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"Master Tan, why are you speaking so hesitantly?" Long Kui asked curiously.

Tan Wenjie: "I have a friend who wants to forge a precious sword."

"Master Tan, is the friend you're talking about yourself?"

"Is it that obvious?" Tan Wenjie asked in surprise.

Longkui is probably a brainless brother-obsessed person, and her sudden guessing and calculations caught him somewhat off guard.

Once they become smart, they're not so easy to fool.

“That.” Long Kui raised her finger and carefully pointed to a bundle of swords next to Tan Wenjie.

Any one of these weapons would be a top-tier divine weapon coveted by everyone in the mortal world, but now they are bundled together like a pile of worthless goods, casually carried by Tan Wenjie.

All that's missing is a carrying pole to carry it.

Longkui: "Master Tan, do you want me to sacrifice myself to the sword?"

“Of course not.” He cleared his throat and said seriously, “If you insist on jumping, there’s nothing I can do. Actually, I don’t really like using a sword.”

He felt it was necessary to emphasize this.

There are countless treasures in the myriad worlds, and he can take whatever treasure he wants, but he is unwilling to do anything that makes him uncomfortable.

True freedom and ease lie not in what you can do, but in not doing what you don't want to do.

Offering oneself as a sacrifice to the sword might result in another death, with both body and soul destroyed, but what if one consumes a golden elixir?

We can get more goods from Laozi later; it shouldn't be a problem.

“I can consecrate the sword,” Long Kui said earnestly. “However, I have a small request. Master Tan, could you find the reincarnation of my elder brother? A thousand years ago, his name was Long Yang.”

"It's not as bad as you think."

“I have only one wish: to see him again, but I know he definitely won’t recognize me,” Longkui said firmly. “After that, I am willing to sacrifice myself for the sword.”

Seeing her resolute expression, Tan Wenjie nodded and said, "Okay."

Just as they left, everyone on Mount Shu breathed a sigh of relief; the great evil star was finally gone.

……

Yuzhou City.

Jing Tian has been living a carefree life lately. Ever since he demonstrated a sword control technique that day, he has been regarded as an honored guest by the Tang Family Fortress. In order to win him over, some people in the Tang Family Fortress even secretly promised to make Jing Tian the manager of Yong'an Pawnshop.

Jing Tian was still hesitant about whether to agree. After all, taking back Yong'an Pawnshop was his wish, and it was all for the sake of the Tang Clan. Did it really matter who the sect leader was? Especially when he thought of that arrogant and domineering young lady.

Why would I want her?!

Jing Tian tapped his head.

How can trivial matters of personal affection compare to one's career?

No, he and that dignified Miss Tang had absolutely no romantic feelings for each other.

The shopkeeper, Zhao Wenchang, somehow heard rumors and his attitude towards Jing Tian changed drastically. He ignored Jing Tian even though Jing Tian slept until noon every day.

He goes out to play during the day and practices swordsmanship in his dreams at night.

Jing Tian knew very well who he had all to offer, so he practiced diligently every night without fail.

With the weather sunny and in a good mood, Jing Tian put the arrogant and domineering young lady out of his mind and thought that he would have a nice meal and some drinks when he got back today.

Otherwise, I would have to go to sleep with a heavy heart every night.

Just as they turned into a small alley, a mysterious figure completely hidden in a cloak blocked Jing Tian's path.

"That thing is on you."

Jing Tian turned around and looked behind him, then asked, "Are you talking to me?"

"I've come to tell you something. You will witness the horrific state of humanity three hundred days from now." As he spoke, the man rushed in front of Jing Tian and pulled something out of his sleeve.

The instant he raised his hand, Jing Tian made a move almost instinctively.

There is a flaw!
Countless deaths in his dreams allowed Jing Tian to develop a unique swordsmanship. It had no fixed moves, but relied on fixed sword techniques such as sword control to defend and counterattack with absolute efficiency.

Efficiency, fast enough, a single, decisive blow.

The instant he raised his wrist, Jing Tian had already poked his finger at the other person's head, grabbed the other person's wrist with his left hand, and even raised his knee in a strange posture, twisting his body into a ball and slamming it forward.

"hiss--"

The man in black robes seemed surprised that Jing Tian could actually retaliate, and hurriedly turned around to block him by bracing himself with his left foot.

Their knees collided, and they separated.

"What is this? An antique? It doesn't seem like it." Jing Tian held up a painting and examined it curiously.

