Ning Beichen strolled through the streets of the small town, a mentally unstable little shadow trailing behind him.
Xi Yier was exhausted. She had waited by Ning Beichen’s hotel room door for a long time, wearing high heels, her feet so numb she could barely stand.
She had no mood or energy to film videos or stream live. She clung closely behind Ning Beichen, afraid he would suddenly disappear.
Although Ning Beichen hadn’t displayed any signs of being an immortal in front of her, Xi Yier trusted her intuition. The man before her was definitely not an ordinary person.
Ning Beichen paid no attention to Xi Yier behind him, treating himself as a genuine tourist, stopping and starting, enjoying the leisurely local life.
“Hey, isn’t this the famous streamer, Xi Yier?”
Just then, a few young people with brightly dyed hair blocked Xi Yier’s path, saying with smirking faces.
“What do you want? I don’t know you.”
Xi Yier called out.
“Don’t be like that, Xi Yier. We’re your fans. It’s rare to run into you here today. Give us some face and let’s have a drink together.”
A flat-haired guy with a thick gold chain around his neck said to Xi Yier.
“No, I have things to do today.”
Xi Yier quickly refused. Regardless of whether she had plans, these people clearly looked like troublesome thugs. If they got their hands on her, there would be no good outcome.
“Xi Yier, we’re giving you face. You’re a big streamer. If we don’t give you face, you’re nothing. Do you think you’re a real big star? It’s an honor for me to invite you for a drink. If you’re smart, I’ll even buy you a Ferrari on your stream today.”
The flat-haired guy used a mix of threats and inducements.
“No need, I’m not streaming today.”
Xi Yier refused him.
“So, you’re not giving me, Flat-Top Brother, any face?”
The thick gold chain around Flat-Top Brother’s neck swayed as he looked fiercely at Xi Yier, almost pointing at her nose to threaten her.
“You… you guys, don’t force me. This is a society governed by law now.”
Just as Xi Yier was about to record evidence with her phone, a guy with purple streaks in his hair, standing next to Flat-Top Brother, stepped forward and snatched her phone.
“A society governed by law?”
“Hahaha…”
These people burst into loud laughter. People who messed around in this area wouldn't be afraid of such things.
“Xi Yier, you’re a streamer, so stop pretending to be so pure. If you drink with me, Flat-Top Brother, tonight and make me happy, nothing will happen. But if you refuse, then who knows…”
Flat-Top Brother grinned sinisterly at Xi Yier.
Xi Yier became scared. She could yell loudly and attract people.
But she could also see that these people were local ruffians, and she was a tourist from out of town. If she offended these guys, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Just as she didn’t know what to do.
Suddenly, Flat-Top Brother let out a scream and then flew out as if possessed, landing on the ground and clutching his crotch, howling miserably.
The five or six thugs with him were the same, collapsing on the ground as if possessed, clutching their crotches and wailing heartbreakingly.
What was strange was that no one saw the incident, nor did anyone see anyone attack Flat-Top Brother and the others. It felt as if they were bewitched.
“Immortal of Mount Hua, it must be the Immortal of Mount Hua helping me.”
Xi Yier shivered and immediately thought of the reason. Only an immortal would have such unfathomable means.
However, when Xi Yier wanted to find Ning Beichen, she found that he had already disappeared.
It was indeed Ning Beichen who had dealt with these thugs. Against such minor troublemakers, he didn’t need to show himself. A few casual flick of his finger-wind would incapacitate these scoundrels for the rest of their lives.
But after teaching them a lesson, he left immediately.
The main reason was that he didn’t want to get too entangled with this girl who needed attention.
Become a disciple?
What a joke. Putting aside whether Ning Beichen was willing, even if he were, not everyone could cultivate, and she had already passed the age for cultivation.
Not everyone was as monstrous as Liu Yilin.
Besides, Ning Beichen had no free time to take in disciples. He still had many famous mountains and rivers to cultivate in.
However, the night market in this small town was boring. After a brief tour, Ning Beichen grew bored. He grilled a few squid at a teppanyaki stall and walked towards the hotel while eating.
But before he could return to the hotel, a Taoist priest blocked his path.
Ning Beichen stopped and looked at the Taoist priest with a sword on his back, a hint of surprise on his face.
In modern society, it was difficult to encounter a true Taoist priest on the street.
Even more so, this was a Taoist priest with status and cultivation.
As for his status, Ning Beichen could tell from the purple Taoist robe he wore.
Moreover, this Taoist priest’s cultivation was not weak; he was at least a Grandmaster.
Ning Beichen frowned, not because of this Taoist priest, but because it used to be difficult for him to find a Grandmaster-level expert. Now, a Grandmaster Taoist priest just popped out casually.
“Daoist priest, are you blocking my way to beg for alms?”
Ning Beichen asked him calmly.
“Infinite heavenly veneration, did the young friend’s actions just now perhaps go too far?”
The Taoist priest said to Ning Beichen.
“Oh, so the Daoist priest is here for those thugs just now.”
Ning Beichen suddenly lost respect for the Taoist priest.
“Although those people did wrong, it was right for the young friend to teach them a lesson. However, one should act with restraint, and the young friend crippled their lower half in one blow, which was a bit too harsh. Does the young friend admit it?”
The Taoist priest spoke to Ning Beichen with the tone of an elder admonishing a disciple, which annoyed Ning Beichen greatly.
Why were there so many mentally unstable people who needed attention from these mountains and rivers?
First, it was a young girl, and now a Taoist priest, which left Ning Beichen speechless.
“Oh, I’ll ask the Daoist priest one question. If those thugs had molested your daughter, your wife, or your mother, would you still think the punishment was too harsh?”
Ning Beichen detested hypocritical individuals who imposed their own standards on others.
“Young friend, you are quibbling. This poor Taoist is not saying it’s wrong to teach them a lesson, but the heavens have compassion for all beings. I am here to advise the young friend to be more careful in the future, not to blame you.”
The Taoist priest said to Ning Beichen, somewhat angered.
“Since you know you are ‘this poor Taoist,’ then don’t be poor. Isn’t it good to be a Taoist priest?”
“The mortal world has its own laws of operation. It’s not for a Taoist priest like you to preach about virtue here. Moreover, whether the heavens have compassion for all beings is their business, not yours as a Taoist priest. Don’t flatter yourself into thinking you are the heavens.”