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Chapter 99 - 93: Director: Daoist Master, If We Burn This Incense, Will We Really Be Safe? · Nov 04, 2026

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51 Chapter 51 - 46: Since When Do I Have to Pay a Toll to Go Home? 2026-11-04
52 Chapter 52 - 47: Cyber Earth God: My Rules Are the Rules! 2026-11-04
53 Chapter 53 - 48: A Bit of Social Common Sense... 2026-11-04
54 Chapter 54 - 49: Hei Wuchang – A Downpour Nearly Ruined My Yanluo Dream 2026-11-04
55 Chapter 55 - 50: You’re Asking Me If I Know the Medical Book I Compiled? 2026-11-04
56 Chapter 56 - 51: Witch Race Mensa: I Got It from My Dad 2026-11-04
57 Chapter 57 - 52: Emperor Fengdu: What Fisherman? Why Are You Forcing a Fishing Line into My Mouth? 2026-11-04
58 Chapter 58 - 53: Emperor Fengdu: The True Adopted Son 2026-11-04
59 Chapter 59 - 54: The Queen Mother and My Unspoken Secret 2026-11-04
60 Chapter 60 - 55: I, Dao Feng, This Operation Is at Least a Perfect Score! 2026-11-04
61 Chapter 61 - 6: Erecting a Divine Statue in the Underworld 2026-11-04
62 Chapter 62 - 57: I’m a Decent Person—I Would Never Fall for a Female Ghost! 2026-11-04
63 Chapter 63 - 58: Rise Again, My Love, Miss Mount Fuji 2026-11-04
64 Chapter 64 - 59: Is the Patriarch Going to Perform Palace Punishment Again? 2026-11-04
65 Chapter 65 - 60: Fellow Daoist, This Is Targeted at You—So What Will You Do? 2026-11-04
66 Chapter 66 - 61: Patriarch: Hates Clients with Vague Requirements 2026-11-04
67 Chapter 67 - 62: Backstabbed by a Prestigious Heiress 2026-11-04
68 Chapter 68 - 63: Lilies, Baby’s Breath, and Blue-and-White Balloons 2026-11-04
69 Chapter 69 - 64: I Love Him, It Just So Happens He’s a Certain Gender 2026-11-04
70 Chapter 70 - 64: I Love Him, It Just So Happens He’s One Gender 2026-11-04
71 Chapter 71 - 65: I, Long Aotian, Swear to Protect Liu Bo’er to the Death 2026-11-04
72 Chapter 72 - 66: Wang Qiang’s True Identity Revealed: Cheerful and Sunny Mental Patient? 2026-11-04
73 Chapter 73 - 67: You Submit a Request, I Approve It 2026-11-04
74 Chapter 74 - 68: Where Does Your Confidence Come From? From Ping Ru? 2026-11-04
75 Chapter 75 - 69: Doctor: You Used Metaphysics to Shatter My Expertise? 2026-11-04
76 Chapter 76 - 70: Granny Wang’s Daughter Fulfills Her Vow—Is Your Academic Journey Still Going Smoothly? 2026-11-04
77 Chapter 77 - 71: Because of Academics, My School Beauty Girlfriend Got an Extreme Makeover into a Homeless Aunt? 2026-11-04
78 Chapter 78 - 72: Wishing for the Smallest Price to Slim Down—But What About a Mouth Full of Sores? 2026-11-04
79 Chapter 79 - 73: The Junior Sister Returns to the Temple with Two Major Advantages 2026-11-04
80 Chapter 80 - 74: The World Is Getting Worse—They’re Even Scamming Daoists Now? 2026-11-04
81 Chapter 81 - 75: Damn Human Trafficker, I Recognized My Own Sister at a Glance 2026-11-04
82 Chapter 82 - 76: Honey, Say Something 2026-11-04
83 Chapter 83 - 77: Didn’t You Check the Security Cameras Before Plotting? 2026-11-04
84 Chapter 84 - 78: Don’t Force Me to Drink! Huh, 1982 Lafite? Bring It On 2026-11-04
85 Chapter 85 - 79: Dragon Country Second-Class Merit! Specially-Appointed Honorary Daoist Master! 2026-11-04
86 Chapter 86 - 80: Taoism Goes Viral, Daoist Master Thomas Sprouts Like Bamboo After the Rain! 2026-11-04
87 Chapter 87 - 81: Tied to Patriotic Sentiment, Openly Scheming Against Changchun Temple 2026-11-04
88 Chapter 88 - 82: Cutting in Line to Offer Incense—In a Hurry to Be Sacrificed? 2026-11-04
89 Chapter 89 - 83: Deep Father-Son Bond, Wish Hospital’s Diagnostic Error 2026-11-04
90 Chapter 90 - 84: Misdiagnosed! It’s Not Tuberculosis, It’s HIV 2026-11-04
91 Chapter 91 - 85: What Was Thought to Be a Major Case Turned Out to Be a Major Criminal Case 2026-11-04
92 Chapter 92 - 86: Who Says the Service Industry Is Just for Women? 2026-11-04
93 Chapter 93 - 87: Three Thousand Is Fine, But I Want to Check Xuexin Website 2026-11-04
94 Chapter 94 - 88: Life Is Short, Why Not Give It a Try 2026-11-04
95 Chapter 95 - 89: Even If You Call in Zhang San, You’ll Still Lose 2026-11-04
96 Chapter 96 - 90: A Child’s Inquiry Into Nukes! The World Is a Granary Everywhere 2026-11-04
97 Chapter 97 - 91: When the Fake Becomes Real—So You Call Yourself a Seductive Ghost? 2026-11-04
98 Chapter 98 - 92: Ugh, Isn’t One Summoning Enough? 2026-11-04
99 Chapter 99 - 93: Director: Daoist Master, If We Burn This Incense, Will We Really Be Safe? 2026-11-04
100 Chapter 100 - 94: Money Doesn’t Matter, Fate Connects Me and Her 2026-11-04

