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Translator: lordjoker
Editor: Spectre
“An old daoist of Qingyang Temple saved me. He killed the vampire and treated the virus that invaded my body,” Xia Yan said. He had already made up convenient excuses in the taxi and Desireless Daoist was the most suitable excuse possible.
“Are you serious?” The three girls expressed their doubts.
“I’m absolutely serious, and that said daoist had also heard my call and learned that Zhao Qiang got bitten and he has given me an antidote,” Xia Yan took a black pill from his pocket and spoke, “I’ll first feed Lil Qiang the pill before it’s too late, as even if he doesn’t get killed by the virus, he may end up turning into a vampire.”
“Then why are you still wasting your breath and time?” An Xiaoru said.
Xia Yan wiped his sweat and crouched down. He fed Zhao Qiang the Melissa’s chocolate ball, which he had gotten from the taxi driver, and stealthily put the Virus Horcrux against Zhao Qiang’s scalding neck and infused his Magical Power into him.
The Vampiric Virus in Zhao Qiang’s body quickly gathered in the wound and flowed into the Virus Horcrux, and it got quickly and cleanly absorbed.
This virus was quite fierce and vicious, but its vitality wasn’t on par with cancer cells.
“What’s the matter? Is he alright?” Upon seeing Xia Yan moving his hand away, Qin Jiang questioned him.
“He’s probably fine now, just take a look at Lil Qiang’s face, it isn’t as reddish as before,” Xia Yan said.
“His body isn’t as hot as before, it’s really useful,” Xiaoyu touched Zhao Qiang’s forehead and said in delight.
“Then why didn’t he wake up yet?” An Xiaoru asked in confusion.
“It’s probably because a lot of time passed since he got bitten and he needs some time to recover,” Xia Yan said, and upon seeing that An Xiaoru still wore a skeptical look, he added, “I got saved by the old daoist and got the pill shortly after getting bitten and that is why I didn’t lose consciousness.”
“By the way, what kind of person is the old daoist?” Anna asked.
“He’s a daoist of Qingyang Temple… Oh, by the way, he has given me his business card and I still didn’t take a look at it,” Xia Yan took out Daoist Desireless’ business card, while An Xiaoru turned on her phone’s flashlight. They all surrounded him and observed the business card.
“Even a daoist has a business card… Tsk, tsk,” An Xiaoru sighed and spoke.
“Desireless, Chengdu City’s Daoism Association’s Deputy Head, Qingyang Temple’s Chaos Palace Master, a gourmet, an explorer, a member of the council of Chengdu City’s Wine Culture Association and the Council of Chengdu City’s Tea Culture Association, referee of Chengdu City’s Beauty Contest. Weibo ID: @Desireless Daoist, WeChat Username: Wuse1895, phone number: 131XXXXXXXX…” After Anna read the business card’s content, they were all shaken up by those amazing titles and info.
“This daoist is really… Multi-talented,” Qin Jian sighed and said.
“Wine culture, tea culture, a gourmet and he’s still an explorer… Tsk, tsk.” An Xiaoru didn’t know how to assess and describe him.
“This still doesn’t amount to much,” Anna sighed and said, “This daoist is still a referee of the Beauty Contest, is this really alright?”
“He still has a Weibo and Wechat ID, and he’s keeping up with the trend. He must be a young daoist, isn’t he?” Xiaoyu asked.
“No, he’s an old man,” Xia Yan replied.
“What a modish old man!” They all sighed with emotions.
“By the way, what’s the meaning of the number ‘1895’ in his WeChat’s username?” An Xiaoru suddenly noticed an interesting detail.
“That’s his birth date, he has once told me so,” Xia Yan said.
“It’s an old celestial,” Anna said, and an expression of longing appeared on everyone’s face.
Xia Yan really wanted to tell them [Like hell he was an old celestial, did you ever see a celestial with a pony-tail clad in beach shorts? Did you ever see a celestial hitting on two girls at once? Did you ever see a celestial sleeping with five women in one night?]
[He’s just an old lecher!]
“We must visit Qingyang Temple someday and express our gratitude to the old celestial,” An Xiaoru said.
“That’s right, we must visit him,” Anna, Xiaoyu, and Qin Jiang approved of her suggestion.
Xia Yan had a bad feeling about this. If that old lecher saw those three beauties, wouldn’t he show his ugly beastly nature?
[That’s out of the question, I must accompany them over there.]
While everyone was chatting excitedly about the old daoist, Xia Yan tried to look for the tracking marks left behind by the Caucasian man in the girls, but he didn’t find anything. So, he obviously couldn’t even attempt erasing them.
He got quite worried, as if those marks were long-lasting, they would be in great trouble. One could work as a thief for years, yet one couldn’t guard against a thief for years. If that vampire had chosen a day where Xia Yan wasn’t present to assault the girls, then they would all fall into his clutches.
The crux of the matter was that Xia Yan was a male and couldn’t always stay next to An Xiaoru and the girls to protect them thus it wouldn’t be too difficult for the vampire to find a chance to assault them.
[What should be done?] Xia Yan got lost in his thoughts.
“Ah, it’s so painful!” Zhao Qiang, who was lying on the bench, suddenly woke up and let out a cry.
In response, they all encircled him and enquired about his well-being.
…
Upon learning that he got bitten by a vampire, Zhao Qiang got so scared that his face turned pale. “Xia Yan, I’m not gonna turn into a vampire, am I?”
“No, you ate the old… The old daoist’s pill and the virus has already been eliminated,” Xia Yan consoled him.
“That’s good,” Zhao Qiang stroked the bloody hole in his neck with lingering fear. “What the hell! This world really has vampires, it’s too scary!”
“This will be an unforgettable Mid-Autumn-Festival Day,” They all couldn’t help but look at the moon and sigh with emotions.
…
Under the bright moonlight, a red Porsche entered the garage of Liu family’s Villa. Inside the car, Liu Xue’er stroked half a piece of a stone hung up on her chest. Fear and surprise were plastered on her face and regret was apparent in her eyes.
The Soul Ataraxia Stone had been broken!
…
Zhao Qiang got carried to the dormitory, while the three girls went back to room 504. Xia Yan waited for the feeble Zhao Qiang to sleep before he went downstairs and walked up to the female dormitory’s building. He looked restlessly at the light emanating from room 504.
He lowered his head and paced back and forth in front of the building for a while before he took out his phone and dealt a number.
The phone ringtone rang for a long time, yet none accepted the call. Xia Yan couldn’t help but look at the time and he found out that it was almost midnight. He couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly and dial up the number once again. This time, they finally picked up the phone and they spoke angrily.
“Xia Yan, I have just fallen asleep, why are you bothering me? You have disturbed my beauty sleep and I’ll end up with a face full of pimples, and wrinkles, and irregular periods. Will you take responsibility for this?”
“…”
“Let me tell you honestly, don’t assume that I won’t curse you just because we are close friends,” Zhang Shufen said loudly.
“Shufen, do you really know Daoist Techniques?” Xia Yan asked.
“What about it, are you interested in them?” Zhang Shufen sobered up and asked impatiently.
“I’m very interested in them,” Xia Yan said.
“Come over and let’s have a long talk tonight,” Zhang Shufen said amiably. “Few youngsters nowadays believe in the traditional culture like you.”
“Can you… Can you beat a vampire?” Xia Yan turned a blind eye to her words and raised a question, which would seem dumb and ridiculous to normal people.
“Are you talking about the winged Western vampires?” Zhang Shufen was startled and she asked back, “Do you believe in vampires?”
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