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Inside the Three Pure Ones Hall.
Zhang Tong didn't know what was going on, but ever since he'd listened to the young Heavenly Master's words, he'd had an ominous premonition in his heart.
This foreboding feeling hung over him like a lump in his throat.
But soon, Zhang Tong convinced himself.
Freaking out for what!
Just because some brat threatened him with a few words, what was there to be scared of?
And to even mock The Three Pure Ones with the threat of divine retribution?
Zhang Tong didn't believe it at all.
You think you can make The Three Pure Ones show me a sign?
Zhang Tong scoffed.
However, in the very next second.
He heard the sound of a chair splitting from underneath him.
Crash!
The chair under Zhang Tong's butt disintegrated on the spot, and he fell to the ground.
"Ouch, fuck!" Zhang Tong hadn't expected to take a tumble just by sitting down.
What kind of crappy chair was this?
Damn it, talk about bad luck!
He cursed inwardly as he picked himself up off the floor.
Zhang Tong propped himself up with one hand on the ground.
But in the next moment, a blood-curdling scream echoed throughout the Three Pure Ones Hall.
Everyone was shocked.
Because Zhang Tong, this guy, happened to support himself on the floor right where a wooden chair leg had broken off.
A rusty nail on the leg of the chair pierced right through the palm of his hand.
A bone-chilling pain shot right through his heart.
Could he not scream?
Seeing Zhang Tong suddenly become so unlucky.
His livestream audience was also stunned.
"Holy shit! This is too freaky!"
"That's scary! His whole palm is pierced through."
"This damn thing, if this isn't karma, I don't believe it!"
"How can a person be so unlucky?"
"It's over, the streamer has really done it now, definitely caught the attention of The Three Pure Ones. The Heavenly Master just said so, didn't he? The Three Pure Ones must not be insulted, and insults shall be avenged! When it comes to gods and demons, better to believe they exist than not."
"Pssh, nothing but feudal superstition. Getting a nail in the hand and calling it retribution? Why don't I believe this? It's all just a coincidence, unless the streamer gets unlucky again, then I might believe it!"
...
Just as the comments in the livestream were being sent.
From Qingyun Mountain, a rumbling sound came from above the statues of The Three Pure Ones.
Everyone looked up to check the noise.
Zhang Tong also looked up.
However, what came next was a giant yellow gourd plummeting straight toward his head.
This gourd was one of the items held by Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, one of The Three Pure Ones.
Whether due to years of neglect or some other reason.
It had rolled off the divine statue of Lord Lao Zi and, quite accurately, smashed right onto Zhang Tong's head.
Zhang Tong: "Ah!"
This time, there were no screams; he was instantly knocked out cold.
Looking at Zhang Tong lying unconscious on the ground.
The entire Three Pure Ones Hall fell into a deathly silence.
This series of unfortunate events.
All occurring so precisely to Zhang Tong, how could that be reasonable?
Quite unreasonable!
At this moment, everyone had one thought in their minds: Could it really be that The Three Pure Ones had manifested a sign?
Even the several hundred thousand viewers in Zhang Tong's own livestream thought the same.
Many of them initially didn't believe in such feudal superstitions.
But looking at the host lying on the ground, they began to question their beliefs.
Was this... a coincidence?
Could not possibly be a coincidence; what are the chances someone could be this unlucky?
And for so many unfortunate incidents to occur in one day, it was simply absurd.
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The only explanation is that there must have been some external force involved.
Live stream audience: "Hehe, could it really be The Three Pure Ones making an appearance?"
"The retribution comes as soon as it's mentioned!"
"Damn, that's magical. I didn't believe in the Xuanmen Sect before, but thanks to the streamer for the firsthand experience, now I'm a believer."
"I'm not going to say anything more. Tomorrow I'm going to Qingyun Mountain to burn incense; I hope the streamer is okay."
"It really is a divine retribution. Bad luck sticking to him like glue. The Heavenly Master was spot on!"
"Sigh, peeing on The Three Pure Ones' Divine Statue, can you believe it's something a person did? Even if he got set up, he deserved it!"
"I can't watch anymore, I can't watch this live stream. I'm afraid I'll catch the bad luck too."
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Qin Hao looked at Zhang Tong, who was now lying on the ground unconscious from being hit.
He said to the two Daoists beside him, "Help this benefactor bandage up first, and then make a call to the hospital at the foot of the mountain. Have an ambulance come pick him up."
Although the guy came to cause trouble,
he had received the punishment he deserved, so making a call for rescue was no problem.
The two Daoists nodded and started bandaging Zhang Tong right there on the ground.
...
Zhang Tong's matter came to an end.
The onlookers in the Three Pure Ones Hall, who were just there for the excitement, were also sent away by the Daoists of the mountain.
Qin Hao stood in front of the Divine Statue of The Three Pure Ones.
He opened the system panel.
At the moment, both tasks were completed.
Cleaning the Divine Statue of The Three Pure Ones, he earned [Five Thunder True Method]!
Punishing the troublemaker, he earned [Heavenly Master Sword Quenching Spirit +1]!
Qin Hao took out the sword he carried with him.
In the whole of Qingyun Mountain, even the entire Dragon Country,
nobody could lawfully carry a sharp weapon in public like this. Nowadays, probably only Qin Hao.
Because who would it be if not him, the current Heavenly Master of Qingyun Mountain, the number one mountain of the Xuanmen Sect!
Every Heavenly Master would inherit the Heavenly Master Sword passed down from generations of Heavenly Masters on Qingyun Mountain.
And this sword must be carried at all times.
Even the officials recognised it as lawful for the Heavenly Master to carry a sword.
At this moment, Qin Hao looked at the Heavenly Master Sword in his hand.
The sword, actually, when it first came into his possession, was just an ordinary iron sword.
More of a symbol of status than anything.
It did not have the powerful effects that outsiders and TV dramas imagined, such as the ability to subdue ghosts and intimidate demons.
This Heavenly Master Sword, if Qin Hao were to take it out now and claim it was the real Heavenly Master Sword, probably no one would believe him.
You could buy one off Taobao that might even be more finely crafted than this legitimate Heavenly Master Sword in his hand.
Qin Hao drew the sword; on the blade was etched the words 'Heavenly Master.'
Other than these two words, there was nothing else.
Qin Hao gently rubbed his finger along the edge of the blade.
The edge was rough, and although it had been sharpened, it was hard to cause injury with it.
Qin Hao glanced at the rewards in the System Warehouse.
He directly claimed [Heavenly Master Sword Quenching Spirit +1]!
After successful retrieval, a Golden Light instantly shot into the Heavenly Master Sword in Qin Hao's hand.
The next second.
Qin Hao distinctly felt that the sword in his hand had changed.
Although it still looked utterly ordinary,
holding it in his hand, he could feel the presence of Sword Qi.
He held the Heavenly Master Sword and made a swipe in the air, above the area where the chairs had previously been broken on the ground.
Half a step away, the leg of a chair on the ground was sliced into two halves by Qin Hao's Sword Qi.
Moreover, the cut was smooth as a mirror, without a single burr!
This Heavenly Master Sword, after being tempered by the system, was sharp beyond compare, by hundreds of times.
This truly was a Divine Sword!
Just one quenching, and such a transformation had occurred.
Qin Hao wanted to know, after quenching a few more times, what it would become!
After toying with the Heavenly Master Sword for a while,
he then turned his attention to another reward.
This reward, relatively speaking, was what Qin Hao was more interested in.
Because that was [Five Thunder True Method]!