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Ren Fa was overthinking it. The truth was that Maoshan had fallen on hard times. Uncle Nine and Master Simu were among the few skilled practitioners left. Only Wang Cheng, as the head, had the cultivation level of a Celestial Master. When Wang Cheng learned that Ren Fa was a silver-armored zombie, he had no choice but to come personally.

Ren Fa remained polite. "Yes, I am Ren Fa. I didn't expect Head Wang to come here in person. It's truly an honor."

Uncle Nine, who had just arrived, couldn't help but feel annoyed when he heard that. Wasn't this *his* place? He glanced around. Yep, it was his mortuary. Why did it suddenly feel like he was the guest here?

"Senior Brother, this is the Mr. Ren I told you about," Uncle Nine said, stepping forward to make introductions. 

Wang Cheng nodded. "We've already introduced ourselves. Mr. Ren, Feng Jiao mentioned that you're interested in learning Maoshan techniques. Is that true?"

Ren Fa nodded and calmly explained the excuse he'd prepared earlier. "Head Wang, fate has led me down the path of cultivation through an unusual route. The world is in chaos, filled with demons and monsters. I find my strength lacking, so I wish to learn righteous techniques for self-protection. I hope you can grant me this favor."

The courtyard fell silent.

*You? Lacking strength?* In this age of dwindling spiritual power, Ren Fa was already strong enough to dominate. What a shameless claim!

Wang Cheng gathered his thoughts and said, "Although Maoshan has declined, it remains a respected sect. We've never passed down our teachings to…" He hesitated, unable to say the word *monsters* out loud. 

Ren Fa picked up where he left off. "To monsters, right? Why hesitate? So, you're saying you won't teach me? In that case, please leave. From now on, Maoshan disciples are no longer welcome here."

Wang Cheng was speechless.

*That's it? You're kicking me out already? I haven't even finished talking!*

Remembering why he had come in the first place, Wang Cheng quickly spoke up. "Mr. Ren, don't be so hasty! Let me finish!"

Ren Fa, clearly annoyed, snapped back. "If you're not going to teach me, what else is there to discuss?" 

"I only said that I've never taught Taoist arts to non-humans before, but I never said it was impossible!" 

The Maoshan sect leaders throughout history would never have imagined that one day, a zombie would come to learn their Taoist techniques. Who would believe such a thing? 

"But if you want to learn, that's fine. You just have to agree to do something for me." 

Hearing that he could learn Taoist arts, Ren Fa curiously asked what Wang Cheng wanted in return. 

"Oh? What is it? Something difficult enough that even a great master like you needs my help?" 

Wang Cheng let out a deep sigh. 

"Mr. Ren, you may not know this, but the warlord battles have stirred up a lot of resentment, and chaos always breeds disaster. Right now, demons and monsters are running rampant, making life unbearable for ordinary people!" 

"You want me to go out and fight these creatures?" Ren Fa didn't seem to mind. After all, he had nothing better to do. 

"No, no, no. We can handle things like that ourselves. It's something else." 

"Can you just get to the point? If you drag it out too long, people will lose patience." 

?? What are you even talking about? As a Taoist priest, I, Wang Cheng, have no idea. 

"Foreign forces have been eyeing our land for a while now. The Japanese have been especially active in the past two years, constantly sending their onmyoji to challenge us. Many of our people have been seriously injured or even killed. I want to ask for your help in teaching them a lesson." 

The moment Ren Fa heard "Japanese," he immediately perked up. 

"Wait a minute—are you saying our great nation can't handle the Japanese?" 

"Sigh… They claim it's just a cultural exchange, but you don't understand. Ever since the decline of spiritual energy, resentment has spread everywhere. The Japanese use shikigami and practice dark rituals to strengthen themselves much faster than we can. That's why we're struggling against them." 

Ren Fa got the picture. The Japanese onmyoji were controlling shikigami, which were essentially demons. In a world where monsters were growing stronger at an alarming rate, and with people deliberately nurturing them, things only got more complicated. 

 "Got it. So how exactly do you want me to handle this?" 

Wang Cheng stroked his beard and smiled. "Our Maoshan sect also has a corpse-driving tradition." 

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