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[Secret Realm: Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons]

[Subduing demons and monsters, attaining enlightenment and understanding the Tao]

【击败并降服孙悟空（0/1）、猪刚鬣（0/1）、沙和尚（0/1），奖励：西游奖池UP↑（极大概率增加相关掉落），召神弄鬼令*30，经验*1000000000000】

[Abyss Invasion: The target is highly likely to be invaded by evil energy, their demonic nature is strengthened, their sanity is greatly reduced, and their strength is significantly increased]

[Identity: ... (Refresh)]

[Identity: ... (Refresh)]

[Identity: Reincarnation of a Sage]

Luck +1

It is said that on the day you were born, extraordinary phenomena occurred, with dragons and phoenixes singing in unison. From then on, everything in your family went smoothly, and everything was developing in a better direction. However, a fortune teller said that you were born with a destiny, and the day you completed your mission would be the day you died and attained enlightenment. You were born extraordinary, possessing a unique fragrance, making you a prime target for demons and monsters, who believed that eating you would grant immortality. For your own safety, you have been seeking out renowned masters everywhere…

In the bustling market, a horse-drawn carriage slowly weaves through the crowd.

Passersby were probably staring at the luxurious carriage, probably because they had never seen one before.

"Uh."

Tan Wenjie opened his eyes.

New talent: Reincarnation of a Sage.

[Reincarnation of a Sage: Luck +1, Immortality from a bite of meat, Dispelling illusions and seeing the truth (Passive), Clarity of the Dao (Passive), Repelling demons and evil spirits (Passive)]

To be fair, although he had almost used up all his merits, being able to obtain this identity and this talent meant that his trip wasn't in vain.

"A rich young master who is orphaned and has a fortune of over 100,000, and is also exceptionally handsome."

Even though it was himself, Tan Wenjie couldn't help but feel annoyed; he was too perfect.

In the world of Journey to the West: Conquering Demons, Chen Xuanzang is the true protagonist.

Sun Wukong's fighting power is undeniable, but Chen Xuanzang's fighting power is even stronger. If we're talking about the most outrageous one, it has to be the Buddha.

Raise your hand and slap the Earth like a rubber ball.

However, it wouldn't be accurate to say he was particularly looking forward to it. In the world of "Lotus Lantern," he was quite familiar with Jin Chanzi and knew Sun Wukong. Although he had never met the Buddha face-to-face, his relationship with Guanyin Bodhisattva was exceptionally close.

Even if an old acquaintance changes their face, the things they do won't be much different.

Anyway, we're already here.

Besides, it's marked that the Abyss has invaded this area, so standing idly by would be slacking off.

The carriage suddenly stopped.

A voice came from outside: "Young master, we've arrived at the inn."

Tan Wenjie lifted the carriage curtain and glanced outside.

A desolate grave, a dilapidated temple.

And some audacious ghosts were even waving at me.

Not only that, a large number of demons were secretly stirring, clearly attracted by the aroma of meat emanating from Tan Wenjie.

He could live forever if he ate one bite, and he didn't have a monkey with him who could cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace. Anyone who saw him would want to pounce on him and take a bite.

"Please come in, sir/madam."

"So many guests, hehehe~" Several rotting corpses suddenly emerged from the dilapidated temple, striking poses.

Tan Wenjie blinked, and the "unfiltered" world he saw disappeared, returning to the monster-transformed world with full filters.

In front of the brightly lit inn stood several women with wasp waists and plump hips. They were dressed in thin clothes and looked like they were living in poverty, making one want to open one's purse and help them.

When you're out and about, it's hard to resist feeling compassion when you see a pitiful woman who can't afford clothes.

"Young Master?" Everyone looked at Tan Wenjie with expectant eyes.

He nodded: "It's good to take a rest."

Countless demons and monsters had already gathered from all directions, forming an impenetrable encirclement. Tan Wenjie could not leave as easily as he wished, nor did he intend to.

Upon entering the dilapidated temple, a rotting corpse approached to lead the way and even reached out to touch Tan Wenjie's wrist.

