was so vast that, not to mention the Kagura Mind's Eye, he could observe everything within a ten-mile radius as if it were in the palm of his hand. Even the ability of the circle could be used to explore their every move at any time.

The old Taoist did not realize that his conversation had been leaked. Qi Shan knew what he was going to do before the young Taoist came out.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, where there are people, there is jianghu!"

The older sister was a little puzzled: "What are you talking about again?"

Qi Shan smiled: "Where there are people, there are grievances. Where there are grievances, there is jianghu. People are jianghu!"

"Well said!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shout of praise came from a distance, and a young Taoist in gorgeous clothes came out with a smile.

"I often hear that the young master of the Qi family is a reclusive and elegant young man who rarely interacts with people, but articles from the School of Finance and Economics often circulate outside. Seeing you today, it is indeed so. Just five simple words fully express the treacherousness of jianghu."

Qi Shan didn't have the idea of continuing to talk nonsense here, and he was too lazy to say some polite words like 'I've admired you for a long time' according to jianghu rules. He directly said: "Where is Pang Deyu?"

A trace of anger flashed in the young Taoist's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"It's also my fault for making the Eldest Young Master wait so long. Please come with me. Brother Pang is resting in the back house. He was inexplicably assassinated some time ago and accidentally suffered some injuries. He is currently recuperating."

The older sister covered her small mouth, her eyes filled with undisguised heartache.

Qi Shan was helpless seeing this reaction, but he didn't say much. He nodded to the young Taoist, made a gesture of invitation to him, and without any hesitation, directly had the demon push him into the backyard!

The other guards were about to follow, but the young Taoist quickly stopped them and said: "Eldest Young Master, my Taoist temple is, after all, a place for pure cultivation. It is not good to be contaminated with too much the energy of weapons. Please be merciful and have your subordinates wait outside for now!"

What was he plotting? Qi Shan knew it well, but he didn't expose his intentions. He casually nodded, and the guards immediately stopped.

The young Taoist priest revealed a smile on his face and cupped his hands to express his gratitude.

He chose to block the numerous guards, but left behind the tall, iron-tower-like strongman shrouded in a bamboo hat, just to reassure Qi Shan. After all, with such a physique, anyone who wasn't an idiot could tell that he must be a top-tier guard protecting Qi Shan. As long as a martial arts expert was left behind, a wealthy young master like this would feel that his personal safety wasn't in any danger.

Unfortunately, you are just an ordinary rich man after all, completely ignorant of the dangers of the martial world. Do you really think that knowing how to write a few lines of poetry means you know how to navigate the martial world? How naive!

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and his gaze turned to the figure behind the elder sister, a lustful thought flashing past.

This young lady is indeed worthy of being from a wealthy family, quite alluring!

But he couldn't be hasty, absolutely couldn't be hasty. The more ferocious the prey, the more patience was required. Even the slightest misstep could provoke strong resistance, which would be a loss.

The young Taoist priest maintained a smile on his face, leading the way, taking Qi Shan through a small garden, and following a neatly paved path towards another courtyard area.

Although Mount Wuliang wasn't high, the area on the summit was indeed quite large. After all, the entire mountain and the surrounding hundred miles were all Mount Wuliang's territory. As long as you had money, you could build whatever you wanted.

Apart from the rather inconspicuous Taoist temple at the front, the buildings seen as they progressed became increasingly exquisite, including the central garden, which featured flowers that bloomed in all seasons and grasses that remained green throughout the year, with all kinds of rare treasures available.

This wasn't surprising, after all, he was the master of this territory, so what was the big deal about collecting some rare flowers and herbs?

After entering the courtyard complex, in a narrow but level corridor, the young Taoist priest suddenly stopped.

The elder sister was a little surprised and asked, "Why aren't you walking anymore? Have we arrived? Which residence does Brother Pang live in? Is it this way or that way?"

The young Taoist priest suddenly burst out laughing, clutching his stomach as if he couldn't bear it.

