I was selling peach wood swords on a live stream, how did I become a Taoist ancestor?

Five, six, seven...

In just a few seconds, twenty or thirty vengeful spirits emerged from the shadows and blocked the way.

They have no eyes, but Wang Hu can feel that all the "gaze" is focused on him.

"Prepare for battle!"

Wang Hu let out a low growl and drew his standard-issue short sword.

The blade was engraved with exorcising runes, which gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

The other three team members also immediately went into battle mode, standing back to back in a defensive formation.

But they all looked very pale.

Too much.

Although individual vengeful spirits are not strong, a group of twenty or thirty is far beyond what the four of them can handle.

"Tiger, what should we do?" The new team member's voice trembled.

Wang Hu gritted his teeth and glanced at the peach wood sword in his hand.

Take a gamble!

He threw away the dagger and gripped the peach wood sword with both hands.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows their power!"

Wang Hu didn't know what to say, so he just blurted out a line from a movie, held his breath, and slashed forward.

The anticipated resistance did not materialize.

It's actually as smooth as cutting tofu.

puff!

A dark shadow dissipated upon hearing the sound, turning into black smoke and disappearing.

He didn't even let out a scream.

Wang Hu was stunned.

The three team members were also stunned.

The vengeful spirits seemed to pause for a moment, then let out sharp screechs and pounced on them madly.

Holy crap!

Wang Hu didn't have time to think and swung his sword to strike.

One sword, one kill.

They really did kill one person with a single sword strike.

When those vengeful spirits touched the peach wood sword, it was like snow meeting red-hot iron—they melted instantly.

There was no struggle, no resistance.

Chopping melons and cutting vegetables.

In less than a minute, twenty or thirty vengeful spirits were cleared out.

The scene was deathly silent.

All that remained was the rustling of the night wind through the weeds.

The three team members stared wide-eyed at the peach wood sword in Wang Hu's hand, then at Wang Hu himself.

It's like looking at a monster.

Wang Hu himself was also dumbfounded.

He looked down at the peach wood sword.

The sword remains simple, without any special lighting effects.

But that feeling of cutting melons and vegetables with ease just now was definitely not fake.

"Tiger...Brother Tiger...your sword..."

One of the team members swallowed hard, his voice hoarse.

Wang Hu didn't say anything, but suddenly remembered something and turned around and rushed towards the factory.

"Tiger! Wait a minute!"

The team members quickly followed.

……

Inside the factory building.

Chen Jianguo and his five teammates are locked in a fierce battle.

They were surrounded by dozens of vengeful spirits, with a female ghost dressed in blood in the middle.

The female ghost hovered in mid-air, her long hair flying, a strange smile on her face.

Its clothes looked like they were soaked in blood, with dark red liquid dripping down.

But once it landed on the ground, it disappeared.

"Captain! The bullets aren't working!"

One of the team members shouted anxiously.

He pulled the trigger, and the specially made exorcism bullet hit the female ghost, passing right through her without causing any harm.

Chen Jianguo looked grim.

The information was incorrect.

This is not a C grade at all, it's at least a B grade!

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

He shouted hoarsely.

But it was too late.

With a wave of her hand, the woman in blood-red robes unleashed even more vengeful spirits from the shadows, blocking all paths.

They piled up in layers, surging in like a tide.

One of the team members was entangled by a vengeful spirit, screamed in agony, and collapsed to the ground.

Chen Jianguo tried to rush over to help, but was blocked by vengeful spirits.

Despair began to spread.

Just then...

boom!

The factory gate was kicked open.

Wang Hu rushed in, holding a peach wood sword high in his hand.

"You wicked creature! Prepare to die!"

He shouted it out, and even he felt it was a bit childish.

But the results were outstanding.

Upon seeing the peach wood sword, the vengeful spirits all took a step back in unison.

It was as if they had encountered their natural enemy.

The woman in blood-red clothes turned her head, her scarlet eyes fixed on Wang Hu.

To be precise, they set their sights on the sword in his hand.

For the first time, a solemn expression appeared on its face.

"Wang Hu! What are you doing in here! Get out!"

Chen Jianguo roared in frustration.

Wang Hu ignored her, stared at the blood-clad female ghost, and took a deep breath.

He knew the sword was effective against vengeful spirits, but not against malevolent demons…

I haven't tried it.

The only option is to gamble.

He gripped his sword with both hands and charged forward.

The vengeful spirits surged forth like a tide.

Wang Hu swung his sword and swept across the room.

Wherever it passed, vengeful spirits vanished into thin air.

He fought his way through the horde of vengeful spirits and charged straight at the blood-clad female ghost.

The female ghost let out a shriek, and her long hair shot out like a venomous snake.

Wang Hu parried with his sword.

Where the sword passed, long hair was torn to pieces.

The female ghost's expression changed, and she retreated rapidly.

But Wang Hu was faster.

He rushed in front of the female ghost and slashed at her with his sword.

The female ghost raised her hand to block.

The sword struck its arm with a soft "hiss".

Like a red-hot iron branding meat.

The female ghost screamed, and black smoke rose from her arm.

it works!

Wang Hu's spirits lifted, and he was about to strike again when the female ghost suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of black mist.

The black mist reeked of a foul stench, carrying a strong sense of resentment.

Wang Hu instinctively closed his eyes and began wildly slashing with his sword.

When he opened his eyes, the female ghost had already retreated more than ten meters away, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Wang Hu! Watch out!"

Chen Jianguo shouted.

Wang Hu turned around and found that the vengeful spirits had surrounded him again.

He gritted his teeth and suddenly a crazy idea popped into his head.

Let's take a big gamble!

He gripped the peach wood sword tightly and, with all his might, hurled it at the female ghost.