Tan Wenjie suddenly took a step back.

"Hehehe, why are you shy, young master?" the corpse giggled.

Tan Wenjie bluntly stated, "You... you stink."

The corpse scoffed, "Young master, you're joking. I smell wonderful from head to toe. Why don't you smell me?"

"Go away! Don't bother my young master! His body is of noble birth, how can you common women touch him?" Immediately, a guard stepped forward to stop him, not forgetting to grope him as he reached out.

The guard's face flushed with pleasure, and he felt a surge of satisfaction, but in Tan Wenjie's eyes, it was nothing more than grabbing a handful of something sticky and gooey on a corpse, which was extremely disgusting.

As soon as the group entered the dilapidated temple, a female corpse brought them food.

There was a toad in the ripped dog food bowl, a small bowl next to it filled with white maggots instead of rice, a pitcher of dark, muddy water, and several side dishes crawling around with centipedes, flies, spiders, lizards, and other creatures.

Tan Wenjie had no appetite at all. His body was strong and immune to all poisons, but that didn't mean he had pica.

He suddenly stood up and kicked the female corpse who was serving the dishes, spilling the poison from the bowl all over the floor.

"You hired someone this ugly to deliver the food?"

Seeing Tan Wenjie fly into a rage, his men were taken aback.

They glanced at the delicate girl supporting her upper body with her elbows, then turned to look at Tan Wenjie.

Young master, have you been eating too much good food? You can't even stand this kind of stuff.

"Quickly retreat!"

A rotting corpse stepped forward, tugged at its collar, and exposed its decaying, rotting bones.

He was met with another powerful flying kick from Tan Wenjie.

"It's so tiring to keep pretending like this."

Tan Wenjie clenched his fists in complaint.

"Young...Young Master, you've angered everyone!" a servant cautiously warned.

The entrance was already packed with people, each with a strange smile on their face.

"Your smiles are so strange, have you been instructed by your superiors to provide smiling service?"

The numerous ghosts and demons remained silent, simply walking in step by step.

"I originally wanted to interact with you as an ordinary person, but all I got in return was your taking advantage of me." Tan Wenjie reached behind his back with his right hand.

When he returned, he had a golden bowl in his hand.

Fahai's golden alms bowl has hardly been used since it came into his possession. It's not enough to deal with some powerful demons, but it's perfectly fine for dealing with these lesser demons.

[Golden Bowl (Magic Item) +7: The Golden Bowl captures demons, reducing the chance of the captured demon escaping by 70%]

"receive!"

The golden bowl flashed with golden light, and its powerful suction quickly enveloped the demons present, pulling them step by step into the bowl.

At first, the monsters had the strength to resist, but after a short while, the powerful suction swallowed them up.

In just a short while, most of the monsters in the mass grave were eliminated.

The others stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered as to what had happened and why so many kind and friendly villagers had vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Wake up now!" Tan Wenjie flicked his finger lightly.

"Crack~"

It was as if water droplets from under the eaves had fallen into a pool, creating ripples.

Their minds cleared instantly, and the illusion dissipated.

The brightly lit streets, the graceful ladies, and the mouthwatering delicacies have all changed their appearance.

Dilapidated temples, rotting corpses, poisonous insects...

"vomit!"

Some people couldn't help but gag.

Tan Wenjie walked toward the rotting corpse he had kicked over earlier; the corpse had been behind him and had luckily escaped.

"What do you call it?"

"Xiao Hong."

"Miss Xiao Hong, could you tell me how to get to Wuxing Mountain? It's the Five Finger Mountain, the one where Sun Wukong was imprisoned five hundred years ago."

The rotting corpse, Little Red, looked bewildered: "Huh?"

“Sigh, there’s a reason why you demons and monsters can’t beat humans.” Tan Wenjie shook his head and said in a tone of disappointment, “You don’t even remember the great figures who appeared in your own clan’s history. If you don’t remember history and don’t reflect on it, how can you grow up?”

Corpse Little Red: "Huh?"

