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"I originally wanted to interact with you as an ordinary person, but all I got in return was disrespect. Now that you've recognized me, fine, I'll lay my cards on the table..."

Tan Wenjie cleared his throat and found that the members of the Thunderbolt Hall were trembling and lying on the ground.

"Forget it, let's all go."

They managed to create several clones, who then joined them in taking down the Thunderbolt Hall's headquarters.

Since Thunderbolt Hall and Tang Family Fort are comparable, their warehouses must contain even more good stuff.

The members of the Thunderbolt Hall, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, stood up and ran away.

Others had no objection either; the young men and women, just starting out, still had some resistance to murder and arson.

"Brother Jie, what was that move you just made called?" Jing Tian leaned closer to Tan Wenjie. "He hit you, so why did he die?"

It wasn't that he was greedy and couldn't handle more; rather, he unexpectedly discovered that he didn't actually enjoy swordsmanship that much. He could even wipe out the enemy while asleep and being attacked, which suited his style as Young Master Jing quite well.

Want to learn!

"Oh, because I have built-in anti-armor."

With Tan Wenjie's current physical abilities, talents, and passive skills, he can make ordinary monsters and demons hesitate to approach him even if he stands still.

"Ah Tian, ​​don't try to do too much at once. You are best suited to using a sword."

Jing Tian nodded solemnly: "I understand, Brother Jie."

Seeing Jing Tian regain his high spirits, Tan Wenjie swallowed all the words he had prepared. It seemed that Jing Tian could produce and sell his own "Handsome Duck Soup" without needing his encouragement.

"Hero Tan, thank you so much for your help today!" Tang Xuejian said.

Her arrogance seems to be triggered only when she is facing Jing Tian.

"You're welcome. Without your information, I wouldn't have gotten rich."

"What information?"

Tang Xuejian was skeptical.

Tan Wenjie plucked a hair and casually asked, "Nothing, where are you planning to go next?"

Tang Xue asked in confusion, "Master Tan, why did you pull out your own hair and throw it out just now?"

"Haha, you've misread it."

"Master Tan, what kind of magic are you using?"

"It's just an itchy hand, don't overthink it."

"Master Tan, your hair has turned into a human! He looks just like you, and he's even chasing after that group from the Thunderbolt Hall."

Tang Xuejian was astonished by the power of Tan Wenjie's magic, while Jing Tian began to ponder again the words Tan Wenjie had said earlier.

Swordsmanship is Tan Wenjie's least forte.

Maybe he really wasn't exaggerating.

"Master Tan, did you deliberately let those Thunderbolt Gang members escape so you could wipe them all out in one fell swoop?"

"Of course not!" Tan Wenjie shook his head. "I value integrity above all else. If I say I'll let them go, I will definitely let them go."

Tang Xuejian: "..."

Before things had even calmed down for a while, Tan Wenjie's clone had already returned from underground.

The clone appeared in front of him, transformed into a strand of hair, and automatically burrowed back onto his head.

A mountain of various medicinal herbs, poisonous plants, gold, silver and jewels was piled up.

Jing Tian's eyes widened: "Hiss—"

Tang Xuejian, who was standing next to her, didn't say anything, but her eyes darted around.

"Ahem." Tan Wenjie waved his hand and put everything away.

The spiritual energy in this place is so abundant that humans and gods live separately without interfering with each other. Resources have expanded, and the distinction between the martial arts world and cultivators is not clear, which has allowed organizations like the Thunderbolt Hall to amass great wealth.

In the world of the Lotus Lantern, even a small valley has local deities and mountain gods guarding it, and any spiritual fruit can be pre-ordered by fate.

"Alright, no matter why the Thunderbolt Gang is chasing you, you're definitely safe now," Tan Wenjie said. "We'll meet again someday."

"Brother Jie, where are you planning to go next?"

"The world is so big, of course you can go wherever you want."

Robbery and plunder to improve one's cultivation.

Jing Tian looked on with envy, realizing that his martial arts skills were too poor and he had no money, so he couldn't be as carefree as Brother Jie.

Besides, he had promised Miss Tang that he would accompany her on her adventures, so he had to keep his word.

"Ahem, I heard that there seems to be a branch of the Thunderbolt Hall in Binhua." Tang Xuejian turned to Jing Tian and said, "That's exactly the direction we're going."

Tan Wenjie smiled and shook his head: "Miss Tang, this kind of seduction method is too low-level, but then again... Thunderbolt Hall has committed many evils, even ambushing people while they are asleep. Binhua? I'll go there too!"

"..."X2
Is this the key point?

You really just wanted an excuse to rob and plunder, didn't you? Thunderbolt Hall is really unlucky.

With Tan Wenjie's involvement, at least their safety was guaranteed, and Jing Tian and Tang Xuejian breathed a sigh of relief.

It feels so good to be clinging to someone's leg.

“I know how to get there,” Tang Xuejian said. “We can take a boat downstream to Binhua. I’ve been there before.”

Jing Tian definitely wouldn't have any objections, and Tan Wenjie certainly wouldn't care.

They needed to rent a boat to get to Binghua.