The man in black robes was surprised that while confronting him, Jing Tian had also managed to snatch the painting from his hands.

This is completely different from what he knows; something must have gone wrong.

Amidst the clang of swords, a beam of sword light shot out.

"Yu Jian, are you from Mount Shu?"

The opponent did not respond, but only attacked with their sword.

Jing Tian was surprised to see the sword light, and quickly opened the sword box and ejected a flying sword.

The two swords clashed and clashed in mid-air, sparks flying everywhere.

When footsteps approached, both sides quickly stopped fighting, as if nothing had happened.

The visitor was He Biping, a shop assistant at Yong'an Pawnshop.

"Jing Tian, ​​what are you doing? We have guests."

While pulling Jing Tian, ​​He Biping even smiled and nodded at the man in black robes.

As Jing Tian was being dragged away from the alley, he asked, "Did Zhao Wenchang send you to find me?"

"What does this have to do with the shopkeeper?" He Biping quietly turned his head to look back, and only after making sure the other party hadn't followed did he ask in a low voice, "Jing Tian, ​​why did you get into a fight with someone?"

“I don’t know him. He just attacked me suddenly. But that person seems to be from Mount Shu. I guess he thinks I stole the Mount Shu sword technique.” Jing Tian said nonchalantly, “I learned it all in my dreams. I’m not afraid even if they come to Mount Shu to argue with me.”

He had learned swordsmanship and possessed considerable skill, a time when he should be proud.

"Biping, what brings you here?"

“Oh, I remember now,” He Biping said. “The person who pawned the sword box to you for a penny last time has come again, and he brought a beautiful girl with him.”

"What? Why didn't you say so sooner!" Jing Tian turned and ran.

"Hey, wait for me!"

The two ran towards Yong'an Pawnshop.

On the rooftop, the man in black robes overheard the entire exchange.

"The person who changed Jing Tian's fate? Could it be someone who, like me, has never appeared before?"

He immediately followed, wanting to find out what was going on.

When Jing Tian rushed back to Yong'an, he saw Zhao Wenchang enthusiastically introducing the treasure in the pawnshop, a flowing, wide-sleeved fairy dress.

The customer who once lent a sword for a penny is now sitting and drinking tea, while a quiet and gentle girl is gazing at the dress with a look of reminiscence.

"This dress costs only 100,000 taels."

Jing Tian nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

What a paltry 100,000 taels!

The dress is indeed an antique, but not that old. Saying it's an antique from thousands of years ago is just a sales tactic; it's merely a replica of a flowing, wide-sleeved fairy dress.

"Okay, 100,000 it is." The guest sitting and drinking tea said casually.

Jing Tian's eyes widened. As expected, money talks. He believed that even if he became the richest man in Yuzhou City one day, he still couldn't do this.

"Brother Wang!"

Hearing the voice, the girl turned around and looked at Jing Tian with surprise.

But after running a few steps forward, he stopped.

"what's your name?"

"Miss, my name is Jing Tian."

"You don't recognize me? Yes, you don't recognize me."

Jing Tian: "..."

The little girl is quite pretty, but her head looks a bit off.

"Give her the dress. I have to go out for a bit. I'll be back in a bit." The guest got up and left.

However, as soon as the person left, Jing Tian and Zhao Wenchang became anxious.

Finally, I've found a sucker. Does he not intend to buy it, but what's the point of leaving the little girl here?

Jing Tian asked cautiously, "Miss, do you still want this dress?"

"My name is Longkui."

"Miss Longkui, do you still want the dress? I can give you a discount."

Zhao Wenchang, standing nearby, glared angrily.

Although he had heard rumors that Jing Tian was going to replace him as the new manager of Yong'an Pawnshop, as long as he didn't step down, Jing Tian would have to listen to him.

"No need, Master Tan gave me the money." Long Kui took out a thick stack of silver notes and handed them all to Jing Tian. "Is this enough?"

Jing Tian glanced at the number on the first silver note, his heart pounding wildly, his mouth dry.

Take another look at the thickness of the banknotes.

Jing Tian nodded repeatedly: "That's enough, we don't need that many."

Longkui: "Here you go. I'm going to go with him after today, and I'm afraid we'll never see each other again."

"Is this the money you received for selling yourself?" Jing Tian's mouth gaped slightly.

Throughout his life, Jing Tian had things he did and things he didn't do.

But he soon realized something was wrong. What girl would need so much money, unless he was buying a princess?

“No, he gave this to me so I could spend it however I wanted,” Longkui said. “I used to live in the palace and never spent any money, so I didn’t know what I could buy.”

