Terraria: The Digitalized Me Is Causing Chaos

"Is this what you subdued?"

Uncle Nine had just finished examining Master Ren's corpse and looked at Yang Tao with disbelief.

After his examination, he discovered that Master Ren was completely 'dead,' and there wasn't a trace of Taoist magic on his body; it was purely that someone had used brute force to scatter the corpse energy in his body.

Hearing Uncle Nine's words, Yang Tao said with a smile, "Master, I may not have much else, but I do have strength."

Uncle Nine: "…"

He really wanted to know what kind of strength could scatter the corpse energy of a zombie with twenty years of cultivation.

It seemed that his disciple had quite a few secrets.

But now was not the time to ask about this.

Uncle Nine turned his gaze to Ren Fa and said, "Master Ren, Master Ren is no longer a problem, but to avoid any unforeseen complications, we will move the grave tomorrow."

After being frightened by Master Ren like that, Ren Fa's attitude towards Uncle Nine became much more respectful.

"It's all up to Uncle Nine's arrangement. By the way, Uncle Nine, do you think my father needs to be cremated? I'm worried he might come out and chat with me again one day; I can't handle that."

Uncle Nine: "…"

…

The next day.

In the end, Uncle Nine still chose to cremate Master Ren's body. This time, Ren Fa not only didn't stop him but even personally lit the fire.

After finishing everything, Yang Tao followed Uncle Nine back to the Yizhuang.

He sat cross-legged in the hall, slowly cultivating his magic power and internal force. After his testing, these two energies didn't conflict at all and could be cultivated together.

After Uncle Nine entered the room, he saw Yang Tao cultivating cross-legged and nodded silently.

Early-stage cultivation was tedious and boring, and few young people could endure the temper.

"Ahem, Yang Tao."

Hearing Uncle Nine's voice, Yang Tao slowly opened his eyes. He had already known when Uncle Nine entered the room, but cultivation was more important.

He looked at Uncle Nine, waiting for him to speak.

"Yang Tao, according to the timeline, your Fourth Uncle-Master is arriving at the Yizhuang tonight."

Hearing this, Yang Tao stood up and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, Master, what do I need to do for the apprenticeship? I don't want to be in a panic at that time and lose face for you."

Uncle Nine chuckled and said, "It's nothing. The apprenticeship ceremony is very simple; it just requires a member of our sect to witness it."

"However, your Fourth Uncle-Master is coming back at night, so you probably won't be able to return to town today."

Yang Tao nodded, suddenly thinking of a problem.

"Master, how are things arranged for Senior Brother Qiusheng's matter?"

No matter what, Dong Xiaoyu was a female ghost. Whether to keep her or let her go needed to be resolved, otherwise, problems would definitely arise over time.

Hearing this, Uncle Nine's face showed hesitation, and he sighed softly, "Master has already seen that Dong Xiaoyu."

"That female ghost indeed hasn't harmed anyone, but I really can't figure out why she would take a fancy to Qiusheng. I wanted to send her to reincarnation, but she refused to go!"

Although he was Qiusheng's master, he really couldn't think of anything good about Qiusheng.

To actually have a female ghost so infatuated with him, if he had this ability to find a young girl in town, his aunt wouldn't have to nag every day.

Looking at the tangled Uncle Nine, Yang Tao said, "Since that's the case, Uncle Nine, why don't we subdue that female ghost? This way, we can prevent her from becoming uncontrollable and causing harm to one area. This way, we can not only enhance Qiusheng's strength but also be considered a meritorious deed."

Uncle Nine finally nodded lightly.

There's only a thousand days of being a thief, but no thousand days of guarding against a thief. Qiusheng might have something special about him that makes female ghosts like him so much.

"Later, Master will take Qiusheng to find that Dong Xiaoyu and talk about future matters."

"However, before Qiusheng becomes an official celestial master, I must draw talismans for this kid to prevent him from losing control and being drained of his Yang energy! Humph!"

Yang Tao couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Master, Qiusheng will have motivation now. Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll cultivate properly again. You go ahead and be busy."

Uncle Nine nodded, picked up the bag hanging on the side that contained various magical instruments, turned around and left the room, and shouted to Qiusheng, who was sticking paper figures and paper horses:

"Qiusheng, come with me."

Hearing this, Qiusheng happily walked out of the room and asked with a smile, "Master, where are we going?"

Uncle Nine glared at Qiusheng and said, "Where are we going? To pay off your love debt. Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. Come back before dark."

Wencai also wanted to go, but he was ruthlessly suppressed by Uncle Nine and sent back.

Only when Uncle Nine and the other left did Wencai unwillingly return from the door, muttering to himself:

"Taking Qiusheng but not me, Master is really too biased…"

He raised his head and looked at Yang Tao, who was sitting cross-legged in the main room, with a smile on his face.

He tiptoed towards the main room, with a mischievous smile on his face, and whispered to himself:

"Hehe, Junior Brother, don't blame Senior Brother for messing with you. Just blame you for hitting too hard that day!"

His butt was still bruised.

The first time he stepped into the room, Yang Tao noticed the sneaky Wencai.

Although he knew that this kid had no good intentions, he didn't move because he wanted to see what Wencai was planning to do to him.

Wencai carefully approached step by step, stretched out his hand with a sinister smile, and grabbed the hair on top of his head.

'Come down!'

But what happened next surprised him. Clearly, he felt that he had already grabbed that strand of Yang Tao's hair, but when he exerted force, that strand of hair was unharmed and still stuck up on his head as if mocking him.

Wencai widened his eyes and couldn't believe it. He stretched out his hand again and used force again.

The same thing happened again.

'This doesn't make sense…'

Seeing that Yang Tao still hadn't reacted, Wencai first breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyes became much firmer.

He tiptoed away, ran out of the room, and came back with a pair of scissors in his hand shortly after.

'I don't believe it! I can't even get a strand of your hair today.'

He returned to Yang Tao's side again, stretched out the scissors, aimed at that slightly longer strand of hair, and with a 'click' cut down.

That strand of hair was like a phantom, passing through Yang Tao's hair.

"Damn it!"

Wencai immediately threw the scissors in his hand away. Yang Tao took the opportunity to open his eyes, looked at the scissors on the ground, and then looked at the terrified Wencai.

A smile appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother Wencai, you wouldn't be trying to get my hair and use Taoist magic on me, would you?"

Wencai was really panicked. He had never seen such a terrifying thing in his life. Clearly, he looked the same as a living person, but even sharp scissors couldn't cut the other person's hair.

"You… are you a human or a ghost?"

Yang Tao stood up and smiled sinisterly.

"Since Senior Brother Wencai has discovered it, then you can't blame me… You can only blame yourself for knowing too much."

Saying that, he waved his hand and summoned Abigail. Her gray, translucent body appeared in the hall, and Wencai collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Then, shouting like crazy, he ran out of the Yizhuang hall, rolling and crawling.

"Haha, didn't Uncle Nine say Wencai was brave? Is that all?"

Shaking his head, Yang Tao ignored Wencai and continued to sit cross-legged on the ground to cultivate.

Anyway, Wencai would still run back, so it wouldn't hurt to mess with him later.