Talking about these topics, isn't that a bit too much of a cross-border issue?

"Then let me ask you a different question. Do you know Gao Lao Zhuang? Have you ever heard of Zhu Bajie?"

This time, the rotting corpse, Little Red, nodded.

"I can't trouble myself with two things. By the way, how should I address Sha Wujing?" Tan Wenjie was puzzled. Sha Wujing didn't even have a name.

Moreover, the Sha Wujing in this world has no connection with the Curtain-Raising General; he's just a somewhat foolish demon, and finding him is like searching for a needle in a haystack.

To his surprise, the rotting corpse Xiao Hong nodded once again.

"I've never heard of Sun Wukong, but I know Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing. Never mind, you tell me your location first."

You were lucky to find the locations of two monsters.

After Xiao Hong obediently pointed out the location, Tan Wenjie decisively slapped her, sending her to her death.

Being a rotting corpse is too hard; I'd better reincarnate sooner.

I'm too kind-hearted.

The demons who were still alive and had luckily escaped being taken away saw this scene and, in perfect unison, chose to play dead.

Tan Wenjie stood up and looked around. These men weren't very capable.

We need to either replace them with a new team or do it all by ourselves.

……

The wind blows across the water, creating ripples.

A handsome young man stood at the bow of the ship, holding a sword, a gentle breeze caressing his face and his hair and beard fluttering in the wind.

If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad, but there were even servants squatting to the side, secretly fanning themselves with fans and scattering flower petals to create an atmosphere, so arrogant that it made people feel uncomfortable.

The others on board whispered among themselves.

"This kid is too arrogant. Just because he's handsome doesn't mean he's all that!"

A bald man with a thick beard nodded: "If this ship wasn't his, if we hadn't been paid to come here, I would have kicked him away! I hate it when people are more handsome than me and more arrogant."

A discordant voice rang out: "But if someone who's more handsome than you gets beaten up, buddy, you might be making enemies of the whole world."

"What did you say!" The bald man with a thick beard glared at the man with the afro who had spoken.

"I... I mean..." The young man with the afro clasped his hands together, shrank back, and hid until he accidentally bumped into someone.

The young man with the afro quickly turned around: "Excuse me, sir."

The other person was dressed in black, had a handsome face, and acted as if he were the owner of the ship.

It was probably because of his unusual state that everyone consciously avoided him. As we all know, in novels, people who are handsome and seem to know how to show off are either the protagonist or cannon fodder who are just there to support them.

The ship rocked violently, as if something was hitting the bottom from below.

The young man with the afro lost his balance and swayed to the side, burying his face in a hole.

"Suck--"

"How are you feeling?" a voice asked.

"It smells a bit bad, the clothes need to be washed." The young man with the afro got up.

But he never expected that he would pounce on a woman.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I just now I..." He gestured with his hands, trying to explain, but the other party grabbed his arm and pulled him aside.

"Shh, adults are talking. Shut up, or we'll have some fun to watch."

"Oh." He nodded obediently.

"We're all just doing our jobs for a fee, so let's keep things peaceful and make money together," the handsome man said to the hot-tempered bald man with a thick beard. "I know you really want to beat me up. Every morning when I look in the mirror, I can't help but feel jealous of myself. But if I were as ugly as you, I'd be so disgusted that I'd want to beat myself up too."

"Aaaaah, this is outrageous!" the bearded bald man yelled, waving his fists as he charged forward.

The handsome man remained motionless, while two burly men jumped out from the side and pinned down the person who was lunging at him.

"Young master, should we chop it up and feed it to the fish?" x2
Everyone: "Young Master?!"

"Get a little excited. This river already has monsters; feeding it to fish might just breed something even worse." The handsome man waved his hand. "Let him go."

"Who, who are you?!" The man lying on the ground raised his head.

The handsome man flicked his black fan: "Tan Wenjie, that is, your employer who came here to subdue demons and monsters. By the way, this ship is mine."

