While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

"Ding! Killed a G-rank ghost, gained 100 merit points."

"Ding! Killed a G-rank ghost, gained 100 merit points."

"Ding! Killed a G-rank ghost, obtained the Taiqing Sword Technique."

"Ding! Killed a G-level ghost, obtained the 'Taoist Manual'."

Four voices rang in Cao Kun's mind in succession, leaving him a little confused. How could he be generating electricity?

Before he could figure it out, a large amount of Taoist knowledge appeared in his mind on its own.

He understood that this knowledge came from the "Dao Fa Ji Yao" (Records of the Way and Law).

This thing is like an introduction to Taoist magic; it doesn't have any other abilities, it just gives him an understanding of Taoist magic.

The commotion on Cao Kun's side caught the attention of Jigsaw.

He turned around and his eyes met Cao Kun's.

The next moment, Jigsaw strode toward him, chainsaw in hand.

Ignoring his unhealed injuries, Cao Kun endured the pain, rolled over, got off the handcart, and stood on the ground, facing the vertical saw across the handcart.

"You're not dead?"

A surprised, hoarse voice came from behind the Jigsaw mask; it was speaking English.

Cao Kun's English proficiency is only average.

Fortunately, he received the memories of his predecessor, so there were no problems with the conversation.

Cao Kun did not answer, his eyes warily fixed on the chainsaw in Jigsaw's hand, while he glanced around, searching for a weapon to fight back.

Jigsaw was still puzzled: "How come you're not dead?"

Ignoring his pain, Cao Kun hurried a few steps and grabbed a hammer from a shelf.

This hammer looks a bit like a spiked club, except that its round head is covered with countless nails. Hitting someone with it would definitely be a painful experience.

With a hammer in hand, Cao Kun's courage grew.

Although he was still injured, Jigsaw was just an old man who was about to die, so he had a better chance of winning in a fight.

"You don't have to do that, child."

Jigsaw spoke in a tone like a preaching pastor: "You survived, proving you shouldn't have died here. You passed my test and can be reborn."

Cao Kun remained silent, his eyes fixed on the chainsaw in Jigsaw's hand.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you again." Jigsaw turned off the chainsaw and placed it on the handcart.

In that instant, Cao Kun jumped up and slammed the hammer in his hand hard into Jigsaw's head.

Jigsaw froze instantly, blood gushing from the multiple holes in his head: "You..."

The jigsaw, pressing against the hammer, moved backward.

Cao Kun grabbed the chainsaw from the handcart, turned it on, and pressed it against the vertical saw.

"Test your mother's ass... newborn your mother's ass... go to hell..."

Amidst the cutting sounds, a large amount of blood splattered onto Cao Kun's body and face, but he did not stop and continued cutting.

"what……"

The vertical saw emitted a piercing scream, but it did not stop Cao Kun's movements in the slightest.

A few minutes later, Jigsaw's body was broken into several large pieces, with his head becoming a separate piece.

Cao Kun was almost covered in blood.

After throwing away the chainsaw, Cao Kun plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, feeling a bit of lingering fear.

After all, this was his first time killing someone.

But there's nothing we can do. Nobody knows if Jigsaw's earlier statement of not attacking was just a ploy to keep him calm before delivering a fatal blow.

"Killing the ghost just now gave me merit points, but killing Jigsaw didn't."

"It seems that the reward is only given for slaying evil spirits."

Cao Kun muttered a few words and looked at his abdomen.

The injury has improved a lot, and it should be fully healed in another ten minutes or so.

Cao Kun got up and started walking around inside.

A dozen minutes later, Cao Kun's abdomen had returned to normal.

He found some clean water, took a bath, and changed into clean clothes.

3 a.m., outside an abandoned factory.

With a flick of Cao Kun's wrist, a lighter with a lit flame landed on the gasoline.

Flames shot up instantly and burned all the way into the gasoline.

Soon, the entire abandoned factory was engulfed in flames.

Cao Kun turned and walked away without looking back.

In later generations, the United States only deployed cameras in important locations such as urban areas, let alone in 2004, near an abandoned factory.

