I dared to cause trouble back then, so now I have no reason to fear it.

When someone sends a challenge, there's no reason for me not to accept it.

I took the challenge and read it, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The general idea of the challenge was: Fighting and killing easily damages harmony. Why not change the method to decide the victor? There's a descendant of a Shudao (Taoist Arts) elder in the provincial capital who is in imminent danger due to encountering a xiesui (evil spirit). If you can solve the problem on him, the Shudao community in the provincial capital is willing to submit.

I picked up the challenge and tore it to shreds, "To hell with submitting. Old Liu, go tell them I know a place with good feng shui (geomancy) and no one to bother us. We'll carry coffins over there to compete. Whoever gets killed will be buried on the spot. Don't give me that useless crap."

Old Liu looked at the shredded paper on the ground, "My little ancestor! Why are you so impulsive? According to the rules of Shudao…"

"Grandma's rules!" I slammed the table. "They're doing someone a favor, and I'm risking my life. If I win, they'll brag about it. If I lose, I'll lose my life. Only a fool would accept."

Ye Yang added from the side, "Send back the challenge, decide the victory or defeat, see life and death."

"My ancestors!" Old Liu beat his chest and stamped his feet. "Why did I choose you two as employers? You're going to offend the entire Shudao community in the provincial capital to death!"

"Matters of the Jianghu (martial world) should be resolved without fighting if possible. Harmony is better than anything. But you guys are doing the opposite!"

"Besides, if you can take down this business that the entire provincial capital can't handle, what a great honor it would be! In the future, you'd be strutting around the provincial capital!"

"He tui—" I almost spat on Old Liu's face. "Are we crawling around in the provincial capital now? Just do as Ye Yang said, tell them if they have the guts, come and get us. If they don't, shut up."

Old Liu's face was as bitter as a gourd. Ye Yang took out a spoon and tapped it on the pink incense burner, "Come out, time to cook."

Nie Xiaochun flew out of the incense burner, baring her teeth and claws, "How many times have I told you? I'm not Aladdin's lamp. Don't shake the ding (tripod) every time you call me."

"I didn't rub the incense burner!" Ye Yang was always like this, serious even when joking, never laughing himself.

"Dead Ye Yang!" Nie Xiaochun grabbed Ye Yang's hair and tried to pull him up, looking like she wanted to throw him out of the house. But Ye Yang used his Qian Jin Zhui (Thousand-Pound Drop) skill, standing on the ground as still as a wooden stake.

Nie Xiaochun, exhausted after pulling for a long time, gasped for breath, "Li Po! Mission!"

I took a sip of tea before saying, "What mission?"

Nie Xiaochun said, "Bring back a missing Di Hun (earthly soul). His name when he was alive was Zhang Huayang. The only thing we know at the moment is that he has a descendant named Zhang Fang."

"Originally, Zhang Huayang also had a son, but he died a few days ago. The Di Hun disappeared with him. Now, the only person who can provide clues is Zhang Fang."

"Zhang Fang?" I turned around and picked up the challenge from the ground, piecing it together on the table. "Could this be the same person?"

The challenge mentioned that the person possessed by an evil spirit was called Zhang Fang.

Old Liu said with a gloomy face, "If it's the Zhang Fang that Xiaochun is talking about, whose family is also a Shudao practitioner scraping by in the funeral business, then it's him."

Nie Xiaochun said, "The Bai Hang Zhang family (Zhang family in the white business - funeral business) only has one Zhang Fang."

I scratched my head and said, "This is quite a coincidence!"

Nie Xiaochun said with a straight face, "I have to remind you! You didn't earn any life essence in the Little Yellow Springs incident. If you don't take this business again, I'll go order longevity clothes for you, and I'll make sure to find two sets that fit."

Nie Xiaochun must have heard us arguing with Old Liu. She was deliberately disgusting us.

Old Liu stroked his beard and spoke cheerfully. I got angry looking at his smug appearance, "No way! I can't let those grandsons get away with it so easily."

"Old Liu, go tell them I can accept this bet. But I won't do business that costs me money. Let them prepare three hundred... no, five million. If it's a cent less, I won't do it."

Old Liu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, "Five million? Are you trying to rip them off? If those grandsons give you the money, I'll come back and call you Dad."

"Go, go, go..." I said irritably, "Aren't you a strategist? Aren't you eloquent? Go get the money first, get as much as you can. If you can't get the money back, don't brag about being a master strategist all day long. Hurry up."

"The Black and White Medical Clinic hasn't opened yet, and a whole family is waiting to eat. Ye Yang has to eat half a bag of rice in one meal, and he's broken three rice cookers. If we do business that costs us money again, we'll be struck by lightning. Hurry up and go."

"He's gone crazy for money." Old Liu muttered as he left. He came back before nightfall, and the first thing he said when he saw me was, "Dad, I'm back!"

"What the hell!" I almost fell on the ground, "Are you drunk?"

"It's not that I'm drunk, it's that the Shudao community in the provincial capital is collectively drunk." Old Liu said with a bitter face, "They really gave five million, without even bargaining!"

"What did you say?" After my surprise, my heart sank.

The Shudao community in the provincial capital wouldn't give five million without hesitation for no reason for me to take this business. It's definitely not like Old Liu said, that they were all drunk.

Even if this business is a dead end, they wouldn't need to offer so much money. There's something fishy about this business.