Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer Chapter 3: Netizens Bewildered, the Life-Buying Ghost Arrive

"Damn!!!"

At this mont, Du Chong’s entire mind buzzed.

He incredulously looked at the stooped old Daoist priest before him and was surprised to find that a mysterious Qi was crazily surging between the old man’s organs.

"No way!"

Du Chong realized sothing and looked up at the dark clouds above.

To his horror, he discovered that the path of the lightning in these dark clouds was exactly the sa as the Qi within the old Daoist’s body!

"Wait, don’t!"

This brought Du Chong fully to his senses, and he hurriedly shouted at the old Daoist:

"Daoist, stop, it’s a misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding!"

But was there still ti for that?

An enraged Lin Heng directly pointed downward!

Instantly, deafening sounds erupted above the Daoist Temple, completely drowning out Du Chong’s terrified screams.

Amidst the rolling dark clouds, hundreds of lightning bolts as thick as barrels roared down like dragons and pythons.

Rumble!!

The entire place outside the Daoist Temple was instantly engulfed by a sea of thunder.

It was only in that dying mont that Du Chong realized in horror that his prank to expose a fake had targeted a real Daoist...

One of those Daoists who would directly bring down celestial thunder at the slightest disagreent!

The scene of the thunder sea subrging the strear beca the last fra of the live broadcast.

Tens of thousands of viewers all simultaneously gaped wide open.

"Damn, what did I just see? Thunder... Thunder skill?"

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Did I just see soone use a thunder skill?"

"Isn’t this supposed to be a prank show? How did it turn into a fantasy blockbuster?"

"Where’s the promised charlatan? What about the promised debunking? What’s happening here?"

"Do supernatural spells really exist in this world?!"

The last fra was so explosive that it left the viewers collectively stunned, struggling to believe their eyes.

"Can any experts tell whether this is for real?"

"This thunder skill is too exaggerated, it should... be fake, right?"

"It’s probably the strear hyping it up, dressing as a zombie to scare the Daoist, and then getting countered. This totally seems scripted!"

"Hype? But why does the thunder seem so real to ? To be honest, even across the screen, I felt a chill when it ca down..."

"Sa here, I’d say that such celestial thunder power probably can’t be achieved by special effects alone, right?"

"Is the strear still there? If so, make a sound; if not, we’re about to dig in!"

...

In front of the Daoist Temple.

The smoke and dust gradually dispersed.

Lin Heng was still imrsed in the grand scene of thundering celestial thunder.

He couldn’t help but exclaim at the power, acknowledging it as a top-level great divine technique from the Celestial Master’s Mansion, capable of instantaneously destroying a zombie immune to Tai Chi Feather Duster!

With such might, wouldn’t any demons and monsters kneel down and sing for rcy?

"However, didn’t the zombie seem to be saying sothing at the end? Seed like it was shouting ’misunderstanding’?"

The thunder was so deafening that Lin Heng didn’t quite hear it clearly, but it didn’t matter.

The reward from slaying the zombie was what he should focus on.

After all, even though he mastered the divine techniques of the Five Thunders Righteous thod, he couldn’t be considered a cultivator, as he had no cultivation.

He had just released the Five Thunders Righteous thod relying solely on the Innate True Qi within him!

Lin Heng felt that roughly half of his Qi remained, enough to unleash it once more.

Of course, the Innate True Qi would recover on its own.

But without cultivation, the recovery rate was sowhat embarrassing.

Therefore, to truly unleash the Five Thunders Righteous thod limitlessly, he had to quickly beco a great cultivator!

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The reward caption suddenly flashed in his mind, making Lin Heng smile with joy.

However, upon seeing the reward content, Lin Heng was again puzzled.

"Shouldn’t killing a zombie grant cultivation rewards?"

"Why did reputation values suddenly appear?"

Lin Heng clearly rembered the system’s functions.

Gaining followers increased reputation, while vanquishing demons granted cultivation.

Having just slain a vicious zombie, the reward should have been cultivation!

"Wait a minute!"

It dawned on Lin Heng, and his gaze turned to the ’zombie’ beside him.

At this ti, arcs of electricity still occasionally flashed on the ’zombie,’ who also emitted a scorched aty sll, along with a faint stench emanating from under the zombie.

Lin Heng glanced over.

Was that really shit and piss?

Lin Heng had a bad feeling.

As expected, he imdiately spotted a phone half-charred into charcoal on the zombie’s chest.

"So, this guy isn’t a zombie, just a person?"

"Could he even be a strear?"

"This is so... damn it!"

Lin Heng was infuriated to insanity.

People nowadays are too bold; for traffic, they’d do anything, dressing up as a zombie to scare a Daoist in the middle of the night—what a brain-dead move!

After grumbling a bit, Lin Heng still decided to call the police.

Anyway, he hadn’t laid a hand on the guy; if the police ask, he’d just say the guy was struck by lightning, nothing to do with him!

With this in mind, Lin Heng took out his old mobile phone, just as he was about to call, suddenly noticing the ti.

11:59 PM!

"That’s right, there’s an actual one now!" Lin Heng’s eyes glead with joy.

Ding!

The next second, midnight struck.

Almost instantly, the temperature around him plunged to the freezing point.

The few old pines outside the Daoist Temple rapidly covered with white frost.

Lin Heng quickly returned to the Ancestral Hall.

On the table, the stack of Life-Buying Money continuously oozed blood, the blood flowing along the ground, drawing an eerie yin wind, scattering the stack of Life-Buying Money like fallen leaves in late autumn, swirling into the air.

Lin Heng calmly watched the front yard.

In the gusts of yin wind, the scattered money and bright red blood gradually converged.

A Twilight Money monster, drenched in blood and with a twisted form, appeared in the yard.

"Hello there, Daoist!"

The Life-Buying Ghost spoke, its voice hoarse, like stones grinding together, grating on the nerves.

Lin Heng directly retorted: "Hello your ass!"

This Life-Buying Money not only turned him from a young and handso man into an old man but was also responsible for Master Qingxu’s death; Lin Heng wasn’t going to show any courtesy.

The Life-Buying Ghost was taken aback for a mont, clearly not expecting such rudeness from the Daoist, then took a deep breath, with a sinister smile appearing at its mouth:

"Daoist, I don’t have much ti left, could you lend another life, please?"

As it spoke.

Gusts of yin wind rose from every direction, the Daoist Temple’s door rings clanged, and chilling yin Qi gathered to form clouds, enveloping the temple.

It seed like it was seeking permission, but the sinister amusent curved at its mouth.

However, Lin Heng was unfazed and coldly rebuked:

"If your ti is up, just go; always borrowing others’ lives, what a nerve!"

"You!"

The Life-Buying Ghost glared angrily.

This local Daoist was unbelievably rude; it kept calling him Daoist but received only curses in return, utterly uncultured!

"So eager to die, huh? Then I’ll fulfill your wish!"

The Life-Buying Ghost said coldly, without any courtesy, unleashing a torrent of yin Qi and ghostly wails erupted everywhere.

Lin Heng sneered, "Bring it on!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

The Daoist Temple above, instantly dark clouds rolled in!