Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 600 - 23 She Gave Too Much

In the dead of night, three bats flapped their wings, trying to sneak over the school’s outer wall, only to fall from the sky halfway through.

"It seems that only by cultivating the techniques of the Twelve Laws can we escape this prison!"

Tang Ping’an picked himself up off the ground, disheveled, and complained to his sister in a low voice, "How is this any different from being in jail?"

Tang Moli thought for a moment and said, "Prison doesn’t have holidays."

"Nobody told me when I came here that this cursed place would cut off the network paths. Is the old man deliberately trying to screw us over?"

"Actually, he did mention he wanted to cure you of your internet addiction, but you didn’t take it seriously."

"I thought he was joking!"

Tang Ping’an gritted his teeth, "Do we really have to stay here until Friday? Sitting in class all day with these idiots, isn’t that just wasting our lives?"

"Maybe we could make a deal with that guy."

Tang Moli suggested, "He’s immune to my Charm Technique, which probably isn’t an accident. I think it’s very likely that he’s a cultivator with a hidden identity. Even though I don’t know which Dharma Gate he practices, I’m sure he would be interested in the textbooks of other Dharma Gates."

"Our textbooks? Are those to be seen by outsiders?"

The very thought made Tang Ping’an furious.

Why should we be only allowed to cultivate the Heretical Dharma Gate of the Demon? Isn’t this racial discrimination?

Advancing in the Demon Dharma Gate — the Night Demon — is just another term for the Blood Clan.

But being born in the Spirit Clan, the Tang siblings knew the key point: if you really follow the path of the Night Demon, you will end up on a road of no return.

Because this Heretical Dharma Gate has another name, "Martyr."

Tang Ping’an was dissatisfied with this.

Back when the Twelve Laws were compiled, the Spirit Clan also made many contributions. The path of the "Night Demon" was practically custom-made for them. However, the finished product ended up being very different from what they had envisioned.

It’s like... supposing someone is cooking, and you bring ingredients to help, thinking you’ll join the meal. But when it’s served, you find out they’ve made "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall," and you’ve just brought the lotus leaf to seal the pot for it.

It’s quite awkward.

Among the Twelve Laws, only those who cultivate the Righteous Path have a chance to Advance to become a Constellation. Heretical Paths are a compromise for those with insufficient talent, who can still cultivate but can’t cross the last threshold.

Even within the Heretical Paths, there are different levels. "Night Demon" is a compromise derived from the "Martyrs."

It’s like those blockbuster video games online where, aside from the exalted Heavenly Dragon People, ordinary folks, either impoverished or lacking skill, can only watch streamers show off their extraordinary gameplay.

Thus, from the "gamers" group evolved the "Online Gamers" group.

This is the division between the Righteous and Heretical Paths.

Within the Online Gamers, there are some who are too lazy to even be cloud gamers, having only watched a couple of spoof videos, copying and pasting a few memes and jokes, and then they boast about their extensive game experience...

This is why Heretical Paths have two sets of names.

It can turn a surgeon into a Human Skin Painter.

It can turn a Martyr into a Night Demon.

The Tang Family doesn’t lack Family Secret Techniques; sending them here was just to seek the true scriptures... no, it was to learn the Dharma Path of the Righteous Path, and in the end, they still received Heretical textbooks.

This is racial discrimination! 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Whether we can learn the Righteous Dharma Path is our business, what right do you have not to give us Righteous textbooks!

Not providing textbooks is one thing, but the teachers aren’t teaching either. Are we here to attend kindergarten or what?

"So what do you suggest we do?"

Tang Moli spread her hands and said, "Without access to the Taoist web, we can’t utilize our strengths at all. We can’t do anything here."

Tang Ping’an was silent for a long while before gritting his teeth and saying, "If we really have no other choice, then we’ll just have to set up a school intranet!"

"You’ve lost your mind!"

Tang Moli exclaimed in shock, "Without the necessary materials, what will you use to create the network?"

"Family secret techniques!"

At this point, Tang Ping’an felt he couldn’t care about the consequences anymore, as he had already started to experience withdrawal symptoms, feeling like he wouldn’t last until Friday.

...

Meanwhile, in the girls’ dormitory, Li Mumu put down the book in her hand as a vague prayer echoed in her ears.

"Reddy Reddy, calling Reddy, Reddy Reddy..."

It’s so annoying!

Eldest Miss Shen of the Shen family, a lady who could be described as fierce or formidable, wrote her own imperial edicts and affixed the Imperial Jade Seal to appoint herself—such audacious actions that just hearing about them made people think they could trigger some kind of system bug, obviously caused many indescribable changes and impacts on her.

It wasn’t clear how it affected other aspects, but when it came to praying, this girl’s voice alone was equivalent to a hundred devout believers, upgrading from phone vibration to a full-blown ringtone.

With a thought, Li Mumu’s eyes closed and then reopened, her consciousness already at Shen Qingxi’s seaside villa.

In just a few days, this seaside house had been transformed into a typical sanctuary style, with two wooden carved statues standing on either side in front of the altar, even coated with a layer of gold powder.

Summoning effect +20%

That was Li Mumu’s firsthand experience.

Miss Shen was quite oblivious in certain respects, not minding Xia Yubing and Li Mumu’s identity as angels from a heretical sect, and didn’t consider herself an outsider at all. Wielding her money, she commanded Max and Old Zhang to hustle about outside, and just like that, she treated the New Church of Eternal Life like her own home....

Of course, it was indeed her home.

"Amber Coffin, Red Shroud, I now summon you both in the capacity of the Longevity Sect Master, hoping you can lend your support."

Shen Qingxi, donning a cashmere hooded cloak, stood on the altar, covering her face, styling herself after the villainous leaders of evil.

Wait a minute? Who? What’s that?

When Li Mumu arrived, she immediately heard such fierce rhetoric and almost had a brain crash.

"How did she become the Longevity Sect’s Sect Hierarch?"

The New Church of Eternal Life, of course, had no Sect Hierarch; it had never had one before, only an Archbishop.

Its original identity, the Baroque Alchemy Society, was a loosely organized academic community, who in their right mind would want to put up with having a boss over their heads?

This question, of course, couldn’t be asked to Shen Qingxi. Li Mumu was questioning Max.

Excluding the two Attendant Angels, there were actually just two members of the New Church of Eternal Life. Max was the core team member, Old Zhang... was security.

Max remained expressionless, answering calmly, "Miss Shen has voluntarily joined our Longevity Sect and has shown sufficient sincerity. After considering various factors, I finally decided to abdicate in her favor and support Miss Shen as the new Sect Hierarch."

How much did she give you?