"You're the employer, so why didn't you say so earlier? And... who is he?!" The bald man with a thick beard pointed at the flamboyant man posing on the bow of the ship in the distance.

Everyone turned to look at that spot.

A shower of petals drifted by.

"Ah!"

"Damn it, I'm warning you, don't sprinkle it! I'm allergic to pollen!"

The crowd became noisy again, and the cabin was in complete chaos.

"Aren't they your friends?" Tan Wenjie asked, puzzled.

He just liked to throw flowers, and since he promised to clean up and pay his subordinates, he didn't stop him.

"I am a demon hunter." The handsome young man who had been posing at the bow of the boat turned around and said, "Zhao Feijian."

Seeing everyone staring at him in disbelief, Zhao Feijian's lips curled into a smile.

That's exactly the feeling he wanted.

Hearing this name is enough to make you shocked, but why are these people's eyes so wide open and their mouths so wide open? They're about to dislocate their joints!

The wind behind me was a bit strong, so I had to fire the person who did it. They couldn't even do such a simple task as fanning the wind properly, affecting the angle of their clothes fluttering and the arc of their hair flowing!

The wind smells a bit bad. I've said before that I should add some floral perfume when fanning myself. Today, I specially dressed in a refreshing summer outfit to match the environment here, so I should use mandarin orange perfume.

Wait, why is it dark?

"Crack!!"

A giant fish demon broke through the water's surface, opened its mouth and bit off Zhao Feijian along with the bow of the boat, then flicked its tail and disappeared underwater.

The water surged, causing the boat to rock uncontrollably from side to side. The people inside the cabin could not stand steadily, and there was a lot of noise.

"Ouch!" The bald man with the bushy beard was unsurprisingly knocked down again and became a stepping stone.

Inside the ship's cabin, where the crowd could barely stand, he used his body to help stabilize everyone's swaying bodies.

"what!"

"Holy crap, ahhhhhh—!"

The boat jolted violently, and the bearded bald man was flipped over like a pancake.

Immediately, a dense throng of shoes followed.

Once the boat finally stopped rocking and stabilized, he got up and glared angrily at everyone.

"Damn it, which bastard stepped on me just now?!"

His face and body were covered in footprints.

Everyone stared in disbelief, speechless, their expressions exactly the same as when Zhao Feijian was swallowed whole by the fish demon.

"Holy crap!" The bald man with the bushy beard's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned around.

There was nothing behind him.

But then he heard a gust of wind and turned around to see countless fists raining down on him like a storm.

"Damn it, I've disliked him for a long time!"

"Fuck him!"

"Get out of the way, look at the folding stool!"

Tan Wenjie stood at a distance and saw someone take a running start and deliver a flying kick, while someone else used a "bee elbow strike" to grab the bald, bearded man's back and smash him repeatedly.

"Wait, that guy's going to get beaten to death." The young man with the afro tried to stop him, but Tan Wenjie grabbed his hand.

"stop--!!"

One hand was raised high, holding a white cloth that it was waving back and forth. The cloth appeared to be stained with urine, and its shape was somewhat triangular. The crowd dispersed.

"How did you figure out I had a problem?" the bald man with the thick beard asked as he slowly stood up.

Tan Wenjie shook his head: "With your IQ, you can basically say goodbye to being a monster. You should reincarnate and change your profession in your next life."

"What do you mean?"

The young man with the afro next to him promptly tossed out a notice.

The portrait above shows a bald man with a full beard.

“I found it strange when I saw you just now. Sure enough, you are not human. The person in the portrait was beheaded at Caishikou three days ago.”

Everyone looked at the bearded man with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

The bald man with the thick beard sensed something was wrong. His head popped open like a bottle stopper, and a black and red demonic aura emerged from his neck and disappeared into the water.

The water was boiling.

The demon hunters drew their weapons and watched the water warily.

"Bang!"

The ship was struck and rocked from side to side.

Water splashes.

The people on the boat couldn't stand steadily and swayed from side to side, but only the young man with the afro actually fell down and slid from side to side as the boat rocked.

"boom!"