This abandoned factory was so remote that it was already dawn when Cao Kun finally managed to hail a taxi.

The taxi stopped in front of a store called "Wenxintang" and Cao Kun paid the fare and got out.

As for the fare, it was found at Jigsaw's hideout; it wasn't much, only a few hundred dollars.

Looking at the place in front of him, Cao Kun's expression was a little strange.

The service items are posted on the glass door in both Chinese and English.

"Exorcism, blessings, good fortune, spirit calling, divination, feng shui, funeral services – all in one place. Various ritual implements are also available for sale."

"The services offered are truly comprehensive."

Cao Kun muttered a complaint, took out his key, opened the door, and entered the residence with the shop in the front and the house in the back.

Turn on the light, and two shelves appear in front of Cao Kun.

On the shelf were peach charms, talismans, copper bells, crystal balls, crosses, copper coins, golden toads, and even a lucky cat.

Cao Kun rubbed his eyes. Yes, they were lucky cats, and there was more than one.

This indicates that these are the products for sale.

In addition to these, he also saw paper strips printed with "Heaven and Earth Bank" and with a face value of over 10 billion.

In addition to the Chinese version, there are also paper money templates based on US dollars.

However, the denominations of US dollar bills are relatively small; perhaps it's to avoid frightening the ancestors.

"It's still a combination of Chinese and Western styles, nothing is left out."

Cao Kun shook his head and went inside.

The living quarters inside are not large, but they are small yet complete, and there is no problem with living there.

Cao Kun plopped down on the sofa and entered the system.

Host: Cao Kun

Constitution: Innate Thunder Spirit Body

Cultivation Level: Beginner (Can be upgraded)

Cultivation Technique: Taiqing Shenxiao Jue

Skills (Spells):

Taiqing Sword Technique: Level 1 (Upgradeable)

Merit points: 200

"So I was born with a lightning spirit body, no wonder I can unleash lightning."

"Those two ghosts didn't die unjustly."

"Upgradeable".

Cao Kun's gaze fell on cultivation level and swordsmanship, each with a lit-up upgrade button.

Cao Kun used his mind to tap the area after "cultivation level".

Instantly, Cao Kun felt a surge of power within his body.

This force was extremely powerful, rampaging through his body.

Cao Kun felt as if his body was being torn apart.

After a short while, the pain gradually subsided and eventually disappeared.

At this moment, Cao Kun felt a warm and comfortable sensation in his body, and that power had been stored within him and was ready to be used at any time.

Upon closer inspection of the system, changes had occurred.

Cultivation level: First-grade Human Teacher

Merit points: 100

Cao Kun's face lit up with joy; he sensed a powerful force.

"So that's how merit points are used."

"The upgrade button next to cultivation level is grayed out. Is it because I don't have enough merit points?"

"The Taiqing Sword Technique is still active."

Cao Kun nodded.

Taiqing Sword Technique: Second Level

Merit points: 0

When I woke up, it was already past 1 p.m., and my stomach was growling.

Cao Kun cooked two packets of instant noodles and ate them while carefully observing the place.

According to the memories Cao Kun received, this place had previously been run by the predecessor's father.

Three months ago, after the previous incarnation's father died, he left it to the previous incarnation.

However, the predecessor knew nothing about this, and not only did he fail to keep the business afloat, he also quickly spent all the money left by his father and accumulated a large credit card debt.

If the rent hadn't been paid every six months, the original owner wouldn't even have a place to live.

But in another ten days or so, I'll have to pay rent again.

$3500 per month, that's $21,000 in six months.

Cao Kun took out all the money he had on him and counted it; it totaled $487.35.

"That means I have to earn more than $2 in ten days."

Cao Kun felt a headache coming on.

Although he retained his memories from his previous life, he was not very familiar with the United States.

"Should I go back to China?"

As Cao Kun was pondering his next move, there was a knock at the door: "Is Master Cao home?"

Cao Kun arrived at the door and saw a young policewoman in a police uniform.

Upon seeing Cao Kun, the policewoman pulled him, saying, "Quick, come with me."