The concept of a born saint begins with Strange Tales from Liaozhai.

When the female ghost in the bridal sedan chair tried to escape, the man in white flew into the air and with a flick of his sleeve, he sent the female ghost flying. Then, with another flick of his sleeve, he captured the female ghost, as well as the other four ghosts below.

Then, as if they had been spotted, they glanced in their direction, which terrified them, sending chills down their spines and causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, that person only glanced at them and then drifted away.

Upon hearing this, Wu Tong, the burly man whom Liu Xiaoer addressed as "Big Brother," showed fear in his eyes and said,

"It's not a ghost, it's probably a deity, a deity who has come to exorcise the ghost..."

He murmured.

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaoer and his companion were taken aback. After thinking about it carefully, they suddenly realized what was going on on their faces.

Indeed, my brother's guess was correct!

If it's not a ghost, then it must be a deity!

The three guessed that the immortal old man was more likely!

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaoer became excited and said, "Brother, doesn't this mean we've seen immortals?"

"My God! There's actually a deity living near our Guobei County?!"

The two people next to Wu Tong were also experiencing emotional turmoil.

They can brag about this tonight for the rest of their lives!

It's a pity that, due to the great distance and the blurriness, they didn't see the true appearance of this immortal gentleman.

Otherwise, they would carve a statue of some great importance and worship it day and night, praying to this divine being for blessings.

However...

Setting up a blurry statue or memorial tablet for worship doesn't seem like a bad idea, does it?

Meanwhile, on the other side, far away.

The two monks, Master Jingming and Master Jingming, were also dumbfounded as they watched the scene that had just unfolded in the distance.

Chapter 21 Minor Success in Breathing Techniques

The two monks, Master Jingming and Master Jingming, were completely dumbfounded.

Just moments before, they were worried about the birth of this century-old ghost king, lamenting that major events might occur in the nearby villages and Guobei County.

And I wonder which unlucky bastard was chosen by this ghost king.

The next moment, a man in white appeared in front of the Ghost King's wedding procession and easily defeated the Ghost King.

"Master, this is a hundred-year-old Ghost King!"

"Did I see it wrong?"

Huizhen swallowed hard.

He could hardly believe that the centuries-old Ghost King, whom he and his master would avoid, was so easily defeated by one person.

Thinking of the white-clad figure that had just floated by, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, was that person a human or a ghost? How could he fly, and how was he so powerful?"

The words were spoken.

With a loud bang.

The old monk Jingming gave him a heavy tap with his right hand and scolded, "You brat, what the hell are you talking about? Don't be so disrespectful and say such taboo things."

“That wasn’t a ghost, but what it was, I don’t know either…”

He had just carefully sensed it, but he did not sense any yin energy or ghostly energy.

Huizhen clutched her head, gasped, and murmured, "It's not a ghost, then..."

He was terrified upon closer examination.

"immortal?!"

Huizhen exclaimed in shock.

The old monk Jingming shook his head slightly. He didn't know what it was either; it could even be a deity.

As he pondered this, his mind was filled with doubt.

Who exactly is this person?

Is there really such a thing near Guobei County?

The Venerable Master Jingming secretly noted down what happened here today.

……

The Zhang family residence.

In the east wing.

Soft moans came from Su Chen's sleeve.

Then the wails disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

He turned the ghost bride and the other four ghosts into peaches.

Without hesitation, Su Chen picked up a pale gray peach and started eating it.

It's cool and refreshing, melts in your mouth, and feels like eating ice cream.

A warm current flowed through his body, nourishing his body and soul, making him stronger and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn has passed.

Su Chen slowly opened his eyes and looked at the control panel.

[Realm: Taoist (49%) 495 years of Taoist cultivation]

"I'm still a little short of having five hundred years of cultivation..." Su Chen said with some regret.

However, he didn't regret it for long. He was only five years short of the required cultivation level, and he could just go to the mass grave again tomorrow.

Without that troublesome ghost bride, all the ghosts in the mass grave became his sustenance!

I just don't know if I can help him raise his cultivation level to a thousand years.

He was really looking forward to breaking through to the next level of the Daoist realm, where his lifespan would increase and his comprehension would soar.