……

"Isn't this ship a bit too big?"

At the dock, Jing Tian looked up at the enormous cruise ship in front of him.

He had never been on such a magnificent ship before.

"What's this?" Tan Wenjie shook his head, looking disappointed. "I'm not comfortable lying on a boat that's too small."

"What's wrong?" Jing Tian asked, puzzled.

The boat was rocking and swaying, making me feel a little dizzy.

"It seems a bit extravagant," Tang Xuejian said softly.

Even as the eldest daughter of the Tang family, she had never been so wasteful.

But considering that Tan Wenjie had just robbed a branch of the Thunderbolt Gang, it wouldn't hurt to use some of that money to rent such a large ship.

The boat was laden with fresh fruits and vegetables, and there were even people playing musical instruments and dancing.

Just as Tang Xuejian was about to look down on Tan Wenjie, Tan Wenjie waved his hand and told them all to leave.

He truly is a master and a hero; I had misunderstood him.

One must be morally upright and have few desires to have such self-cultivation at such a young age.

Tan Wenjie: "Change to a different batch."

Tang Xuejian: "..."

Jing Tian: "..."

Hua Ying: "?"

“Young master, we have lost our ship. Several of our crew members are unwell, and two are on maternity leave. We were afraid of offending your eyes.”

"It even resulted in a death." Tan Wenjie waved his hand. "Never mind, it's alright."

He was only interested in the ship's amenities, especially with Tang Xuejian by his side; ordinary girls were beneath his notice.

Sitting in the cabin, Tan Wenjie cast a divination for himself.

Today is an auspicious day for everything; it's the luckiest day in recent years.

Luck +3

The gates of hell are open!

Journey to the West: Demon Extermination Special Prize Pool.

The man I hate most is handsome Zhu Bajie (Pigsy).

Health +1000
Mana +200
[Becoming half-beast, half-demon due to resentment—Sha Wujing]

Health +300
Mana +100
Water magic damage +1
"Back in the day, I hacked my way from the South Heavenly Gate all the way to the East Road of Penglai—Sun Wukong"

Health +5000
Mana +800
Physical Strength +2
Body Defense +2
【Child, child, why are you so bad? - Xuanzang】

Health +2
Mana +1000
Tathagata Palm +1
You have mastered "Buddha's Palm" level 9 and have gained some enlightenment regarding it.

Tathagata Palm Lv10: A peerless palm strike born from profound Buddhist enlightenment, where all Buddhas pay homage, consuming 500 stamina; Great Sun Tathagata Palm (requires equipping the Great Sun Tathagata limited skin), attacks are accompanied by lightning, Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, a cycle, and can grab objects for a long time.

【Three Hundred Children's Songs】

It's a very peculiar book, and reading it in an unusual way might yield considerable insights.

While Tan Wenjie was drawing a prize with his eyes closed, Tang Xuejian moved closer to Jing Tian.

"Hey, it seems like Master Tan is sleeping again."

She grew up in Tangjiabao and had seen many martial arts masters, but she had never seen anyone as peculiar as Tan Wenjie. He was lazy, greedy, yet his strength was terrifyingly high; he could kill those who attacked him without doing anything.

"Brother Jie is very powerful." Jing Tian was focused on cleaning his sword.

Since he started practicing the techniques given to him by Tan Wenjie, he has become increasingly adept at using the sword.

The demon sword vibrated and hummed.

The jacaranda trees nearby were also chirping incessantly.

"What's wrong?" Jing Tian asked, puzzled.

He was patted on the arm.

"Look!"

Following the direction Tang Xuejian was pointing, they saw a jumble of random things suddenly appear around Tan Wenjie.

Such as rakes, iron bars, swords, walking sticks, etc.

Tan Wenjie swept everything away with a flick of his wrist, leaving only the golden cudgel.

[Golden Cudgel (Divine Weapon) +4: The Golden Cudgel used by the Monkey King Sun Wukong five hundred years ago; it can be sized as desired and is indestructible.]

A white-grade weapon with a rarity of "red" is vastly different from the "I love you for ten thousand years" version of the Golden Cudgel in Tan Wenjie's hand.

As for rakes, flying swords, and the like, they are not worth mentioning. They can only be melted down in the furnace and refined into materials to avoid waste.

"Buzz."

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Jing Tian suddenly shouted.

The demonic sword in his hand trembled violently out of control.

"Certainly."

Tan Wenjie froze the demonic sword with one finger, then grabbed at it from a distance, and a ragged ghostly figure flew out of the sword.

A voice seemed to suddenly ring in my ears.

A thousand years have passed since I awoke from my dream; my robes are disheveled, and the wind is biting cold.

Black nightshade.

A thousand years ago, the princess of the Jiang Kingdom devoted herself to sword forging, only wanting to find her brother.

Jing Tian is the reincarnation of his elder brother, Long Yang.

"Brother!" Long Kui rushed over to Jing Tian as soon as she saw him.

"Hey, what are you doing? Who are you?" Tang Xuejian immediately stopped her.

Jing Tian felt completely overwhelmed.

Only Tam Man-kit found it interesting; it's good to be a spectator in the front row.

