I just became a Purple-robed Celestial Master and a Thousand year old Fox spirit wants to enter my bridal chamber

Chapter 25: Chen Linhai’s Suspicion! The Six Treasury Immortal Bandits!

The three of them got into a car. As soon as they settled in, Chen Linhai couldn’t contain his curiosity and asked, “Master, may I inquire about your lineage?”

“The Celestial Masters’ Mansion of Longhu Mountain,” Zhang Beixuan replied nonchalantly.

“The Celestial Masters’ Mansion?”

Chen Linhai’s eyes instantly sparkled with interest, and asked, “The one from Orthodox Daoism?”

“Yes,” Zhang Beixuan confirmed.

“In that case, may I ask what color robe is traditionally worn within the  temple?” Chen Linhai inquired.

Zhang Beixuan was shocked by this question, surprised that Chen Linhai knew the distinctions in Daoist attire. Sensing Zhang Beixuan’s curiosity, Chen Linhai chuckled and explained.

“To be honest, I’ve had some previous interest in Daoist culture, which is why I’m asking.”

Zhang Beixuan nodded and casually replied, “I wear a purple robe.”

“A purple robe… Wait, what!?” Chen Linhai, who had been smiling, suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief. “You wear a purple robe? Are you the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain?”

“That’s correct,” Zhang Beixuan admitted.

Upon hearing this confirmation, Chen Linhai was utterly astonished.

Chen Linhai, on the other hand, frowned. Although the Celestial Masters’ Mansion had been relatively inactive in the secular world for a long time, its prestigious reputation in Daoism was widely known. Chen Linhai had some understanding of the hierarchical divisions within Daoism: white robes for initiates, green for ordinary disciples, blue for those who had achieved some mastery, and red and yellow for those qualified to pass on teachings and receive disciples.

On the other hand, the coveted purple robe was reserved for those who could conduct ceremonies and suppress all forms of evil – a position held by only one individual throughout history, revered as the Celestial Master. They were invariably elderly individuals, typically over fifty years old.

A Daoist who appeared to be no more than twenty claimed to be the contemporary Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain. This was a severe affront to the traditions of Daoism. If it weren’t for the current situation that required Zhang Beixuan’s assistance, Chen Linhai might have already sought help elsewhere.

Seeing Chen Linhai’s change in attitude, Zhang Beixuan paid it no mind. He was here to do a job, and as long as he was paid, he didn’t mind the skepticism. Moreover, the old man’s evident respect for Daoist culture was apparent.

Jiangbei University was expensive, and it took Zhang Beixuan about fifteen minutes to reach his destination. After exiting the car, he looked at the six-story building in front of him, which was cordoned off.

Standing alone in the darkness, Zhang Beixuan felt an eerie atmosphere surrounding the entire building, exacerbated by the gloomy weather. The entire structure seemed shrouded in a black mist, making it exceptionally foreboding.

The dense Yin energy in this place was evident, suggesting that many evil spirits lurked there.

“Quite interesting. You’ve run into bad luck meeting me,” Zhang Beixuan grinned mischievously and stepped into the dormitory building.

Meanwhile, not far away, Chen Linhai had been watching the scene from inside the car. He shook his head, and the man in the front seat, who had been driving, finally spoke up.

“Dean, you don’t have much faith in this Daoist.”

Chen Linhai forced a bitter smile.

“Do you think a Daoist who needs to falsify his identity has any real ability?”

“Daoism emphasizes cultivating virtue before anything else. When I first saw him, with that appearance of a celestial being, I thought he might be a disciple from a major sect. But I didn’t expect him to be a young lad who talks a big game.”

“Falsify?” The driver seemed puzzled. “Didn’t he claim to be the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain? Isn’t that a high-ranking position? Why would he need to falsify it?”

Chen Linhai explained, “Longhu Mountain’s Celestial Master, also known as the Celestial Master of Orthodox Daoism, is considered the foremost leader of Daoism worldwide. Do you think that’s a low-ranking position?”

The driver nodded in understanding.

The driver took a sharp breath and then became somewhat excited. “What if, by some chance, this young man is telling the truth? We might have struck gold.”

Chen Linhai sighed in resignation, “I’ve told you to read more. Let me give you a simple example. If a twenty-year-old man claims to be the Governor of Jiangbei, would you believe him?”

The driver shook his head. “Of course not. But how can a Daoist compare to our governor?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Nowadays, that might be true. But in ancient times, even our governor would have to address the Celestial Master with great respect,” Chen Linhai explained.

Ding ding ding…

Just then, Chen Linhai’s phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and was shocked.

“Hello.”

After a short conversation that lasted only a few seconds, he hung up the phone, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

“Let’s go to the entrance. A VIP has arrived!”

“Ding! Detected that the host was in a paranormal event. Triggering system task: Resolve the Haunting at Jiangbei University!”

“Task completion: Reward [Sixty years of cultivation] [Six Treasury Immortal Bandits].”

“Task failure: No punishment!”

The system’s notification sounded in Zhang Beixuan’s mind.

“Another task triggered?”

Zhang Beixuan’s steps hesitated for a moment, revealing a hint of excitement. He had just come down from the mountain and had already encountered two consecutive tasks. And they paid!

“This place at the foot of the mountain is amazing!” Zhang Beixuan thought with satisfaction.

He gazed at the dark corridor, and the air was filled with the unique scent of a girls’ dormitory. He couldn’t quite put it into words. After thoroughly searching the first floor, he found nothing unusual, so he didn’t linger and proceeded to the second floor. Just as he stepped onto the second floor, he heard running water. It was like someone taking a shower.

Zhang Beixuan’s expression turned strange. It was late at night, and he was in a girls’ dormitory. It wouldn’t be appropriate if he were to peek at someone showering.

“Peeping is definitely not okay, but going to check openly should be fine,” Zhang Beixuan reasoned, convinced that his logic was sound.

With determined strides, he headed towards the direction of the bathroom.