Another collision, this time with even greater force, nearly capsized the entire ship.

"There it is!" The demon hunters all used their best skills.

Some people threw copper bells into the water, some threw yellow talismans, and others threw peach wood swords and whisks...

The water surface crackled and popped, and various explosions continued.

After a while, a huge fish demon corpse floated to the surface of the water.

"Yay! We finally solved it!" The demon hunters clapped and celebrated excitedly.

"No." Only the young man with the afro shook his head slightly.

"This is the fish demon that ate Zhao Feijian, what's wrong with it?"

"Yes, now that we've finished our work, it's time to settle the bill, Mr. Tan."

Tan Wenjie sighed and shook his head: "Look at you, you're in such a hurry again."

The crowd formed a semicircle, surrounding Tan Wenjie and the young man with the afro.

"Young Master!" Several men drew their weapons and looked at them warily.

"Is something wrong?" Tan Wenjie ignored the so-called demon hunters who had revealed their true colors and instead looked at the young man with the afro.

"The fish that died had very weak demonic energy; it was just a bit bigger than other fish. The demon must be someone else."

“You’re only half right,” Tan Wenjie said, looking at the crowd ahead.

As soon as he finished speaking, the people in front of him suddenly raised their hands and grabbed his face, pulling it hard.

The skin underneath is not flesh and blood, but rather animal hair and fangs.

Being so close, and inhaling the rich fragrance emanating from Tan Wenjie, they could no longer suppress their bloodlust and pounced on him together.

"Eat a piece of Tan Wenjie's flesh and you'll live forever!"

"Immortality, immortality, hahaha!"

They pounced at lightning speed, but then flew back even faster. The one who made the move was the woman whose face the afro-haired youth had accidentally buried in her chest.

"Finally, you can't hide your true colors anymore, can you?" She tilted her head and cracked her neck.

"Behold my Unpredictable Flying Ring!"

A string of iron rings flew out, smashing most of the monsters on the ship, whose skin had been torn apart, into scattered wisps of demonic energy. Some of them reacted extremely quickly and jumped into the water.

"You're welcome." She patted Tan Wenjie on the shoulder. "With me here, no monster can hurt you."

Tan Wenjie turned his head to look at the dilapidated ship with the sunroof already opened, then at the woman grinning with her big teeth showing, and finally turned to look at the young man with the afro.

"what happened?"

"We've already wasted a lot of effort because the biggest fish demon in this area hasn't even shown up yet." Tan Wenjie looked around with a serious expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of water puddles and tornadoes appeared.

The boat was being pulled.

The visitors were clearly hostile; the demons obviously intended to drag them into the water to drown them, and then gradually devour them.

"And the ship is about to sink." Tan Wenjie's voice was still very low.

The female demon hunter then pressed, "What should we do?"

She only wanted to help rescue people; she didn't expect to sink the ship. In the end, it's just that the ship is too shabby; it breaks with the slightest touch.

"Why are you all suddenly looking at me?" the young man with the afro asked.

"He's the sugar daddy, and you and I are demon hunters, so what kind of magic do you know?"

"Three Hundred Children's Songs." The young man with the afro pulled out a book.

"what?"

"How about 300 children's songs?"

"Okay! Lie down on the boat and don't move!" She suddenly raised her hand and pressed him onto the deck.

"Huh? Oh."

The young man with the afro obediently lay down, only able to feel the ship shaking and vibrating wildly.

And then came screams of agony.

On the other side, Tan Wenjie sat on the boat watching the waves crashing. The huge water curtain stood before him like a wall, blocking out the sky and the sun.

The surrounding area was filled with moisture.

Is this the monster that the abyss invaded?
It's practically a demon king, with the ability to move mountains and fill seas.

"How are we supposed to fight this?" The female demon hunter next to her felt a chill run down her spine.

A strange fish resembling a tiger rose from the water, eyeing the three people on the wrecked boat with predatory intent.

"Ow!"

With his hand wide open, the wall of water standing before him collapsed with a deafening roar, and an overwhelming sense of oppression descended from above.

