"How can she be so shameless?"
After hearing this, Qingyue gritted her teeth, her small face turning pale with anger.
The statues inside the various halls of the Shangqing Tao have been there for hundreds of years.
To these Daoists, they hold great significance; calling them their lifeline wouldn't be an exaggeration.
The woman spitting on the statues was equivalent to a public slap in the face.
Who could tolerate that?
Moreover, the demands from Senior Uncle Xuanming and the others weren't unreasonable: just wipe it clean after spitting.
There weren't any extra demands at all.
Yet, even so, the woman continued to be unreasonable and made a scene, behaving entirely like a shrew.
"Miss, if you don't apologize, then we'll have no choice but to call the police!"
Watching the woman's tantrum, Xuanming remained expressionless as he spoke.
"Call the police; let them handle it!"
"I heard these statues are at least three hundred years old and count as cultural relics."
"So, would spitting on them be considered damaging cultural property?"
"Probably, might even end up in court!"
"It's just a bit of spit, is it worth making a fuss over?"
"Why don't you try spitting on your mom's face then?"
"Damn, what did you just say? Say it again if you dare..."
The tourists were laughing and talking quietly as they watched the commotion.
Unfortunately, the woman was impervious to reason and didn't take the threat of police seriously at all.
She hadn't stopped at tearing her clothes; she took off her coat and lay down in the middle of the hall.
"Call the police, go on and call them now!"
"When the police arrive, I'll accuse you all of sexual harassment!"
"You Daoists with bull noses, lusting for my beauty and harboring ill intentions!"
The more the woman made a fuss, the darker the faces of the Daoists inside the hall became.
Even the youngest, Qingyue, was furious, her teeth clattering with rage.
Lu Heng watched the scene calmly and suddenly noticed the unusual actions of a man in the crowd.
This man, about forty-something, tall and thin, was holding a cellphone and continuously recording the situation inside the hall.
Seeing the spectacle and taking out a phone to record it was completely normal.
Many tourists were also holding up their phones at this time.
But the strange thing was that this man not only filmed the woman on the ground but also occasionally pointed his camera at Xuanming and the other Daoists around.
"Could they be in cahoots?"
"Deliberately came here to livestream and stir up trouble?"
Lu Heng began to doubt.
"I'll check if they're here to cause trouble!"
He shifted his gaze to the woman making a scene in the hall and silently invoked the Celestial Destiny System.
"System, find out about this person's past!"
[System Prompt: To inquire about past information, it will consume three days of the host's lifespan. Do you wish to continue?]
"Yes!"
With affirmation, everything the woman had experienced in the past flashed before his eyes like a movie.
After viewing it, Lu Heng couldn't help but smirk.
As expected, this woman came to cause trouble!
It turned out, her reason for coming to livestream and make trouble was actually connected to him!
Last time, when he experimented with the "Heaven-Stepping Cloud Step," it was coincidentally captured by several tourists' cameras.
After the related video was uploaded online, it quickly caused a huge sensation.
Initially, netizens didn't believe it, convinced it was some optical illusion.
But soon, the tourists and pilgrims who visited Dragon Tiger Mountain that day appeared.
They all claimed to have seen this humanoid white figure that day.
One or two people might fake it, but what about thirty or forty?
Suddenly, the internet turned into a mess.
Some said it was an immortal appearing in the world, others said it was an ancient martial artist.
Some people thought it was a deliberate hype by the Daoists, while others said it was a wild monster in the mountains that had cultivated into a spirit.
In short, everyone's imagination went wild, spinning more and more out of control.
Taking advantage of this, internet celebrity hosts flocked to Dragon Tiger Mountain like flies.
They also wanted to capture the white figure to boost their fame.
But unfortunately, Lu Heng was focused on cultivation and had no time to come out.
Therefore, the internet celebrities wasted several days in the mountains.
Some of the more insightful internet celebrities soon gave up searching for the white figure and started interviewing pilgrims climbing the mountain.
As believers of immortals, the pilgrims all talked about immortals descending to the world, etc.
Seeing the pilgrims' devout expressions, netizens were instantly filled with a rebellious spirit.
You say the Shangqing Tao has immortals?
Then let the immortals show themselves for everyone to see!
Internet celebrity hosts accurately grasped the pulse of the netizens and began livestreaming mischief on Dragon Tiger Mountain, claiming to search for immortals for everyone.
And the woman causing a commotion in the Spirit Treasure Hall was one of these mischief-making internet celebrity hosts.
When she spit on the Lingbao Celestial Venerable's statue, it immediately drew cheers from the netizens.
Netizens generously sent various gifts.
This fiery livestream made the woman even more excited.
Thus, the scene before us unfolded.
"Desperate for fame!"
Lu Heng shook his head, then took out his phone and anonymously entered the woman's livestream room.
"Sister Hong really is a little cow on steroids—super awesome!"
"Did you see that? The middle-aged Daoist's face turned green!"
"These charlatans should be properly dealt with by Sister Hong!"
"Where's the immortal? Where's the immortal? Why hasn't the immortal shown up yet?"
"Lingbao Celestial Venerable, your statue got spat on; why haven't you appeared?"
"Will Sister Hong be okay? It's said that the Shangqing Tao has a thousand-year-old tradition, and the Daoists can cast spells. What if they harm her?"
"Haha, spitting on a statue is akin to peeing on a grave; see if those Daoists don't take down these troublesome internet celebrities!"
"It cracks me up! What age are we in now, and you still think Daoists can cast spells?"
"Exactly, if they were really that skilled, would they be stuck up in the mountains?"
"If this group of Daoists could perform spells, they'd have established a terrestrial Taoist kingdom by now..."
Seeing the barrage of comments and the avalanche of gifts, Sister Hong's partner was almost ecstatic.
As an atheist, he felt no fear at all.
Immortals and spells—all this crap is just swindlers' tools to fool idiots.
In this world, money is the only thing worth believing in!
The income and popularity Sister Hong gained from this incident today could match their previous six months.
And he was not worried about Sister Hong's safety.
It's the twenty-first century now; what dare these Daoists do out of line?
Didn't you notice that from the start till now, they just stopped Sister Hong and asked her to wipe off the spit?
More demands, the Daoists didn't even dare to mention.
As for calling the police, it's even less concerning.
It's just a bit of spit. At most, she'd get a warning.
For such a small price, to gain popularity and money, who wouldn't be happy to do so?