I'm a Taoist priest in North America, and the deity is actually myself.

Chapter 3: The First Settlement!

The bar door was kicked open, and a dozen beams of flashlight light swept in.

"LAPD! Everyone stay still! Hands behind your heads!"

The music stopped abruptly, and the crowd erupted in chaos.

Someone tried to sneak into the kitchen, but was immediately pinned down on the bar by two police officers.

The leading sheriff, a man in his forties with a menacing face and a gun at his waist, swept his eyes across the area and said coldly, "Someone reported that drugs are being hidden here. Investigate them one by one."

Li Xuan stood frozen in place, holding his wine glass, his lips twitching.

He's just here for a drink.

He spent the whole day in Chinatown, and didn't go home until evening.

Instead, he went straight to a bar; he really doesn't dare go back to his home right now.

The dark mark on my neck hasn't faded at all.

I thought I could spend the night in the bar, but then the police suddenly raided the place.

"How the hell do I run into all sorts of things?!"

Li Xuan couldn't help but mutter something under his breath, remaining rooted to the spot.

If he were on the other side of the ocean, he could do whatever he wanted right now.

But here, he really didn't dare to move.

When a policeman points a gun at you, you'd better be glad you're not dark-skinned.

Soon, someone came to investigate him.

Because of his yellow skin, the white police officer was not friendly and pushed him onto the sofa, roughly groping him all over.

"You damn white devils, you just wait!"

Li Xuan, in pain, couldn't help but mutter a curse.

"What did you say?"

The white police officer frowned, looking puzzled, and asked.

Li Xuan had no choice but to explain in English: "I said I am a clergyman, and I could not possibly touch those forbidden items."

"Oh! Really! You're a priest? Haha, that's a wonderful misunderstanding."

The white police officer quickly released Li Xuan and explained with a smile, "By the way, I'm Ryan Kent, you can call me Ryan!"

"Oh, Mr. Ryan, my name is Li Xuan. I am not a priest, but a Taoist priest of China. This is my business card." Li Xuan forced a smile, pulled a business card from his crotch, and handed it over.

The information above is written in both Chinese and English, and it roughly means that you can contact him if you encounter paranormal events or funerals.

As for why they didn't immediately reach into their pockets, one can only say that those who dare to do so have already gone to meet their gods.

"Oh? Taoism? Those ancient Eastern shamans? That's so cool!"

Raine stared at Li Xuan in shock, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Hey! Father Li! I'm busy with official business right now, you're so cool! I'll definitely buy you a drink sometime!"

With that, he stuffed the business card into his wallet and went to search for the next customer.

"Damn it, these foreign devils are incredibly polite when they need you, but they treat you like dirt when they don't!"

Li Xuan sat down cursing and rubbing his shoulders; he was still feeling terrible from being penetrated by that foreigner.

Just then, an electronic voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

Today's settlement:

Upon waking and washing my hands, I offer three sticks of incense and respectfully inquire about the well-being of the Supreme Celestial Venerable Lingbao—a gesture of commendable sincerity.

When I encountered a child who was reluctant to study, I went with the flow and did not force his innocence with rules and discipline—which aligns with the principle of "letting nature take its course."

Entering a tavern at dusk, three cups down the drain yet the mind remains unshaken—a testament to composure revealed in wine.

[Settlement Rewards: The First Volume of the Huangting Daojing, Child's Affinity (the feeling of closeness arising from a young child beside you), Immortal of Wine (unfazed by ordinary wine, a thousand cups without getting drunk)]

At the moment of settlement, he felt as if a book had appeared in his mind, and the contents of that book were imprinted in his memory word for word.

Now, he can recite the entire text from memory.

He had been feeling slightly tipsy, but now he was completely sober.

"It's settled already? And it's not even the second day yet!"

Li Xuan turned on his phone and found that it was exactly midnight.

So this is how the settlement time is calculated.

It's also because he's been in China for so long that he's always believed that the next day isn't until dawn. In his daily conversations, when it comes to the early hours of this morning, he always ends up saying last night.

"What's the point of drinking now! Isn't the point of drinking to get that slightly tipsy feeling?"

Being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk might seem impressive to others, but for Li Xuan, it was practically equivalent to quitting drinking altogether.

I felt nothing after drinking it, it was just like drinking water, so what's the point of drinking it!

"By the way, this Huangting Daojing seems to say that one can cultivate to become an immortal? Is that true?"

Watching the police escort those little black men out one by one, Li Xuan suddenly thought of this so-called Huangting Daojing.

Realizing this, he quickly ran home.

I can't drink any more wine, I must cultivate immortality!

He now realized that this settlement system was fucking amazing!

He retracted any previous remarks that seemed to be disrespectful towards the system!

When Li Xuan returned to his front door, he couldn't help but swallow hard as he looked at the door.

"Damn it, so what if there are ghosts! I'm a cultivator!"

Then, he mustered his courage and opened the door.

After he entered the room, he carefully looked around and, finding nothing amiss, closed the door and prepared to pay his respects to the patriarch.

Bang!

Just then, a sound came, startling Li Xuan so much that his heart skipped a beat and he almost ran out the door.

Fortunately, he noticed it out of the corner of his eye; it was just a clock that had fallen from the wall.

"That almost scared me to death..."

Li Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. After taking a bath, he put on his Taoist robe and respectfully offered three more sticks of incense to the ancestral master.

Goodnight, Grandmaster!

After doing all this, he took off his Taoist robe, returned to his bed, and meditated as instructed in the book, focusing his breath and holding his breath.

A dozen minutes later.

"It's so sour..."

Li Xuan kept pounding his legs to help them relax.

If it weren't for the system's creation, he would have seriously doubted whether this thing was even capable of cultivation.

"It can't possibly be my fault!"

After a short rest, Li Xuan embarked on the path of cultivation once again.

Soon, he realized that he didn't know if it was the posture he wasn't learning that was causing the discomfort, or if meditation was just inherently uncomfortable.

Anyway, after tossing and turning for more than an hour, he fell asleep, exhausted.

At that moment, he was unaware that Aunt Wang was at the house upstairs from him.

Aunt Wang woke up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet.

After using the toilet, I was about to go to bed when I noticed that the kitchen light was still on.

She walked over and tried to turn off the light.

But then she saw her beloved grandson squatting in front of the open refrigerator.

"Xiao Xiao, what are you doing instead of sleeping?"

When her beloved grandson turned around, his pair of pitch-black eyes were fixed on her. He was holding a lump of fresh raw pork in his hand, his mouth was full of raw meat, and there was some blood at the corner of his mouth.

"ah!!!"

Aunt Wang screamed in fright, backing away repeatedly. Staring at Zhang Xiao, she stammered in horror, "You...you..."

"Hehe...Grandma..."

Zhang Xiao smiled mysteriously, handed over the raw pork in his hand, and said, "Do you want some too...?"