It's not that Tan Wenjie suddenly went from not being a picky eater to dieting, but rather that he never... rarely, only occasionally NTR'd someone. One should still have principles.

Longkui quickly begins to recount her origins, leaning forward to provide an introduction.

"I was from a thousand years ago... like this, like that..."

The story is long, but Longkui seems to have rehearsed the scene of reuniting with her brother many times, and the backstory is told very smoothly.

Jing Tian: "Brother Jie, she, she..."

“What she said is all true.” Tan Wenjie nodded, giving the pseudo-official confirmation.

That's the fun in having high cultivation and strength. It's like an old man telling "old sayings," which always makes people believe it without them even realizing it, even if it's made up.

Suddenly, Longkui's body flashed, and her blue hair turned red.

“You smell so good.” Hongkui said to Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie looked at her without hesitation. Putting aside how tattered her clothes were after a thousand years, and why a female ghost would have tattered clothes, the fact that her temperament could affect her bra size was very illogical.

Fortunately, this wasn't originally a scientific world.

"How is it? Does it look good?" Longkui's voice was like a hook coated with honey.

"Are you... are you alright?" Jing Tian was still a little confused, not understanding why the well-behaved girl had suddenly become so alluring.

Tan Wenjie: "So-so."

Whether objectively or subjectively speaking, in terms of figure and temperament alone, Long Kui is not even in the top tier among the many beauties he knows; Su Daji would easily outshine her.

"A little girl pretending to be an adult." He shook his head, uninterested.

He couldn't help but glance at her white thighs a couple of times out of instinctive respect, but turning his head away now showed that he was genuinely uninterested.

Hongkui: "You!"

"Hmm." The red on Longkui's body suddenly faded and turned blue again.

"elder brother?"

"How do you keep changing?" Jing Tian asked.

"What transformation? Longkui doesn't understand~"

The older brother and younger sister gathered together, but Tan Wenjie lost interest after watching the excitement for a while. It used to be that the younger sister would always revolve around him.

It has to be said that in a world of this scale, the protagonist's halo is truly formidable.

The Demon Sword had a strong desire for the Golden Cudgel, which reminded Tan Wenjie of a possibility: the cultivation of the Demon Sword.

This is a feature found in the game Sword and Fairy 3, where the power of the Demon Sword is gradually enhanced by sacrificing weapons.

If this exists, then it means that other things also exist.

"Master Tan, that's a ghost!" Tang Xuejian approached Tan Wenjie. "Are you sure there's no danger?"

Tan Wenjie: "..."

He never acts as a wingman for anyone.

"What if they suddenly attack us?" Tang Xuejian continued to ask.

"Anyway, you can't beat her, so why think so much?"

Tang Xuejian: "..."

That makes perfect sense.

She definitely preferred talking to Jing Tian; even arguing with him was more interesting than talking to Tan Wenjie.

Jing Tian is flanked by girls on both sides, while Tan Wenjie sits alone on this side.

The ship sped along and soon arrived in Binhua.

"Brother Jie, it seems we have to part ways here."

Jing Tian knew he couldn't keep bothering Tan Wenjie. Although Tan Wenjie pretended to be very interested in the Thunderbolt Hall, he knew that Tan Wenjie was actually just worried about him and had deliberately escorted him all the way.

There is no never-ending feast.

Tan Wenjie: "..."

You have girls standing on either side of you, and you really don't feel the pain of standing while you talk.

At this moment, Tan Wen realized just how awful he had been. Next time he was talking to someone else while hugging a girl, he would be as arrogant as possible and pass the blame to others.

"gone."

Tan Wenjie waved his hand, his attention now entirely focused on exploiting the world of Legend of Sword and Fairy.

"I hope Brother Jie has a safe journey." Jing Tian said, watching Tan Wenjie's figure. "Brother Jie truly lives up to his reputation as a master of the martial arts world; he didn't even look back when he left."

He suddenly felt a burning sensation in his eyes.

I'm still too young. I'm not used to parting. I hope that after I've ventured out into the world, I'll be more composed and able to handle parting.

Jing Tian suddenly asked in confusion, "But why is Brother Jie running so fast?"

He suddenly had an epiphany.

Perhaps Brother Jie is running and crying right now.

So he was just putting on a show of nonchalance. He finally felt a little better.

"Don't be too happy yet," Tang Xuejian's voice came from the side, tinged with resentment.

Jing Tian asked in confusion, "What?"

"The money... we haven't paid for the boat fare yet."

"Miss Tang, didn't we agree that you would provide room and board?"

"But who knew that Master Tan would rent such a huge boat!" Tang Xuejian exclaimed, her cheeks puffed out. "How could I possibly have that much money in my pocket!"

She had initially assumed that Tan Wenjie would pay for it, as she had strongly insisted that they not rent such a large space. However, the man ran away as soon as he landed.

"Huh?" The boss on deck turned his head. "What? You have no money!"

We've taken the boat ride and eaten, and now they say they have no money.

Jing Tian: "Wait... Brother Jie, Brother Jie, wait a minute!" (End of this chapter)