Trafford's Trading Club

Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup Editor: DesTheSloth

Be with the oil lamp and the gentle breeze, swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, gather the upright atmosphere. These were the right way of a Taoist told by Yang Taizi.

Of course, his apprentice, Zhan Er, regarded it as truth.

However, it was quite a boring life.

Since they seized back the Taoist temple, Zhan Er kept having Taoist classes every day as usual. And Yang Taizi was resting to recuperate from the serious injury.

The master said he would get well after at least several times of closed-door solitary. Zhan Er calculated the time, it was about to finish.

He wondered if he could sneak out of the mountain for a short travel—he had seen the colorful world last time when they had to leave the temple.

It was common for a youth to have a curiosity for new things.

He never saw the world and still lived in a clean environment.

Zhan Er peeped around; when he was about to leave, a sound stopped him.

He turned about and saw a young man with golden hair near the altar.

He smiled and held out his fist wrapped in his other hand, saying aloud, “Excuse me, is this the Taoist temple of Huan Zhen Dao?”

Zhan Er gaped, frowning, “Who are you? Why can you climb up here? My master said nobody else could go through the array and come up here.”

While that man smiled, “Little Taoist, don’t worry, I’m not a bad guy… Well, it seems I came to the right place. As for the array, Master Yang Taizi told me the way to enter.”

“Did he?” Zhan Er gave a start, “But my master is in seclusion, how could he tell you?”

That man was surprised, “It’s a modern society, didn’t he tell you that we can talk using the Internet?”

As Zhan Er was confused, an old but upright voice came from the temple. “Who’s coming?”

The young man made a bow and said, “Junior Momo, the successor of Tianshi Sect of Dragon Tiger Mountain greets Xian Xuan Huan Zhen Dao Senior Yang Taizi!”

“Zhan Er, bring the guest in.” The voice sounded.

…

Yang Taizi was 70-80% recovered and his face looked better.

The old Taoist touched his beard while sizing up the junior with a smile, “Bright eyes, the face looks lustrous, good, your master has a good disciple. You’re young yet with strong cultivation. And you must have a great future.”

Momo still kept a modest attitude upon hearing the old Taoist’s words, “Thank you, senior. I understood more since I met a senior by the seaside who gave me some directions.”

“That is your fortune.” Yang Taizi smiled, “Miraculous people are becoming lesser nowadays. How does that senior look like?”

Momo said, “He looks very young, around 22-23, but is very mysterious, as if an abyss…”

Momo shook his head, “I failed in the fight, I could not even resist one attack.”

“Oh really?” Yang Taizi touched his heard, sitting down and falling into thought, “You’re the successor of Dragon Tiger Mountain, you must be very powerful, but… well, tell me how he looks like?”

Momo thought for a while, “Well, he looks like an eastern person with black hair and eyes. No demon aura… Oh, there was a woman with him too, she was also very powerful!”

“Oh?”

Momo described more, “That woman looked like a mixed-blood, long hair, very beautiful with sea-like blue eyes.”

Yang Taizi… suddenly slid off his seat.

‘Did he meet that guy?’ Yang Taizi couldn’t help swallowing his saliva.

…

“Senior? Are you OK…” Momo looked at the senior with surprise.

“Oh…I’m alright.” Yang Taizi maintained his serious composure and climbed up, “I sat for too long and have hemorrhoids.”

‘???’

Momo’s face turned odd upon hearing what the senior said… Taoists should not have that disease because they did not need food.

“Ahem…”

Yang Taizi coughed, “There are many miraculous people spread in every corner of the world… You met one and got something from him, but remember, don’t be cocky, we Taoists should cultivate step by step as if we’re walking on sharp knives.”

“I’ll remember senior’s instructions.” Momo nodded… He was still a good child that respected the elderly!

“You must be very tired coming from a far place.” Yang Taizi waved his hand, “Go have a rest, I know what you come here for. Let’s talk tomorrow.”

“Yes, senior.”

Zhan Er took Momo to the guest room, and ran back, “Master, I want a cellphone!”

Yang Taizi gaped, “Why do you want a cellphone?”

Zhan Er thought, “I want to be added into your group! The group you chat with Momo!”

Yang Taizi said indifferently, “That’s only an earthly plaything with many demons and monsters. They often ask for red packets with money. They’re depraved. You’re still young and will be a playboy without ambitions if you are added into it!”

Zhan Er thought for a while, “Then I don’t want to enter the group, I only want a cellphone!”

Yang Taizi snorted, “I said that it is an earthly plaything that makes you become a playboy without ambitions!”

“But, but master you hold it every day!” Zhan Er exposed his lies, “Even during those days of treatment!”

“Humph!” Yang Taizi swung his sleeves, “You know nothing! That’s for getting information of the outside world and from the Taoism circles!”

Zhan Er accused him, “B*llshit! You’re watching live broadcasts! And say something like ‘women’s clothing shows’! I know that!”

Yang Taizi…Yang Taizi slid down from his seat again.

…

The very next day, Momo received an old box from Yang Taizi; and as per his instructions, Momo took Zhan Er to leave this Taoist temple of thousands of years.

…

…

When Black Soul No.9 stepped into the club hall, he witnessed that the boss pouring water into a small pot.

It seemed that it was called ‘gem flower’.

“You came back.”

Boss Luo put down the glass, and turned to Black Soul No.9 with a smile.

Black Soul No.9 hurriedly walked close respectfully with head lowered, “As per master’s order, I came back as soon as possible. What are the instructions for me?”

He guessed that it was related to his performance recently… he hadn’t brought in new customers for a long time.

On the other hand, it was not the rule for Black Soul Envoys to greet the master every day; however, he didn’t greet the new boss since he came back from abroad… that went a bit overboard.

Luo Qiu got a glass of water from You Ye, taking a sip and saying, “No.9, do you still remember the question you asked me last time?”

Black Soul No.9 suddenly raised his head.