"You young masters who are new to the world are indeed incredibly easy to deceive. All it takes is a plausible reason to lead you around by the nose?

Do you really think I'm here to take you to find my cousin? Stop dreaming. Do you really think I don't know what you're here for? Your Four Seas Bank has money and can afford to spend a fortune to hunt down First Building, causing us heavy losses recently. With such a deep hatred, I can't wait to kill you all. How could I possibly take you to find my cousin?"

Before his voice faded, a large gust of wind came from the surroundings. After the sound of clothes fluttering, a large group of people wearing black masks and dressed in uniform black Taoist robes appeared around them, each exuding a murderous aura and remaining silent.

The elder sister was frightened, her face paling, and she subconsciously took a step back: "You, what do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, how could I bear to let such a great beauty die on the spot? Besides, your Four Seas Bank is indeed rich. I never noticed it before. I didn't expect that two unfavored children could casually take out hundreds of thousands of taels of gold. Do you know how surprised I was when I got this news?

That's hundreds of thousands of taels of gold! The highest standard of First Building's missions is only 100,000 taels of gold. That's the money you can earn by continuously killing several of the world's top experts. In your eyes, it's just pocket money that you can take out at will.

I'm going crazy!"

The young Taoist priest grabbed his head and shook it wildly, as if he had epilepsy.

Qi Shan was expressionless, his breathing rhythm didn't change, watching the young Taoist priest acting crazy like he was watching a play, even revealing a hint of mockery in his eyes.

As expected, the more contact you have with the underworld, the more you kill, the more likely you are to become crazy.

The young Taoist priest was still immersed in his own world. He suddenly stopped shaking, opened his arms, and his eyes widened.

"Later, I suddenly figured it out. What are we in First Building trying so hard to hide our identities and kill people everywhere for? Isn't it just for money?

In that case, why not just rob the Four Seas Bank? You guys can casually take out hundreds of thousands of taels of gold. What about your father? Can he directly take out tens of millions of taels of gold? Even if it's just a few million taels of gold, it's worth us taking the risk!

I didn't expect that just as I was hesitating about how to turn this idea into reality, you two idiots would come to my door. It's really God's blessing, hahahahaha!"

Watching the young Taoist priest babbling there, acting like a madman, scaring the elder sister's face pale, Qi Shan finally became a little impatient.

"What are you talking about? I just asked you to lead the way to find Pang Deyu. Where is he?"

The young Taoist priest widened his eyes: "Are you guys stupid? Can't you see the situation? This young master doesn't have any common sense, does he? All the guards are outside, and you two have been surrounded by us. All I have to do is wave my hand lightly, and you will immediately become prisoners. What's with this tone?"

Qi Shan nodded: "I understand. It seems I need to use torture!"

The young Taoist priest couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't expect the dignified young master of the Four Seas Bank to be a fool!"

Qi Shan turned a deaf ear and gently raised his right hand and waved it.

The demon behind him swayed slightly, without even a sound of air being broken, and there was actually one more person in his hand.

His tall, bear-like strong body was standing there, his huge arms pinching a person's neck, it was the young Taoist priest.

The demon's speed was extremely fast, and it was even enhanced by the power of the Shadow Mage. Within a short distance, it could completely rival teleportation.

He flashed out, grabbed the young Taoist priest, and flashed back. The whole process only took a moment. Everyone only felt their eyes blur, and the young Taoist priest was in the strongman's hands, like a dead fish, staring with his eyes and struggling non-stop.

The black-robed Taoist assassins, who had been pretending to be profound, were shocked and hurriedly drew their swords from their waists, preparing to rush up to save him. Qi Shan slowly took out a dagger from the armrest of the wheelchair, gently aimed it at the young Taoist priest, and said indifferently: "Does anyone want to take me to find Pang Deyu now? No? Then, unfortunately, I need to find someone else!"

After speaking, Qi Shan unhesitatingly stabbed the young Taoist priest's heart with the knife.

Just then, a gust of wind came from his ear, followed by a sharp shout: "Stop!"