I am against feudal superstition, so I light incense on my midnight rice!

Chapter 3 is rated S, and rewards include the Golden Light Spell and Ten Years of Golden Light!
"Everyone, don't be nervous. It is indeed windy in Rongcheng at night in the summer. It is normal. Don't worry." Jiang Chen's face returned to normal and he smiled faintly.

He is the head of the Demon-Suppressing Temple and is associated with the anti-feudal superstition system.

Then feudal superstitions are naturally false, and maybe everything is just a coincidence.

Just do it!

Then, under everyone's gaze, Jiang Chen grabbed the white rice in the bowl and started eating.

It tastes sour and stinky as soon as it enters your mouth.

"Pah! The rice is spoiled, but this is normal. After all, the temperature in Rongcheng is very high in the summer, and rice can basically not be kept for more than a few hours."

"Anchor, keep pretending! If you keep pretending, I'll let you fly!"

"Host, you'd better run. I think things are getting increasingly strange around me. I'm from Rongcheng, too. Although I don't believe in feudal superstitions, I'd rather believe in something than not."

"Something must have eaten the rice, so it went bad. You should hold a ceremony to apologize."

Although barrages of comments kept appearing in the live broadcast room, Jiang Chen acted as if he didn't see them.

Because an old man in a white shirt appeared in front of him at some point in the night.

His skin, like dry bark, clung tightly to his bones and was a sickly grayish-white. In his sunken eye sockets, a pair of cloudy eyes gleamed with a sinister light.

What was strange was that his body was wrapped in wisps of black air.

The audience watching the live broadcast could not see the pale and strange old man.

Jiang Chen's motionless figure made everyone in the live broadcast room feel strange, and they began to ask questions one after another.

"Thank you for the meal, young man. After all these years, I, an old man, have finally found my destined partner. I'll let you go as soon as possible." The old man opened his dry lips and a hoarse voice came from his throat.
As he spoke, a faint light flashed in his eyes, as if he would pounce on me at the next moment.

His eyes instantly turned as dark as ink in his sunken eye sockets, like an abyss that could swallow any light.

I saw a ball of Yin energy gathering around Jiang Chen's neck.

"I'm really counting on you!" Jiang Chen's face flushed red, and he felt difficulty breathing.

"What are you doing, host? Are you trying to create a good show?"

"What a freaking show! The host's neck is emitting black air. It feels like a dry, black claw!!"

"Brilliant!"

"Level 46 Ji Laotie sends out - Cloud Piercing Arrow!"

"Level 46 Ji Laotie sends out - Cloud Piercing Arrow!"

"No! Didn't you notice something was wrong? Who was the anchor talking to just now? And there's no equipment around his neck, so how could black air be coming out? He must be entangled by something!"

This statement immediately attracted the attention of some careful people.

Then the pace got faster and faster, and everyone noticed something was wrong.

Some netizens have already posted the route number screen.

Just when the audience thought Jiang Chen was going to die, he also took out the golden talisman from the yellow cloth pocket.

"Death!"

Jiang Chen's face was ferocious as he bit his tongue and instantly spurted out a mouthful of pure yang blood. The golden talisman was instantly activated and emitted a golden light, which was extremely bright in the dark night.

I saw a golden light turn into a sharp sword and shoot out.

The black arm was cut off easily.

"Ah!!" A strange scream resounded through the quiet intersection, and even the audience in the live broadcast room heard it.
Some netizens who were originally unconvinced began to question it.

"Don't be nervous, everyone. This is all just for show. Wait for a moment!" Jiang Chen felt confident when he saw how powerful the golden talisman was. Before anyone could react, Jiang Chen had already drawn the dark red peach wood sword from behind him. The golden talisman stuck to the sword, emitting a faint golden light.

"I will break your feudal superstition today."

Everyone saw Jiang Chen waving a peach wood sword that emitted a faint golden light in the air, and from time to time they could hear bursts of miserable screams.

This sound struck everyone's soul and sent chills down their spines.

Although Jiang Chen had no internal strength, he was agile and with the help of the peach wood sword and the golden talisman, he chopped the wild monster into ashes in just a few moves.

As the weirdness disappeared, the howling wind around gradually dissipated, and everything returned to calm.

The two short and one long incense sticks stuck in the rice bowl also broke, and the three incense sticks became exactly the same length.

After Guiyi was killed, the primary golden talisman lost its charm and the talisman paper was broken.

Jiang Chen pretended nothing happened and hung the peach wood sword behind him again.

"Everyone, that was just a show. You must trust science. I've verified that this feudal superstition of burning incense during midnight dinner is completely untrue."

Jiang Chen then kicked the bowl on the ground and broke it into pieces.

"66666!"

"Master, stop pretending. Is that a real Taoist talisman you just took out of your pocket?"

"Damn it, the host is hiding his cultivation skills from us again, right?"

"New here, what just happened?"

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking the feudal superstition of burning incense during midnight meals under the witness of everyone!]

[Rating: S-level, System Reward: Golden Light Curse! Soul-Nourishing Pills*3!]

[Detected that the host has not yet entered the Golden Light: Special gift of ten years of Golden Light! ]

Yunling Pill: It has a slight cleansing effect on the marrow, contains spiritual energy, and one pill can enhance the golden light for a year!
The system's voice sounded in Jiang Chen's mind.

"What! It's actually the Golden Light Mantra, one of the Eight Great Taoist Mantras! How humane! Knowing I haven't mastered the Golden Light Mantra, they still gave me ten years."

Jiang Chen felt a warm golden light flowing through his meridians, strengthening his meridians and physical strength at all times. As long as he had a thought, the golden light would possess him.

But the golden light of ten years can only emit a faint light, and it cannot be as bright as a light bulb.

But it is already very powerful. Just this faint flash of golden light can make it invulnerable to swords and guns, and can even withstand small pistol bullets.

The Golden Light Mantra is one of the eight magical mantras of Taoism. It is even recorded in the Demon-Suppressing Temple, but as far as Jiang Chen knows, no one in the world seems to be able to practice it successfully.

In other words, he was the first person in the world to embark on cultivation.

"It turns out that cultivation is indeed possible. However, due to the advent of the Age of Spirit Absoluteness, the spiritual energy in the world has become thin. A hundred years ago, perhaps some high-level practitioners were able to perform some minor spells, but that's no longer possible."

"With the Soul-Nourishing Pill, I should be able to start practicing."

It took Jiang Chen a while to come back to his senses.

The gift special effects on the barrage kept flashing, and Jiang Chen immediately smiled brightly when he saw it.

"Thank you all for the gift of the branding iron."

“Thanks to Ji Laotie for the Cloud Piercing Arrow!!”

“Thanks for the soldering iron health care!”

Jiang Chen accepted all the gifts that came his way and kept thanking them. He glanced at the backstage and found that after deducting the platform share, he had already earned more than two thousand.

(End of this chapter)