Yes, it's throwing.

He threw it at the female ghost like a javelin.

Everyone is stupid.

Including female ghosts.

It probably had never seen this kind of operation before, and it was stunned for a moment.

Just this one moment.

The peach wood sword drew an arc in the air.

There was no light, no special effects.

It was just an ordinary wooden sword.

But the female ghost seemed frozen in place, watching helplessly as the sword flew towards her.

puff!

The sword pierced the female ghost's chest with pinpoint accuracy.

The female ghost froze.

It looked down at the peach wood sword on its chest, then looked up at Wang Hu.

An expression of disbelief crossed his face.

Then, its body began to disintegrate.

Starting from the chest, the cracks spread rapidly, like shattered porcelain.

Whoosh!

The female demon disintegrated into countless fragments and vanished into the air.

The vengeful spirits followed suit, screaming as they turned into black smoke.

The factory has returned to quiet.

All that remained were heavy breathing sounds.

Everyone stared blankly at Wang Hu.

Wang Hu stared blankly at his hands.

What just happened?

The sword he threw directly stabbed Li Gui to death.

Chen Jianguo was the first to react.

He strode to the peach wood sword, squatted down, and examined it carefully.

There was no special aura on the sword.

There were no energy fluctuations, and no trace of rune activation.

It's just like an ordinary handicraft.

But everything that just happened indicates that this sword is anything but ordinary.

"Wang Hu..."

Chen Jianguo looked up, his voice a little hoarse: "Where did you buy this sword from?"

Wang Hu swallowed hard.

"I bought it online... from a streamer called 'Riding a Cow Out of Hangu Pass'."

……

An hour later.

The Night Watch's office, meeting room.

The peach wood sword was placed in the center of the table, and seven or eight high-ranking officials sat around it, their faces solemn.

The meeting room was filled with smoke, and the ashtrays were piled high with cigarette butts.

"The test results are in."

A bespectacled technician pushed up his glasses and said in a dry voice, "The material is just ordinary peach wood, with no residual energy. The runes on it are hand-carved and show no energy reaction."

He paused, then added, "In other words, this is a craft item, the kind sold at tourist attractions."

"But everyone at the scene and the surveillance footage can prove that it was this sword that destroyed the B-level evil spirit 'Blood Robe' and forty-seven vengeful spirits in one strike."

Chen Jianguo said in a deep voice.

He turned his laptop around and played a surveillance video.

The image is in infrared mode, so it's a bit blurry, but you can still see it clearly...

Wang Hu threw out the peach wood sword.

The sword pierced the female ghost's chest.

The female ghost disintegrated and vanished.

Silence fell over the meeting room.

This is too bizarre.

An ordinary peach wood sword, cutting through monsters is as easy as chopping vegetables.

Who would believe that if I told them?

"Wang Hu, tell me the details about that streamer."

The middle-aged man sitting in the main seat spoke.

He is Liu Zhenguo, the head of the South City Night Watchmen branch.

He was in his fifties, with gray hair and sharp eyes.

Wang Hu nodded, opened his phone, and found Li Jun's Douyin profile.

"The streamer's name is 'Riding an Ox Out of Hangu Pass,' and he is said to be a Taoist priest from Qingfeng Temple. He should be under twenty years old this year."

"He usually posts videos of Taoist magic, like lightning striking a watermelon with his palm or something."

"I bought one during last night's live stream when they were selling peach wood swords."

Liu Zhenguo took the phone and looked through the videos.

The more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.

Based on his experience, he could tell at a glance that the video was created using special effects.

"Has your technical department analyzed these videos?"

Liu Zhenguo looked at the man with glasses.

"After analysis, it's probably special effects, and the quality isn't high."

"How is that possible?"

One of the vice-captains questioned, "If it's special effects, how do you explain the peach wood sword?"

"So here's the problem."

Liu Zhenguo put down his phone, looked at the peach wood sword, and repeated, "If the video is fake, how do you explain this sword?"

No one can answer that.

The only sound in the conference room was the hum of the air conditioner.

Have you looked into this Qingfeng Temple?

"I checked."

Another team member pulled up a file and projected it onto the screen: "Qingfeng Temple is located in Luxian County. The abbot's surname is Zhang, his Taoist name is Shouqing, and he is eighty years old this year. He is a registered Taoist priest of the Zhengyi sect. Li Jun is his adopted disciple, who is nineteen years old this year and is studying at a university in the provincial capital. He just returned from winter vacation."

The information is very detailed, even including Li Jun's high school transcript.

"Nineteen years old..."

Liu Zhenguo tapped his fingers on the table: "At this age, it's impossible for someone to have such skill, unless..."

His eyes narrowed: "The real master is that Taoist Zhang."

Everyone suddenly realized.

"Yes, yes, that must be it!"

"The old Taoist master was living in seclusion and did not want to be disturbed, but his disciple was secretly selling magical artifacts online in order to make money."

"Tsk tsk, a real magical artifact only costs ninety-nine yuan? That's like selling one's grandfather's land without a care in the world!"

The logic suddenly made sense.

Liu Zhenguo nodded: "That's a reasonable guess. The question now is, how do we make contact with this old Taoist priest?"

"We cannot go there rashly."

Chen Jianguo said, "These reclusive masters are most afraid of being disturbed."

"Then we..."

"Buy it first."

Liu Zhenguo decisively said, "Since Mr. Li is willing to sell, then we will buy it. Let's spread the word that from now on, we will buy all the magical artifacts that will be listed in the 'Riding an Ox Out of Hangu Pass' live stream."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Also, send people to Lu County to observe secretly. Don't disturb them; just gather information."

"yes!"