Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

At that moment, Taichu Temple was holding its morning prayers. When the good news reached the temple, the worshippers and disciples instantly became excited.

The palace's ceremonial guard carried sixteen large lacquered and gilded chests into the Taoist temple, where an eunuch holding a bright yellow imperial edict stood in the center.

"By the Mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees—"

"Master Changsong's teachings are excellent, and his disciple has rendered meritorious service in slaying demons. He is hereby bestowed with ten thousand taels of gold and a Taoist robe made of celestial silk..."

Feeling the gazes around him, Master Changsong felt even more proud, unable to suppress the smile on his lips, his eyes filled with smug satisfaction.

These items were not only valuable, but also represented the approval of imperial power.

His Taichu Temple is the number one temple in the world, and no other temple can compare to it.

The other disciples came up to offer their congratulations.

"Senior Brother Xie not only eliminated that vengeful ghost this time, but also gave those Taoist temples a resounding slap in the face!"

"Congratulations, Abbot!"

Several senior elders chuckled and said, "It's all thanks to Senior Brother Changsong's excellent guidance. This child's Taoist skills are not only pure, but what's most remarkable is his temperament. He's naturally suited for cultivating the Tao."

Master Changsong stroked his beard and sighed, "Qingyan has never caused us any trouble since he was a child, and his Dao heart is very steadfast."

"His success today is entirely due to his abstinence from women and his cessation of personal desires."

The imperial messenger approached with a smile: "Master Changsong, may I speak with you in private?"

The two walked towards the inner hall.

As the imperial messenger walked inside, he lowered his voice and said, "Master Changsong, His Majesty has seen what Master Xie has done for the people over the years, and he sees that the Imperial Preceptor's health is getting weaker and weaker..."

Nagamatsu Masato's expression also turned serious.

The eunuch continued, "His Majesty means... could you persuade Master Xie not only to bestow honors, but also to have him speak with the Imperial Preceptor and perform a ritual in the palace?"

Upon hearing this, Master Changsong immediately agreed, as he was determined to seize such a good opportunity.

"Please rest assured, sir. This is a once-in-a-century opportunity for the sect. I will speak with Qingyan myself. Consider it for the sake of the common people."

The father-in-law's face immediately lit up with a smile: "Then I'll have to trouble Master Changsong."

People in the palace had searched for Xie Qingyan many times, but to no avail.

The reason I bypassed Xie Qingyan and went directly to Master Changsong was that I hoped to use Master Changsong's identity to suppress Xie Qingyan.

Xie Qingyan, who was praised by everyone for severing his personal desires, was actually doing something against the laws of Taoism in the house.

The candlelight flickered behind the screen, casting shadows on layers of sheer blue gauze.

Xie Qingyan was still wearing his Taoist robe. He held Ji Chaoxi in his arms, and his kisses gradually traveled down from the back of her neck. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and her exposed skin was burning red.

The sound of fabric rubbing together was particularly jarring in the quiet night. Xie Qingyan buried himself deeply in her arms, greedily inhaling her scent.

"Xixi..."

At this moment, Xie Qingyan didn't look like a cultivator; he looked more like a ghost crawling out of the underworld...

In another room, a person and a bird are having a late-night meeting.

"You're also a Taoist from Taichu Temple, so why didn't you kill me that day?" The parrot ghost asked, sucking on a snack in its cage.

Zhi Xuan lay on the table, his eyes filled with sorrow: "When I was little, I had a puppy. After the puppy died, it didn't want to leave me. Its ghost has been following me. When my senior brother found out, he was very angry. He said I had polluted the tranquility of the Taoist temple, and then..."

"Anyway, since then I've only killed evil spirits. Not all spirits harm people."

The parrot ghost was startled: "How could Xie Qingyan be so wicked!"

Zhi Xuan quickly explained, "It's not the eldest senior brother, it's one of the other senior brothers."

From that time on, he disliked that senior brother and was particularly conflicted about slaying the ghost.

The parrot ghost hadn't expected Zhixuan to have such a past, and awkwardly comforted him, "It's okay. From what you've said, your dog is pretty silly. Maybe it doesn't even know what happened, it just feels a little sleepy."

Zhi Xuan whispered, "I hope so, but I still feel bad for it..."

He was too cowardly back then.

The midday sun was dappled by the leaves on the trees, the cicadas chirped incessantly, and the faint sounds of other Taoist priests chanting scriptures could be heard.

Ji Chaoxi didn't wake up until noon. She kept her eyes closed and buried in the quilt, her undergarments hanging loosely on her body. With her movements, shocking red marks were revealed on her back.

Ji Chaoxi had no intention of absorbing Xie Qingyan's yang energy, but he insisted that she do so, and even solemnly said that it was good for her health.

Thus, a very strange scene unfolded: a Taoist priest was teaching a female ghost how to absorb his yang energy.

A pair of large hands pulled her into their arms. Xie Qingyan kissed her lips and whispered, "Xixi, your cultivation has improved quite a bit."

Ji Chaoxi leaned against him, not wanting to reply to his words.

Xie Qingyan chuckled softly, gently rubbing her waist through her thin inner garment, his gaze intensely focused.

Ji Chaoxi was so dazed from being rubbed that she unconsciously snuggled into his arms.

Just then, the door was suddenly opened.

"Green inkstone..."

Nagamatsu Masato's voice abruptly stopped. He stood at the door, his face filled with astonishment.

Through the thin gauze curtain, he saw his most prized disciple, who was disheveled and embracing a woman. Although he couldn't see her face, their intimate actions were a slap in the face to Master Changsong.

Before Master Changsong could even step into the room, Xie Qingyan frowned, flicked his sleeve, and slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

Master Changsong was furious. Just yesterday, the Emperor had bestowed so many rewards upon the temple, and he had confidently told the eunuch how steadfast Xie Qingyan's Daoist heart was.

And then this happened today!

"You wicked disciple! What are you hiding in your room?!"

He was so enraged by what he saw that he lost his mind, and only now did he realize that the room was filled with ghostly energy.

Zhi Xuan stood cautiously to the side. He was startled when his master arrived, but luckily the parrot ghost ran away and hid.

Zhi Xuan originally wanted to buy Xie Qingyan some time, but when Master Changsong saw that Zhi Xuan was in such a hurry to stop him, he felt that something was wrong and went straight into the inner room.

Seeing Zhi Xuan's guilty look, Master Changsong became even more furious: "You knew all along that this female ghost was hiding here?!"

Zhi Xuan retorted in a low voice, "Master, Miss Ji is the person Senior Brother likes, not some female ghost."

Master Changsong wanted to slap him. With that overwhelming ghostly aura, he was still insisting he wasn't a female ghost.

"Go down and receive your punishment!"

Zhi Xuan looked at Master Changsong in disbelief: "Why, Master?"

Master Changsong sneered, "Why? You're hanging out with a female ghost and you're asking why?! Get down here now!"