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But the cultivation level that Lu Xuan has now revealed has already exceeded the limits of imagination.
The satellite I'm using now is a military orbital satellite that was temporarily transferred. The technology on it far surpasses the level of civilian technology, and it's so high-definition that you can see the fine hairs on Lu Xuan and Xu Si's faces.
But right before his eyes, Lu Xuan destroyed a satellite thousands of kilometers away from Earth with just a glance.
Doesn't this mean that if Lu Xuan wanted to, he could kill anyone on Earth with just his eyes?
Before he knew it, he was covered in cold sweat. Looking at the black screen, Zhao Fangxu felt his throat was dry and couldn't help but swallow.
All the contingency plans that had been devised now seemed rather weak and ineffective.
Now, in the face of Lu Xuan, who seems to be an immortal, it seems that even science, which human society relies on the most, is not worth believing in!
Fortunately, the news from Xu Si made him breathe a sigh of relief.
That's already pretty good.
The phrase "not Quanxing" already explains a lot. At least Lu Xuan won't do anything wrong or disrupt the existing situation of the supernatural society.
As for the future...
We should trust the wisdom of future generations.
Can this stuff really be trusted?
Upon hearing the words in his earpiece, Xu Si couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.
That's why he told Bao'er to stay away.
He could certainly guess that Zhao Fangxu had sent him over to express his stance, and that there would definitely be corresponding surveillance and countermeasures.
There might be eight hundred axemen lying in ambush here right now!
It seems that these methods have failed.
Did the entire company lose out in that behind-the-scenes battle just now?
Xu Si shook his head, suppressing all these distracting thoughts.
Well, I'm just an employee anyway, so I'll just do whatever the boss says!
"Master Lu, please go ahead. Just let me know if you need anything."
Xu Si stood up, then suddenly seemed to remember something.
"We've already released Liu Yanyan, Master Lu, you..."
"My meeting with her was just a chance encounter; everything is left to fate."
Lu Xuan looked at Xu Si's winking and gesturing, and used his eyes to criticize the man with kidney deficiency.
What does that look mean to you?
I'm a Taoist priest, okay? Women will only slow down my sword-drawing speed.
Xu Si: I believe you!
"Bao'er, let's go!"
Xu Si turned around and waved to Bao'er, who was squatting in the distance eating cucumbers.
But they found that Bao'er's gaze was fixed on the stall.
"Bao'er, did you find something?"
"This kid's energy is so strange!"
Xu Si followed Bao'er's gaze.
After he left, an old woman carrying a child came to Lu Xuan's stall.
Xu Si scratched his chin, wanting to go over but then shook his head.
Now that the old lady has come to Lu Xuan for help, based on Xu Si's current understanding of Lu Xuan, he certainly won't stand idly by.
What I'm really doing now is finding out who's targeting ordinary people.
"Baby, we have something important to do."
Bao'er scratched her head: "Who's in charge?"
"Young sir, could you please check on my grandson?"
The old woman was holding the child, her forehead covered in sweat, clearly extremely anxious.
Lu Xuan looked at the young child in the old woman's arms, whose eyes were closed, face was pale, and who was neither crying nor making a fuss.
"Grandma, what's wrong with your child?"
"My precious grandson has been like this since the day before yesterday..."
The old lady almost burst into tears as she spoke.
“My grandson stopped crying, fussing, eating and drinking from the day before yesterday. I took him to several hospitals but they couldn’t find anything wrong.”
“Until yesterday, a Taoist priest who claimed to be from Maoshan said that my grandson was not sick, but had been possessed by an evil spirit.”
Lu Xuan astutely grasped the key point.
"What advice did that Taoist priest from Maoshan give you?"
"He told my grandson to drink the talisman water, but I didn't give it to him."
The old lady said earnestly, "A monk from out of town can chant sutras, but a Taoist priest from out of town may not be able to."
"Who knows if he's really capable or just bluffing?"
"Since I've been possessed by an evil spirit, I thought I might as well come here and ask the Taoist priest at the Great Temple to take a look."
"Grandma, your thinking is quite clear!"
Lu Xuan's expression was strange. Was this a form of dialectical superstition?
The old lady was indeed superstitious, and she even felt that she couldn't trust the Taoist priests from outside the area, so she insisted on seeing the Taoist priests from the local Taoist temple.
The key point is that sometimes you really can't trust Taoist priests from outside the area...
Lu Xuan raised his hand, gesturing for the old woman to come closer.
She looked at the child in her arms, who was neither crying nor making a fuss, with his eyes and brows tightly closed.
When evil influences enter the body, internal stagnation occurs, and the face turns an abnormal bluish-gray.
It really was an evil spirit possessing the body.
Lu Xuan rubbed his fingers together, and a warm sensation appeared at his fingertips.
Then he chuckled and spoke to the old woman.
"Grandma, you have to believe in science. Where would evil spirits come from these days!"
The old lady was taken aback. "You, a Taoist priest, want me to believe in science?"
You're not a Taoist priest who's lying, are you?
Seeing the old lady's suspicious expression.
Lu Xuan reached out and gently touched the child's forehead with his finger.
A touch of pure Qi enters the mourning hall, dispelling all evil and leaving no trace of wickedness.
A scream, like that of a vengeful ghost before its soul is scattered, seemed to echo in the air, startling the old woman.
Before they could even catch their breath, they saw their child's complexion return to normal at a visible speed, quickly becoming rosy.
The next moment, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at himself.
"Grandma, where am I? I'm so hungry!"
old lady:"?"
No, it works that quickly?
You call it science that my grandson recovered just by tapping his finger?
"Thank you so much, Master!"
Just moments ago, his grandson had been pale and thin, but now his complexion was visibly rosy, and he could even run around on the ground.
The old lady's eyes reddened and she almost knelt down before Lu Xuan.
This isn't a Taoist priest, this is a living deity!
"I've already told you to trust science; your child just has a minor ailment."
"Don't believe those street vendors, fortune tellers, or unlicensed Taoist priests who come to your door anymore."
The old lady nodded at the Taoist priest who was setting up a fortune-telling stall on the street, her face full of certainty.
They sent the profusely grateful old lady away.
Lu Xuan raised his hand, a wisp of evil energy appearing at his fingertips before being erased.
In this day and age, with social order stable, encountering evil spirits is harder than winning the lottery.
Moreover, young boys naturally have abundant yang energy, and according to common sense, it is even more difficult for them to encounter evil spirits. How could they be so easily possessed by evil spirits?
In addition, there were self-proclaimed Taoist priests from Maoshan...
Lu Xuan was certain that he smelled a conspiracy.
Chapter Twenty-Three: The Three Elements of Contemporary Journalism
While a certain Taoist priest was setting up a fortune-telling stall, his ruthless methods and deeds had already quietly spread throughout the world of supernatural beings.
After all, Lu Xuan had crossed the entire country and killed eighty-seven extraordinary individuals who had signed contracts with Shen Chong, causing quite a stir.
Not to mention Shen Chong's peculiarly shattered corpse, which is still lying in the research institute of Anywhere Connect.
The photo of Shen Chong's corpse was even featured on the homepage of a certain Jianghu blog that frequently tops the list of "most hated supernatural organizations".
The rumors spread like wildfire, becoming increasingly chaotic and numerous, to the point that even the company eventually got involved.
They started writing all sorts of praise and high-definition photos of Lu Xuan to attract attention.
The crowd: “?”