The Taoist Arts I Paid 88,000 to Learn Are Real

Zhang Yuanhang paid 88,000 yuan online to enroll in the "Zhongnan Mountain Orthodox Daoist Arts Crash Course."

After thirty-six lessons, his master ran off. No replies on WeChat, phone switched off, short-video account deleted.

He became the laughingstock of the entire company. Someone put a note in the break room: "This company is hiring a Daoist Arts consultant. Exorcisms and warding off evil spirits, 88,000 yuan per session."

He accepted it. He was the one who had been stupid.

Until one afternoon, a mass of black stuff crawled out of the break room. It had no face or shape, and anyone who got close started shaking.

Everyone ran. Brother Li was the fastest, but he still turned back to shout, "Yuanhang! Didn't you study Daoist arts?"

Zhang Yuanhang's legs and hands were trembling. The only words left in his mind were the swindler's final warning: "Daoist arts are real. Don't doubt it."

He gritted his teeth and recited the words.

The ghost shattered.

A wisp of golden light appeared in his dantian. Now he could see: the currents flowing through the air, the flight path of the bird outside the window, and the faint black aura around his coworkers.