Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool-Chapter 58: Mark It Down! He Fell Off His Stool

Chapter 58: Chapter 58: Mark It Down! He Fell Off His Stool

Ever since she was last targeted by a secret plot, Zhao Qiao’Er had become exceptionally sensitive to these things.

It just so happened that when Daoist Longchuan came by today and saw the Daoist Talisman’s position had been changed, he flew into a rage.

Zhao Qiao’Er immediately rounded up all the staff.

’Is someone plotting against me again?!’

’What kind of vicious new trick is this?!’

Zhao Qiao’Er had originally wanted to ask what changes rearranging the Daoist Talisman would bring, and what sort of misfortune she would have to endure this time.

But before she could even ask, Daoist Longchuan saw his Daoist Talisman rearranged and immediately started cursing.

In any case, this matter had to be investigated!

Just then, Lu Yuan, who was leading his wife into the room, quickly spoke up:

"Aunt, I was the one who changed it. It wasn’t the Nursing Home staff’s fault.

I thought Daoist Longchuan’s placement of the Daoist Talisman wasn’t quite right, so I just changed it.

I figured it was a small matter and I could just change it myself, so I didn’t mention it to you.

I didn’t expect it to cause such a commotion."

As soon as Lu Yuan spoke, all eyes in the room focused on him.

Everyone was taken aback.

The sinister expression on Zhao Qiao’Er’s face vanished in an instant.

’My sweetheart changed it?’

For a moment, Zhao Qiao’Er’s heart felt immeasurably lighter.

Her tense, beautiful body couldn’t help but soften and relax.

After what happened last time, Zhao Qiao’Er was truly terrified of these kinds of things.

She wasn’t afraid of open attacks, nor was she afraid of covert ones.

What she feared were the ones who secretly placed curses on you.

They were simply impossible to defend against.

’If my sweetheart was the one who changed it, then everything is fine. My sweetheart also knows a thing or two about exorcising evil and avoiding misfortune.’

’After all, he was the one who’d saved my life back then.’

However, before Zhao Qiao’Er could say anything, Daoist Longchuan, standing to the side, was naturally not pleased.

’This kid’s got some nerve!’

’Who the hell do you think you are?!’

’I am the renowned Daoist Longchuan! You changed the Daoist Talisman arrangement I created just like that?!’

’Smashing someone’s rice bowl is like murdering their parents!!’

After Lu Yuan said this, Daoist Longchuan slammed his hand on the table in a rage and shouted:

"Hey!!!"

"You little bastard, what’s not right?!"

"What the hell do you know?!!"

"Huh?!"

"My talisman formation needs a little punk like you to comment on it?!"

"Where are you from, kid?!"

"Who’s your master? Who’s your grandmaster? State your credentials!!"

"Don’t you know the rules!"

Daoist Longchuan was furious. What was this?

’This is ruining my reputation!!’

’My talisman formation was dismantled and rearranged by some twenty-something-year-old punk?’

’And then he turns around and says I was wrong?’

’If word of this gets out, will I have any face left?’

Snapping back to her senses, Zhao Qiao’Er saw the enraged Daoist Longchuan and immediately stood up to say hurriedly:

"Whoa, whoa, Daoist Longchuan, please calm down. This is our close nephew. He’s just a kid and doesn’t know how to speak properly. There must be some misunderstanding."

Of course, Lu Yuan knew the rules.

Of course, he knew that undermining him like this was not good.

But Lu Yuan had no intention of ruining his livelihood.

’If this Daoist Talisman was for someone else, then having a weaker effect wouldn’t matter so much. But this is for my Aunt Zhao. How could I let her make do with something subpar? Besides, I changed it secretly and didn’t tell anyone. He’s the one who brought it up today and insisted on making a big deal out of it. Since he wants to make it a formal challenge, then let’s have a proper debate. I’m not afraid of you.’

Lu Yuan immediately raised an eyebrow and said:

"Aunt, it’s not a misunderstanding. Daoist Longchuan is simply wrong.

Daoist, this has nothing to do with status or lineage.

And Daoist, don’t try to use your title to intimidate me.