With Xiaomei’s scream, the atmosphere on the set grew even more eerie.

The crew members stared at the classroom with pale faces.

”This is the era of science, not the ignorant times when metaphysics ran rampant!”

The director slammed the table, his face twisted, saying, ”You two, did you plan this together? Are you playing with everyone on purpose?”

Looking at the director constantly signaling with his eyes, the two actresses, though terrified, finally nodded, biting their lips.

”Alright, if there’s nothing wrong, let’s continue shooting!”

To boost morale, the director also dressed up, becoming one of the actors.

”Alright! Camera crew ready, three! Two! One! Action!”

Ning An watched the director, whose legs were trembling slightly, feeling somewhat conflicted inside.

If everyone’s this scared, shouldn’t we just stop shooting?

And it’s unknown if other film crews are like this, with humans, ghosts, and Daoists working together to make a movie.

These days, making a living is really not easy.

The two actresses, their voices trembling, repeated the Pen Immortal summoning ritual.

As expected, a sinister wind arose again, the windows creaked, and the light bulb swung more violently.

But this time, no new evil ghost was summoned; instead, the murderous aura of the pen-holding ghost intensified, until it overwhelmed the people’s positive energy, making everyone able to see it.

Ning An was quite looking forward to this scene.

Due to insufficient emotional build-up, filming restarted.

After several Pen Immortal rituals, it seemed the entire classroom was distorted, and even breathing felt sticky and difficult.

Soon, after a burdened flickering, the light bulb went out with a ”bang” again.

When the new bulb lit up once more, Ning An looked around excitedly.

Yet, the expected scene of corpses everywhere did not appear; although everyone’s face showed horror, they sat steadily in their original places.

Even the staff changing the bulbs had no injuries on them.

However, fear spread like ink.

Everyone had a peculiar expression, staring at the direction of the stove.

The director was only concerned about whether the camera was damaged and shouted angrily:

”Crew! What’s going on! Can’t even handle a broken light bulb? Pack up and get out!”

Beside him, Li Jingye turned his head blankly, patting the director and pointing toward the stove.

Ning An also looked over, seeing Xiaorong lying on the stove again, but this time slowly sinking into it.

