Curly-haired Guy: Pfft! Are you serious? Gin-san, what did I just hear? Samurai honor? Hey, hey, this is funnier than sesame paste on watermelon! Do you even have something like samurai honor, you bastard?
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Uh, if you don't understand, just ask. What's so funny about sesame paste on watermelon?
Machete Girl: Maybe that's just a Gintoki joke we don't get. But Katsura-san, this samurai honor really doesn't suit you. It's a bit too ridiculous, honestly.
Wig Guy: Well, I did do a lot of questionable things in my past, that's true. But asking me to dress as a woman to seduce men, that's just going too far!
Curly-haired Guy: Damn it, acting like you've never dressed as a woman to seduce men! Don't forget, you bastard, the origin of your screen name, Wig Guy! And what about the cross-dressing club, have you forgotten your old profession yourself?
Wig Guy: I haven't... That humiliating time that went against my true self! But that was to survive, Gintoki! When I worked at the cross-dressing club, at least I could earn 400,000 yen a month.
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: Pfft!
Doujin Artist: Damn, so in the end, you just want money, right? You don't want to work for free! You're hopeless, truly hopeless!
Lin Fengjiao: But this time it's for the mission, isn't it? It's not something that can be measured in money.
Lin Jiu's lips twitched, and he felt a strong urge to complain about Katsura's mindset that hinted at seeking revenge.
However, his good attitude, cultivated recently in the group chat, ultimately allowed him to recover quickly. He led the girls behind him toward the location of the back garden.
According to the intelligence he had gathered earlier, the rest of their captured comrades were imprisoned here. Most of them seemed to be still alive, which was a stroke of luck among misfortunes.
But as Shun was about to step through the entrance of the back garden, a warning suddenly flared in his heart.
Boom.
A bolt of lightning, like an electric dart, shot out from behind him with unimaginable destructive power.
Lin Jiu quickly turned his head and extended his hands, turning them gently clockwise. The lightning formed a Tai Chi pattern in his palms, and then vanished into thin air.
The female students were stunned by the sudden spectacle, frozen in place. After reacting, they slowly raised their heads to look at the newcomer.
It was a very thin middle-aged man, with his hair tied in a bun and a beard, wearing a black and white Taoist robe printed with a Tai Chi symbol. His expression was filled with coldness and arrogance.
"Lin Fengjiao, it's been a long time." The middle-aged man said calmly, his eyes coldly staring at Lin Jiu.
"It has indeed been a long time, senior brother." Lin Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's been five years since we last met at Wen Family Village, right?"
"I didn't expect that in just five years, it would be like the sea turning into mulberry fields." The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Even my once humble junior brother dares to defy his senior brother." As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Lin Jiu.
With every step forward, streaks of lightning flashed around his body. He looked like a descending god of thunder, exuding an intimidating aura.
"This is not defiance, it's simply cleaning up the sect." Lin Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and said plainly, "Senior brother, you have completely fallen into the demonic path."
"Fallen into the demonic path?" Shi Jian let out a sneer, his features contorted. "You think you're qualified to lecture me?" He waved his hand, and several bolts of lightning shot out.
Lin Jiu didn't dodge or evade. He took out a Bagua mirror from his chest
Since he was cleaning up the sect, he naturally wouldn't use martial arts, swordsmanship, or Shinigami abilities. Instead, he planned to face the enemy with the most orthodox Maoshan Taoist magic. This way, it would have a sense of ceremony and allow him to feel at peace.
The surface of the Bagua mirror suddenly erupted with dazzling golden light, protecting Lin Jiu in front of him like a giant shield. The lightning struck the shield with a "rumbling" roar, but it couldn't break through at all.
"So, your Taoist magic has indeed improved a lot compared to five years ago." Shi Jian praised, "No wonder you dared to speak of cleaning up the sect."
"It has nothing to do with Taoist magic, it's a determination." Lin Jiu shook his head and said, "A determination to eliminate demons and uphold righteousness!" As he spoke, he extended his right hand and flung two talismans, while forming a mudra with his left hand.
"Order!"
Buzz.
The talismans flickered with an eerie glow in mid-air, transforming into two dark red light clusters that shot towards Shi Jian.
"Maoshan Demon Subduing Curse?" Shi Jian's face changed greatly. He spread his palms and shot out two palm lightning bolts, retreating rapidly.
The Demon Subduing Curse and the Five Thunder Orthodox Law are two invincible core powers of the Maoshan sect. The Demon Subduing Curse is unpredictable and unstoppable; the Five Thunder Orthodox Law is extremely tough and yang, and difficult to rival. These are commonly known phrases every true disciple of Maoshan knows.
As the chief disciple of the contemporary Maoshan sect, Shi Jian was indeed talented. At the age of forty, he finally succeeded in comprehending the mysteries of the Five Thunder Orthodox Law, becoming the undisputed number one person in the Maoshan sect.
This was no joke. In terms of Taoist magic, with the power of the Five Thunder Orthodox Law, he would have no rivals even in the entire exorcism world. That was until he saw Lin Jiu perform the "Demon Subduing Curse" today.
Ranked alongside the Five Thunder Orthodox Law, the power of the Demon Subduing Curse was naturally not simple. Shi Jian never expected that there would actually be someone in this world who could master such power.
No wonder this guy dared to be so confident, he had such a trump card!
His thoughts raced, but in reality, it only took a few seconds. The azure lightning clashed with the red talismans, and a dull explosion immediately echoed in the air.
With the point where the two forces collided as the center, a powerful blast of wind swept out. The surrounding plants,碎石, and even the walls turned into debris and flew in all directions.
And in the confrontation between these two forces, the red talismans clearly gained the upper hand. The power of the lightning was defeated, and the talismans continued to rush towards the retreating Shi Jian without losing momentum.
Thump, thump.
Shi Jian, struck directly by the talismans, spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood. His previously tied-up hair also scattered, making him look quite disheveled.
"Shi Jian, do you have any last words?" Lin Jiu asked indifferently, his hands behind his back.
"Lin Fengjiao! Well done, Lin Fengjiao, I really couldn't tell!" Shi Jian gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.
If he had known earlier that the other party had such a trump card, he would never have revealed himself so easily and chosen to confront him head-on. However, it wasn't too late.
Before Lin Jiu could speak again, Shi Jian suddenly shouted, "My son, attack!"
Swish.
A grayish-blue shadow suddenly emerged from the ground, grabbed the shoulders of the female student, and held her hostage.
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