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Chapter 124 The Vice President of the Psychic Society

"No need, I'm not in the mood to touch your sister anymore. You take me home first, and then we calculate the medical expenses, clothing loss expenses, missed class expenses, etc. All of my experiences were caused by trying to save your sister.

Yes, don’t try to cheat."

Lin Tianyou squinted his eyes and said to Zhang Hu.

Even though half of his life was knocked out by the thunder, he still wanted to recover his losses, because the feeling of suffering a loss was too uncomfortable, so he wanted to get some benefits from Zhang Hu first.

Zhang Hu heard this and thought about it in his mind.

It is understandable that the medical expenses and clothing loss expenses should be paid.

But what is the missed class fee?

Are you embarrassed to ask for this money?

You are obviously the biggest skipper in the class, and you rarely go to class, but now you think about asking for missed class fees, you are really embarrassed.

Zhang Hu was complaining in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it to his face. After all, Lin Tianyou was not an ordinary person. Who could an ordinary person survive under such a heavy thunder attack?

Anyway, Zhang Hu had never seen it before, so he didn't dare to show any neglect, so he nodded repeatedly and agreed that he would pay all the expenses.

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Lin Tianyou felt very happy, grabbed the wooden stick firmly, and walked outside.

Not long after the two left, Huang Xian and Daozi Zhijian finally arrived at the lumberyard.

Huang Xian's face turned pale when he saw a large crater made by thunder in the center of the lumberyard.

"Here, what on earth is going on? First there was an earthquake, then there was thunder on a sunny day, and now even the hiding place of the heroic spirits has been struck by thunder. Am I, Huang Xian, destined not to subdue the heroic spirits?"

Daozi holding the sword ignored Huang Xian, but carefully observed around the huge pit.

Suddenly he pointed at the center of the huge pit and said:

"This sky thunder did not appear for no reason. There should be a great demon or evil ghost here to survive the disaster. Unfortunately, in the end, the thunder was too strong, so the great demon or evil ghost failed to survive the disaster.

In the end, he was destroyed by his soul."

"Really or not?" Huang Xian asked casually, his tone full of doubt and disbelief.

If there really was a great demon or evil spirit in Zhongzhou City that could survive the tribulation, it would have alarmed the séances long ago. How could there be no movement like this?

So this thunder in the sky is just an ordinary natural phenomenon and has nothing to do with overcoming the tribulation.

"Huh, rubbish is just rubbish, but you still don't believe what I said."

Holding the sword, Daozi heard the underlying meaning of Huang Xian's words and couldn't help but scorned him in his heart.

He said no more now and continued to look around the huge pit.

At this moment, a car came from a distance.

A middle-aged man in a Tang suit stepped out of the car, his eyes sparkling, and just standing there, he had an aura of calmness and authority that no one dared to look down upon.

The rest of the people who got off the bus all followed him respectfully, not daring to cross the line in the slightest.

The appearance of the man in Tang suit made Huang Xian suddenly feel pressured, and he quickly ran up and said respectfully:

"Vice, Vice President, why are you here?"

This person is none other than the vice president of the Zhongzhou Spiritual Society, Xu Dong!

Although Xu Dong is only the vice president, in fact, the entire Zhongzhou City Spiritual Society only listens to his orders. The president is an idler and does not have to do anything.

"Are you Huang Xian, the young master of the Huang family?"

Xu Dong glanced at Huang Xian and asked casually.

"Yes, I am Huang Xian. I didn't expect the vice president to know me. I'm honored!"

Huang Xian was so excited that his tongue was almost tied.

This is the leader of the séance, and he actually knows his own name. It seems that his reputation in the séance is pretty good.

"Well, your little aunt Huang Yin is a very capable exorcist. You have to work hard to be like her and not lose the reputation of the Huang family."

Xu Dong said calmly.

"Yes, I will definitely try my best to be like my little aunt."

Huang Xian nodded desperately in agreement.

"Hmm." Xu Dong said "Hmm" with satisfaction, then moved his eyes away from Huang Xian, cast his eyes on the sword-wielding Daozi, and asked lightly:

"Seeing that you are carrying the Yuan-Zhan Sword, could it be that you are the sword-wielding Taoist who is known as a swordsman genius among the ten Taoist disciples of Maoshan, the Northern School?"

"I don't dare to be a Taoist swordsman genius. I am a swordsman Taoist who has met President Xu of the Spiritual Society."

The sword-wielding Daozi bowed politely to Xu Dong.

"Yes, at only twenty-four years old, his soul power has reached 2100. He can indeed be called a genius. If you work hard in this battle of heroes, you may be able to achieve a good result in Zhongzhou City."

Xu Dong just glanced at the eyebrows of Daozi holding the sword and saw his details. With such age and soul power, it is no wonder that he can be among the top ten Daozi. He does have some strength.

"Thanks for the kind words, President Xu, but I heard that the real genius in Zhongzhou City is Lin Tianbao. He is only twenty years old and has more than two thousand soul powers. I have always wanted to compete with him, and I also ask President Xu for help.

As a favor, ask Lin Tianbao to come out."

Daozi holding the sword smiled slightly, and then respectfully made a request to Xu Dong.

"If you are confident that you can win against him, go ahead and make an appointment yourself. I am busy with my work and don't have that much free time."

Xu Dong replied indifferently.

What kind of status is he? Does a small Taoist deserve to be allowed to date someone? How arrogant! What's more, holding a sword is only the lowest among the ten Taoists.

Unless the top three Daozi come over, Xu Dong will give him some face. For the others, he can accompany them and say a few words, which is already pretty good.

"I'm sorry, the request made by Zhijian is too much. I ask for your forgiveness, President Xu."

Daozi holding the sword realized his mistake and apologized quickly.

"Well, that's good to know. However, it's not that this president looks down on your sword-wielding Daozi. To be honest, even if your soul power increases by another five hundred Dao, you may not be Lin Tianbao's opponent. That guy is simply too strong."

After saying that, Xu Dong strode towards the huge pit ahead.

But Daozi holding the sword was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned gloomy. Xu Dong's words clearly meant that he was looking down on himself.

"Damn it, how dare you underestimate me? Very good, I will slap you in the face with the facts. When I kill Lin Tianbao with my sword, I hope you, President Xu, can still be as calm as you are now!"

Daozi holding the sword stared at Xu Dong's back with blazing eyes, and his stomach was about to explode. As a Daozi from Maoshan, the northern sect, he had never been insulted like he was today.

He made up his mind to get back this humiliation!

"You two, if you have nothing else to do, please go back first."

After Xu Dong left, several staff members came forward and asked them to leave.

"Oh, okay, let's leave now."

Huang Xian agreed with a smile, then pulled Daozi holding the sword and left quickly.

Although he was curious about what happened here, Huang Xian didn't have the courage to explore. The president's visit in person was definitely not a small matter, so it was better to stay as far away as possible.
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