The director, who was shouting earlier, fell silent instantly.

Swallowing twice, the director trembled, saying, ”Xiao... Xiaorong, let’s not mess around, come out.”

Despite calling several times, Xiaorong had no response, continuing to crawl into the stove in a bizarre posture.

The director gritted his teeth, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said:

”Get them all over here!”

Soon, a few well-trained men appeared, and Ning An surveyed them, noticing their strong energy.

Evidently, the director was well-prepared.

But looking at the materializing ghost in a white dress, Ning An shook his head.

If these guys had stayed from the start, maybe they’d be useful, but now...

They’re just nourishment for the ghost.

”Lift her up.”

The men promptly went up, each grabbing a corner, trying to pull her out.

Despite their efforts, Xiaorong did not budge, instead, sunk deeper.

”Director, we can’t lift her.”

”Did you not eat enough? Can’t lift a single woman, you guys, go too!”

The director forced two photographers to join in the effort.

The photographers swallowed nervously, but with four men, six in total, they tried hard, yet Xiaorong remained stuck against the stove.

”Useless!”

The director furiously stood up, signaling one of the men.

”Put your hand in and check if something’s catching her.”

The man, panic-stricken, said, ”Me...?”

”Who else but me?”

The director smacked the man down, causing the man to groan and fall.

”Ow, Director, you hit my old wound, it tore, it hurts.”

”F**k you! Useless! Useless!”

Seeing others also retreating, the director darkened his face, took a deep breath, and knelt down, reaching into the stove.

”How is it? Director, what’s stuck?”

Just as the director reached inside, he quickly withdrew, causing everyone’s tension to rise.

But he stood up, taking another breath, and shakily reached again.

”Goodness, is he swimming?”

Ning An was holding back laughter when hearing Lin Nanbei’s sarcastic comment.

He couldn’t help but chuckle.

The director jumped in surprise, leapt back, and ran to the crowd in a few steps.

Under everyone’s expectant eyes, the director pointed at the stove, shaking his head fearfully.

”Stupid Daoist, was warned but didn’t leave, now it’s too late.”

Hearing that familiar voice, everyone turned happily.

But upon seeing, their expressions became strange.

”Who... who are you...” Xiaomei’s teeth trembled, stammeringly asking.

”I am the has-been star Xiaorong.”

”Xiaorong, then why do your clothes look different now?”

The outfit changes when possessed by a ghost.

Another new piece of knowledge.

Feeling happy for learning something new, Ning An saw the director suddenly scream.

Seemingly pulled by an unseen force, the director wobbled as he rose.

He gestured desperately to Ning An, muttering a few words:

”Daoist... cough, save... me...”

Sigh.

After a long sigh, Ning An took out the newly acquired Seven-Star Copper Coin Sword, blew on it sadly, then swung.

Sizzle!

Like a scythe cutting wheat, an indescribable sound rang out.

Immediately after, the director fell, clutching his throat, gasping for air.

After catching his breath, the director slid forward, hugging Ning An’s leg, earnestly gazing at him:

”Little Daoist, please help, save me, save me.”

The ghost also gazed at Ning An, smiling charmingly:

”Stupid Daoist, if you leave now, it’s still not too late.”

Suddenly she waved her arm, causing everyone around—except two unreliable metaphysics streamers and the director hugging Ning An’s leg—to collapse.

Some were bleeding from eyes and mouths, others tongue protruded, and some rolled their eyes and fainted.

Surprised, Ning An glanced at the ghost, silently estimating her power, then smiled pragmatically.

Ning An took three incense sticks from his backpack, handing them to the director said:

”Burn these three sticks, and the ancestor will keep you safe, but since it’s last-minute, it’ll cost more, ten thousand per stick, is that okay?”

Seeing the ghost-possessed Xiaorong drawing nearer, the director nodded vigorously:

”Okay, okay, okay! I’m willing, Daoist, hurry up...”

Ning An’s eyes brightened, invigorated:

”The incense is lit, the price is paid, time for Little Daoist to act.”

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