Everything should be discussed with reason.

Since you think I’m wrong, Daoist.

Then let’s have a formal challenge today and debate this properly."

Just now, when Daoist Longchuan heard Zhao Qiao’Er say the kid in front of him was her close nephew, he had been thinking of letting the matter drop.

After all, even though he was a Celestial Master from Dou Shi Temple...

...the woman he was dealing with was the Black Widow of Taiping City!

Her methods were ruthless.

Just from the rumors he had heard over the years, there was no telling how many people the Black Widow had slaughtered.

But Lu Yuan’s words, in that moment, made Daoist Longchuan’s anger flare.

’This kid!!’

’You want to challenge me, an orthodox Celestial Master of Dou Shi Temple?!’

Unable to contain his anger, Daoist Longchuan immediately snapped:

"Fine!!"

"You want a formal challenge? Then I’ll give you a formal challenge! If you can’t back up what you’re saying, then you’ll see what happens!"

Daoist Longchuan wouldn’t come out ahead in this matter.

’The person opposite him was just some wet-behind-the-ears brat. What was his status, and what was his own? In the world of Travelers, they were separated by who knows how many generations. If he challenged the boy and won, it would only be what’s expected. But if he lost... He couldn’t possibly lose. But he couldn’t refuse the challenge either. If word got out, what would become of his reputation?’

Lu Yuan, however, wasn’t overthinking it. He immediately began to explain, following the principles his wife had taught him:

"The Ling Dao Talisman is placed on the west side, in the shade, and facing due north.

While that’s not wrong, you’ve forgotten about the Qi-Borrowing Talisman.

And with a Qi-Borrowing Talisman present, if the Ling Dao Talisman is still placed in the ordinary way...

..."

Lu Yuan simply opened his mouth and started explaining.

But was Daoist Longchuan listening carefully?

Or rather, after hearing what Lu Yuan said, would Daoist Longchuan’s face fill with astonishment?

Would he be shocked into a sudden realization, discovering that what Lu Yuan said was absolutely right?

No.

Because Daoist Longchuan hadn’t heard a single thing Lu Yuan said.

Not a single word.

The main reason was that, right now, Daoist Longchuan was... how to put it...

Just...

His whole body felt prickly and uncomfortable. His hair was standing on end.

It was as if the feeling had started the moment he’d let the words "little bastard" slip out.

This feeling had suddenly washed over him.

It was like a Da Xingzi had suddenly descended upon a village.

A village that had been noisy with the crowing of roosters and barking of dogs suddenly fell dead silent, with not even the chirping of insects to be heard.

In any case, the feeling was suddenly all wrong.

As the extremely panicked Daoist Longchuan quickly scanned the main hall, he suddenly noticed Su Liyan, who was standing behind Lu Yuan, revealing only half of her body and face.

Daoist Longchuan dared say that in his thirty or forty years of life, this was one of the most terrifying sights he had ever seen.

Daoist Longchuan recognized that face.

Or rather, he would probably never forget it for the rest of his life.

Although her eyes and ears weren’t as demonic or bewitching as they had been that night...

...Daoist Longchuan still recognized who this stunningly beautiful woman was in an instant.

She was the Great Immortal from that night...

Absolutely...

Especially the look this Great Immortal was giving him—it was even colder and more terrifying than her atavistic state that night.

Faced with such a sinister gaze, Daoist Longchuan truly panicked.

Then Daoist Longchuan looked down.

And saw...

The Great Immortal’s hand was being held by that little bastard...

At the same time, Lu Yuan finished speaking and waited for Daoist Longchuan to respond to his challenge.

But at this moment, it dawned on Daoist Longchuan.

He understood.

He understood everything.

His vision went black, his body went limp, and Daoist Longchuan fell straight off his chair, collapsing onto the floor.

’Oh, for heaven’s sake... mother of mine...’

’This isn’t some little bastard...’

’This is my own damn father...’

Lu Yuan watched Daoist Longchuan suddenly collapse to the floor and raised an eyebrow.

’Huh??’

’Make a note of that! He fell off his chair!’