The female demon hunter swung her hands rapidly, unleashing a series of unpredictable flying rings in an attempt to shatter the oppressive force of the water.

At the crucial moment, a bead suddenly floated in front, calmly parting the waves.

She quickly turned her head and saw that Tan Wenjie, who had been dressed like a rich young master just a moment ago, was now wearing a red brocade robe and dragging a Vajra sword in his hand.

"What kind of treasure is this?" she asked.

"Water-repelling beads, but the waves are too strong, and water-repelling beads are not enough."

Water-repelling beads can separate seawater, but that doesn't mean they are immune to all water-based attacks.

"Wait, you can use magic too?"

"When did I say I wouldn't?"

Tan Wenjie took a step forward, raised his sword with his right hand and slashed upwards, instantly cutting through the water curtain.

On both sides, the water curtain breaks smoothly like a mirror.

There wasn't a drop of water in the middle.

The fish demon hovering above roared and pounced again, its gaping maw accompanied by a surging wave of water reminiscent of an anime.

"Certainly."

After a moment of calm, the fish demon was suspended in mid-air, its body motionless.

He took a step forward, swung his right hand in a wide arc and flung it forward, sending the Vajra Sword flying out of his hand and piercing through the head of the fish demon that was hovering in the air.

And the fish demon remained completely still throughout, as if it felt no pain whatsoever.

The sword energy pierced through the waves, pierced the dark clouds in the sky, and brought down a ray of sunlight.

The young man with the afro lying on the broken ship's deck and the female demon hunter holding the Unpredictable Flying Ring were both staring in shock at the scene before them.

With a whoosh, the swiftly advancing waves transformed into a torrential downpour in an instant.

The water automatically avoided Tan Wenjie, splashing onto the surface and creating dents, leaving the young man with the afro completely soaked.

After the rain stopped, only a layer of monster corpses floated on the water.

In addition, there were many human corpses. At first glance, some of them looked like they had been dead for at least ten days, and their bodies were already rotting and infested with maggots.

The female demon hunter hung the flying ring back on her wrist and complained to Tan Wenjie, "If you're so good, you might as well catch demons yourself."

"They want to eat me alive. If I don't give them an excuse, how dare they all come together?"

"So you're saying we were unlucky and jumped into your trap? I'm really sorry."

"Hey, I didn't ask for compensation even though you messed things up, and now you're acting so arrogantly. Believe me, I'll draw my thirty-meter-long sword and kill you!"

"Hey, someone come quick! Someone's hitting a woman!"

"Cough cough... ugh," the young man with the afro patted his chest as he climbed up from the dilapidated wooden planks. "Gentlemen, could you wait a bit before you start arguing?"

"What, you feel sorry for me and want to protect me?" The female demon hunter blinked.

The young man with the afro: "..."

He just drank too much water and now misses the land terribly.

"My surname is Duan. What's your name?"

Miss Duan leaped onto the wooden plank, causing the young man with the afro who was standing on the plank to lose his balance and nearly fall over.

Fortunately, she reached out and grabbed Chen Xuanzang's arm in time, preventing him from swallowing a bellyful of water.

"Chen, Chen Xuanzang."

A strong gaze suddenly fell upon them, making Chen Xuanzang very uncomfortable. He turned his head and saw Tan Wenjie seemingly holding something in front of them.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Time to take a picture."

"Photograph?"

"Crack!"

The fill light flashed, the Polaroid camera ejected the photographic paper, and Tan Wenjie gently shook it before handing it to the two of them.

"No need to thank me, but you won't get a single penny as payment for catching this demon."

Miss Duan looked at herself and Chen Xuanzang in the photo and said, "Thank you."

"I already said you're welcome."

"Why is my face here..." Chen Xuanzang leaned forward, only to find that he had accidentally gotten too close to Miss Duan.

"mine."

"Let me take a look."

"It's Mine!"

"I'm just taking a look."

On the water, the two were pulling and tugging at each other.

"In broad daylight, what kind of behavior is this?"