Looking at the 141 points of comprehension on the panel, and the cultivation techniques such as breathing exercises, Su Chen murmured, "Next, I need to try to comprehend the breathing exercises to a minor level, and also cultivate techniques like flying on grass to perfection..."

He was still somewhat curious about what lay beyond the level of comprehension that was considered exceptional among men.

After all, he already possesses top-tier comprehension among mortals; to improve further would be beyond the reach of an ordinary person.

Su Chen closed his eyes and began to comprehend the complex and profound Daoist texts in his mind.

Time slowly passed.

During the day, he would stay at home to study breathing techniques, and at night he would go out to mass graves to refine ghosts and demons.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon five days later.

A notification sound rang in Su Chen's ears.

[Minor Mastery of Breathing Technique, Comprehension +30]

【Name: Su Chen (15 years old)】

Lifespan: 103

[Innate Talent - Comprehension: 171 (Exceptional Talent Among Men)]

【功法:草上飛（大成1%）、伏虎拳（大成1%）、清虛養元決（大成1%）、五禽戲（大成1%）、吐納術（小成1%）】

【Taoist Methods: Paper Cutting (Minor Success 1%), Fleeting Bloom and Imperfection (29%) (Beginner 99%)】

[Realm: Daoist (65%), 656 years of cultivation]

A cool sensation welled up in his mind and consciousness, and Su Chen's perception increased slightly.

"A sudden increase of 30 points in comprehension?"

Su Chen was somewhat surprised.

The breathing technique is so effective that it has increased my comprehension by so much?

However...

Seeing that his comprehension had reached 171 points but the evaluation remained unchanged, Su Chen couldn't help but guess to himself, "It seems that comprehension needs to reach 200 points to reach the next major level."

He felt somewhat regretful.

However, with his comprehension now at 171 points, even among the most outstanding talents, he would probably rank in the upper echelons.

Su Chen's gaze fell upon Dao Xing.

Their cultivation levels are only a little over three hundred years away from reaching a thousand years!

At that time, even if it is a thousand-year-old demon, he will not be afraid!

After thinking about all this, Su Chen carefully sensed the minor-level breathing technique.

Although he had made some progress in the breathing technique, he still felt that the Cloud Cry Daoist scripture was complex and profound, and that he was still a long way from fully comprehending it.

Su Chen pondered for a moment, then silently estimated the time.

"It will probably take more than two months to master the breathing technique..."

Su Chen clicked his tongue.

Even he needed to spend so much time to master this breathing technique, let alone others; it's simply impossible for ordinary people to do it!

Only a genius could master this breathing technique!

It is said that only ancient sages could achieve the perfect level of breathing techniques.

It is conceivable how profound and obscure the perfect level of breathing techniques is; it is something that ordinary people cannot comprehend.

"However, just because others can't doesn't mean I can't..."

Looking at his 171 points of comprehension, which had reached the level of a dragon among men, Su Chen's eyes showed anticipation.

Next, he focused his attention on the Lightness Skill Grass and decided to first master it.

Su Chenyi used his light-footed skill to fly over the grass, his figure flashing repeatedly in the east wing.

A look of realization would occasionally flash in his eyes.

Soon, night fell.

The night was pitch black.

Mass grave.

As Su Chen walked through the mass grave, he noticed that the yin energy had thinned considerably, making it difficult to find ghosts and monsters. He couldn't help but sigh.

After these days of ransacking, he had almost completely cleared out the ghosts and monsters from the mass grave.

He shook his head and sighed, "Never mind, let's go check out other places nearby..."

His figure floated across the air above the mass grave.

During this process, he couldn't help but glance in the direction of Lanruo Temple.

Speaking of which, besides the mass graves, the only other place near Guobei County with many ghosts and monsters is Lanruo Temple.

However, there was a tree demon, Granny, who was suspected to be a thousand-year-old monster, at Lanruo Temple. Without absolute certainty, the extremely cautious man naturally would not go there to take the risk.

Chapter 22 A Thousand Years of Cultivation!

After glancing in the direction of Lanruo Temple, Su Chen shook his head, changed direction, and drifted off in another direction.

However, without the mass graves, he only found two ghosts near Guobei County that night, barely increasing his cultivation by thirteen years.

……

Time passed slowly, and ten days went by in the blink of an eye.

That noon.

The bright sunlight shone into the east wing, making it glow with golden light.