Martial Arts? Sorry, I am better at Thunder Spell!

Chapter 171: 128 This is probably the most tragic time the Golden Light Spell has been sabotaged! (Second Release! Please Subscribe! Request for Monthly Ticket!)

Eleventh floor.

Inside the grand suite of the Forest Tree Hotel.

At this moment, it’s eleven o’clock at night.

Master Jin Chengcan and his several Daoists had already set everything up, just waiting for the demons to walk into their trap.

The Three Pure Ones Bell, Peach Wood Sword, Money Sword, Eight Diagrams Mirror, Tianpeng Ruler, Wooden Fish, and others.

Master Jin sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for the Evil Ghost to arrive.

For the first half hour, the whole hotel was peaceful, with no sign of disturbance.

Until the stroke of midnight.

All of a sudden, the room became lively.

Windows that were closed began to open on their own.

The glass windows moved slowly.

A breeze blew in through the screen.

In the hotel room, the light gauze curtains were illuminated by the moonlight and danced within the room.

Behind the curtains, a shadow opened its eyes.

Its blood-red eyes shone with red light.

At the corners of its mouth, there was a sinister smile.

On the ceiling, a withered hand tore open the plaster, followed by a half body dangling down slowly through the hole in the ceiling.

From under the bed, figures also started to crawl out.

Gradually, more and more people filled the room.

Unknowingly, six or seven figures were silently standing in the corners, watching him.

Under the moonlight.

Their long, slender shadows were cast on the walls of the room by the moonlight.

These figures, with pale skin, black clothes, and blood-red eyes like monsters.

They opened their mouths, revealing sharp teeth that showed their non-human nature.

Master Jin Chengcan had waited a long time, watching as the room came alive.

All kinds of demons also began to emerge.

He donned a green robe and smiled.

“Finally here, I have been waiting for you for ages! Such a big hotel, and only these few demons? Call the rest out, so I don’t have to bother finding the others after dealing with you all! Better call them over and finish this in one go!”

Master Jin’s words were full of confidence.

Sure enough, after he spoke.

The ghosts exchanged glances, seemingly provoked.

They ignored Master Jin, their fingers turned into claws, and they lunged at Master Jin Chengcan.

Several ghostly figures aimed to tear apart this arrogant human.

“Ah ah ah ah!!!”

At midnight, from Master Jin’s room, the ghastly roars of the ghosts could be heard.

In the control room, the male host perked up when he heard the sounds from the surveillance.

“Guys, it’s starting, it’s starting! Looks like the fight has already broken out inside!”

“There really are ghosts! This must be the sound of the ghosts in the hotel, right? It’s so scary!”

“Can Master Jin make it? What if something happens?”

“No way! Master Jin has divine skills unmatched, peerless in Taoist arts, he’s one of the rare Green Robed Taoist of the Golden Immortal Temple. Do you understand what wearing green means?”

“I have no idea, is the Green Robe that amazing?”

“Of course, it is! Among all from the Xuanmen Sect, the Daoist masters are divided into eight levels: white, gray, blue, green, yellow, red, purple! The most powerful are those in purple, known as Heavenly Masters.

Following that is the Red Robed Taoist, just below the Purple Robed Heavenly Masters; it’s said that Jin Keji of our Korean Golden Immortal Temple used to wear red robes.

The Red Robed Taoists are extremely rare and immensely adept; a Taoist Temple that can boast a Red Robed Taoist can call itself a Great Taoist Temple!”

“Below the red robe is the Yellow Robed Taoist. Yellow robes in Taoism hold a very high status and cannot be worn casually. Next in ranking comes the green!

Here in our Korea, within the Golden Immortal Temple, up to now, there are only two wearing yellow robes and four in green, and Master Jin is one of them. His master is a Yellow Robed Taoist, you tell me if that’s not impressive!”

“Only two Yellow Robed and four Green Robed Taoists across all of Korea? That’s so few! But it is indeed pretty impressive; I guess even Dragon Country doesn’t have many Yellow Robed Taoists.”

“Hmph, naturally, after all, our Korea is the birthplace of Xuanmen! Over there in Dragon Country, the whole country combined probably only has two or three Yellow Robed Taoists, they can’t compare to our Korean Golden Immortal Temple!”

…

Inside the Korean live broadcasting room, these Korean netizens were buzzing with excitement.

Back in the hotel suite.

Master Jin Chengcan watched as several sinister shadows rushed toward him.

He threw a handful of glutinous rice mixed with red beans.

It showered directly onto the approaching shadows.

Within the Xuanmen Sect, glutinous rice is used to fight zombies and red beans to exorcise ghosts.

Master Jin Chengcan couldn’t yet tell what kind of ghosts these were.

So, he mixed glutinous rice and red beans, just in case.

No matter if they were Evil Ghosts or zombies, he could repel them.

“Ssss!”

A large amount of glutinous rice and red beans hit these shadows.

However, the next second, the lack of effect took Master Jin by surprise.

The glutinous rice and red beans he had scattered had no effect at all!

Such a vast amount of glutinous rice and red beans showered these shadows.

But instead of any effect, they simply swallowed the glutinous rice and red beans whole.

Master Jin Chengcan was stunned.

“How is this possible?”

Glutinous rice and red beans were unfailingly effective against demons.

Even a Corpse King or Ghost King couldn’t completely ignore glutinous rice and red beans, let alone swallow them whole!

But now, they indeed had no effect on these shadows.

In a panic, Master Jin grabbed the Three Pure Ones Bell and Peach Wood Sword from the table.

Ringing the bell in one hand and wielding the sword in the other.

The bell of the Three Pure Ones rang out, and Master Jin struck at one of the shadows with his sword.

However, when the Peach Wood Sword pierced the shadow.

It looked down at the Peach Wood Sword sticking out of itself.

The shadow seemed to feel more insulted than hurt by it.

It simply snapped the sword with a *click*!