Tan Wenjie shook his head. He rolled up his sleeves and swung his arms around in the water twice, pulling up a tiger-striped fish demon the size of a palm, with a hairpin stuck in it.

"Not dead yet?" He was somewhat surprised.

Although the opponent is the designated "Sha Wujing," the mission only states that you must defeat him, not that you cannot kill him.

Anyone who has ever killed someone knows that killing someone is easy, but ensuring they are seriously injured but not killed is very difficult. He didn't hold back at all just now, and the other party survived only because he was tough.

The fish demon shook its body to indicate that it was not dead.

"Never mind." He casually tossed the fish demon into his treasure pouch.

Whether to braise or steam depends on your appetite and mood.

……

"So all the people on that boat were monsters. They came for Young Master Tan because eating his flesh would grant immortality." After landing, Chen Xuanzang was still counting on his fingers to sort out the cause and effect. "But actually, it was all Young Master Tan's scheme. He deliberately used himself as bait to lure those monsters out."

"That's right, he's a promising young man." Tan Wenjie was very satisfied.

There should be someone like that around to explain their complex and intricate plans, so that they can stand out from the crowd.

Chen Xuanzang asked, "So, Zhao Feijian is really a monster?"

“Oh, no.” Tan Wenjie shook his head. “He really was eaten by a monster. This line of work is very risky.”

He not only saw that Zhao Feijian was human, but also that he was burdened with karmic debts. He believed that Miss Duan had seen it as well, otherwise she would not have stood idly by.

He was such a handsome and flamboyant passerby, it's no wonder he died as cannon fodder.

Chen Xuanzang: "..."

He glanced down at the 300 Nursery Rhymes, thinking that he needed to concentrate on his studies. "I'll study this book first," he decided.

"Until we meet again!" Miss Duan clasped her hands in a fist salute, her gaze fixed on Chen Xuanzang.

Tan Wenjie nudged Chen Xuanzang with his elbow.

"Ah? Oh, right, until we meet again," Chen Xuanzang hurriedly replied.

"Although your skills as a demon hunter are terrible, you're very brave." Miss Duan blinked. "Bye~"

She turned and left gracefully, and Chen Xuanzang subconsciously watched her go.

"Still looking? Why don't we chase after them?"

“Young Master Tan, what are you saying?” Chen Xuanzang turned his head. “How could I possibly do that to her? I am a monk, and I also…”

Tan Wenjie's expression was strange: "I only said to chase after them, I didn't say to do anything else, why are you explaining so much?"

I was worried you'd misunderstand.

"I'm sure I'm not misunderstanding anything. If the two of us stand together, she'll definitely choose me."

Chen Xuanzang, indignant, retorted, "What if you choose me?"

"That means she has ulterior motives. Maybe she wants to cut off your kidney, or capture you and make you into a male prostitute in a succubus's cave."

"Juice Man, what's that?"

"Don't ask, kid."

"I am a monk."

"Asking again would be breaking the precept against lust."

"Oh."

"……"silence.

After walking for a while, Chen Xuanzang turned around and asked, "Young Master Tan, why have you been following me?"

Tan Wenjie replied, "Is it okay if it's on my way?"

“Alright.” Chen Xuanzang suddenly stopped, and Tan Wenjie stopped as well.

Chen Xuanzang continued forward, and Tan Wenjie followed.

He suddenly squatted down and pretended to tie his shoelaces. When Tan Wenjie also squatted down, he suddenly started running and sprinted.

And Tan Wenjie followed without even acting.

After running for a while, Chen Xuanzang felt like his lungs were on fire, so he put his hands on his knees, opened his mouth wide, and breathed hard.

"And...and you said you weren't with me!"

Tan Wenjie: "This isn't a road only you can walk."

This man was incredibly stubborn and shameless, and coupled with his exceptional strength, Chen Xuanzang ultimately concluded that he was no match for him.

"Young Master Tan, what do you want?"

"I'd like to meet your master."

"he?"

You only have this one request, why didn't you say so sooner? (End of Chapter)