CHAPTER 1165: CHAPTER 1161: DAO HONG CAUSES TROUBLE

"Old man, you must be hungry since you haven’t had lunch yet, right? Have some fruit to fill your stomach. Once the ritual is done, I’ll treat you to a good meal as a reward," Chen Yang said with a smile, placing the fruits he had just gathered on the altar for the old man to eat.

The old man seemed very easygoing, always smiling.

Moreover, he didn’t mind being called ’old man’ by Chen Yang. Several times, his disciples wanted to correct Chen Yang’s way of calling him, but he stopped them.

"Alright, since the young friend has brought it, I won’t refuse it either."

The old man didn’t hold back and immediately began eating the fruit, as did his disciple.

At the first bite, their eyes both lit up.

Seeing this, Chen Yang immediately knew that the master and disciple had never tasted such delicious fruit before.

"Young friend, where did this fruit come from? It tastes great, top-quality fruit," the old man earnestly praised while also curiously inquiring about the origin of the fruit from Chen Yang.

Chen Yang smiled and said, "It’s not top-quality fruit; it’s just wild fruit from around our Liuhe Village. The taste is very good, so I contracted the land."

Upon hearing that it was wild fruit, the old man’s expression brightened again.

But quickly, he returned to his normal expression.

"Liuhe Village truly is a great place of feng shui. Everything that grows here tastes different," the old man said casually.

Chen Yang almost burst out laughing upon hearing this.

Can this really be related to feng shui?

Chen Yang was a bit puzzled, but he didn’t say more. After all, the old man’s prowess is evident; if he says so, there must be some reasoning behind it.

Once Chen Yang brought the fruit, the old man and his disciple sat at the edge of the altar, eating and waiting.

When the time is right, he can perform the ritual.

Meanwhile, Chen Yang, Wu Kexin, and Dai Annie waited alongside them.

They were waiting for the villagers of Liuhe Village.

This ritual was meant to reassure everyone, and if no one showed up, it would be meaningless.

The five of them waited at the village head for about ten or twenty minutes, as the local factories and construction sites gradually ended their shifts.

The news of the ritual had already spread throughout the village.

So, as soon as work was over, all the villagers headed toward the village head.

Regardless of whether they were from Liuhe Village or not, they all came over.

Most people came with a mindset of watching the spectacle.

After the people arrived, Chen Yang and Wu Kexin waited for another ten minutes.

They waited until almost everyone had arrived, and the place became crowded, densely packed, before nodding to the old man, indicating that they could start.

"Please remain silent during the ritual!"

Seeing Chen Yang’s nod, the old man’s disciple immediately stood up straight and began to maintain order at the site.

The crowd had been discussing the upcoming ritual, but upon hearing this, the scene immediately quieted down.

After complete silence fell, the old man wasted no time and prepared to start the ritual.

Yet, just as everyone was eagerly anticipating the ritual, a very discordant voice rang out at the site!

"Wait!"

A sudden shout stopped everyone’s thoughts, causing everyone to turn and look toward the direction of the voice.

They saw Dao Hong, dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a Peach Wood Sword, angrily leading his disciples over.

Dao Hong also appeared ready to perform a ritual.

However, Chen Yang hadn’t invited him to perform the ritual.

"Dao Hong Mage! Why has he suddenly come? Did they invite two mages for this ritual?"

"No way, it’s unheard of to have two mages for one ritual."

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Seeing Dao Hong approaching aggressively, the villagers started discussing again, unable to understand what was happening.

Not only did the villagers not understand, but even the old man, Chen Yang, and Wu Kexin didn’t understand.

They didn’t know why Dao Hong would appear here.

"Dao Hong Mage, why are you here?" Wu Kexin and Chen Yang exchanged a glance before stepping forward to meet Dao Hong and asked.

Dao Hong’s face looked troubled as he glanced at Wu Kexin and said, "Village Chief Wu, you didn’t invite me but instead asked someone else to perform the ritual for the village?"

Wu Kexin nodded without hesitation: "Yes, why? Is there any issue, Dao Hong Mage?"

Dao Hong sneered, "Village Chief Wu, you’re being unfair. I performed your village’s previous ritual."

"By tradition, I should perform this one as well, but you invited someone else instead. Are you dissatisfied with me, or do you look down on me?"

Dao Hong’s words carried strong hostility and dissatisfaction.

Upon hearing this, Wu Kexin’s expression immediately turned sour.

She’s the client, and can invite whoever she wants. What is all this talk about fairness?

Moreover, she had approached Dao Hong before, but he made unreasonable demands. Now he was saying such things, wasn’t he causing trouble on purpose?

"Dao Hong Mage, your words are excessive. How the village’s ritual is done is our own business. Who we invite doesn’t need your approval," Wu Kexin replied coldly.

Dao Hong’s face looked quite grim, and upon hearing these words, it became even grimmer.

But he also knew he was in the wrong and didn’t continue arguing with Wu Kexin about this topic.

"Heh, the matters of your village indeed don’t require my consent, but I’m not here to cause trouble for you today," Dao Hong said, lifting his gaze, directly looking at the old man and his disciple, "I’m here today to demand an explanation from these two fellow practitioners!"

With that, Dao Hong directly bypassed Wu Kexin and led his disciples to the old man.

Reaching the old man, Dao Hong didn’t immediately speak. Instead, he scrutinized the old man up and down.

Seeing that the old man’s face was unfamiliar and his equipment was rather old, Dao Hong’s face immediately showed disdain.

Thinking to himself, where did this rogue monk come from, daring to steal his business.

Today, he must make the old man lose face.

Dao Hong looked disdainful, but his words were falsely polite.

"Seeing the master is unfamiliar, you should not be a master from any temple in this county?" Dao Hong asked casually.

The old man was quite shrewd.

Based on the conversation between Dao Hong and Wu Kexin, he already understood Dao Hong’s intentions.

He still maintained a gentle smile and nodded: "Indeed, I’m from the neighboring county. Invited by the young friend, I’ve come to perform a feng shui ritual for Liuhe Village. What advice might you have, fellow practitioner?"

Hearing that he indeed wasn’t from this county, Dao Hong’s expression of disdain deepened.

"Not from this county, then you should know the rules, right? Stretching your hand so far, aren’t you afraid of being scorned?" Dao Hong said coldly.

The old man just chuckled at this and didn’t reply.

His disciple, however, spoke up.

"Rules? What kind of rules are necessary for performing a ritual? Has performing rituals become a business with territorial claims?"

The old man’s disciple was young and fiery, and also a body cultivation expert.

When speaking, he showed strong assertiveness.

Ordinary person Dao Hong naturally was overwhelmed by the disciple’s presence.

But quickly recovered.