Living in the palace, you really think you're a princess?

Jing Tian is now certain that the little girl in front of him might not be mentally sound.

Thinking that he had made a great deal for a penny and learned a whole set of skills in his dream, he shook his head and said, "I don't need that much. You can give me three thousand taels for this dress."

"Three! Thousand! Taels!?" Zhao Wenchang's voice was so loud it sounded like a chicken being strangled. "You might as well just give it to her for free!"

“You have been reincarnated, yet you remain the same.” Longkui smiled and nodded. “Whatever you say, that’s all.”

When they met again after a thousand years, she was unwilling to argue with her brother, so she went along with him in everything.

Jing Tian took the silver notes, counted out the money, and stuffed the rest back into Long Kui's hand.

Is there a place to change clothes?

"This is an antique! You're going to wear it?"

He suddenly realized that his inexplicable regret was completely wishful thinking. Who has ever seen someone wearing antiques, let alone their price?

This outfit could very well have been worn by a dead person.

"I'll take you there, come with me."

Who cares about all that? I'll just take the money and get the job done.

……

As Tan Wenjie left Yong'an Pawnshop, he looked up and saw a figure in black robes standing on the roof.

The other person happened to see him too, and in the instant their eyes met, Tan Wenjie's figure had already disappeared.

Raise your hand again and gently pat the other person's shoulder.

The black robe was lifted by the wind created when Tan Wenjie raised his hand, revealing a face that looked exactly like Jing Tian's.

The only person who could resemble the TV series version of Jing Tian is the TV series version of Li Xiaoyao.

Tan Wenjie asked curiously, "The Dream of Returning Souls?"

The unique time-traveling magic of the Legend of Sword and Fairy world, the Return of the Soul Dream.

"It seems not."

Li Xiaoyao: "..."

He studied under the Drunken Sword Immortal and later learned skills from the Sword Saint and others. After going through countless hardships, he is now at his strongest. However, when Tan Wenjie's palm pressed on his shoulder, Li Xiaoyao found that he dared not move.

For example, a serow was bitten on the back of its neck by a lion.

Tan Wenjie remained calm in the face of Li Xiaoyao, who had a grudge against him for "stealing his wife." Zhao Ling'er was also different from Zhao Ling'er.

Tan Wenjie: "Want to have dinner together?"

Li Xiaoyao nodded with difficulty, even though he didn't want to.

Only after Tan Wenjie disappeared and left did Li Xiaoyao finally breathe a sigh of relief.

This operation was not as easy as he had expected; indeed, uncontrollable situations arose every time he traveled through the area.

Have a meal?

All he wants now is to escape.

With this person's help, Jing Tian will definitely be able to easily defeat the Evil Sword Immortal without needing to interfere himself.

In fact, when Li Xiaoyao discovered that Jing Tian was actually fighting him to a standstill, he felt that it wouldn't take much effort for him to defeat the Evil Sword Immortal.

……

At Yong'an Pawnshop, Long Kui had just changed into a flowing, wide-sleeved fairy dress.

She must have already shown it to Jing Tian and the others; her eyes were brimming with joy, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.

Seeing Tan Wenjie return, Long Kui stepped forward and asked, "How did it go?"

Tan Wenjie circled her twice and nodded: "Not bad, it really seems tailor-made for you."

Longkui's smile became even more pronounced.

She said, "Thank you for helping me find my brother. I can go to offer sacrifices to the sword today."

"Don't make it sound like I'm heartless," Tan Wenjie said. "I'm just in a bit of a rush. I'll come again next time."

He's busy with duels with Chonglou to hone his skills, and vying for the world's spiritual pearls, etc. Otherwise, he could let Longkui spend more time with her brother; he's always been a very kind-hearted person.

But after showing compassion, there's no time to hesitate when it's time to jump into the furnace.

Longkui: "Next time?"

Offering oneself as a sacrifice to the sword—there probably won't be a next time.

As the two reached the door to leave, Jing Tian rushed out: "Distinguished guests, you must come again another day!"

Finding a furnace to practice swordsmanship is not easy, but if you ask Chonglou for help, the difficulty drops drastically.

The furnace was burning, and Tan Wenjie threw the sword in all at once.

The furnace, heated by the Samadhi True Fire, began to crack slightly.

Having already experienced furnace jumping, Longkui took a deep breath, preparing her emotions.

Chonglou stood beside Tan Wenjie: "Using a woman as a sacrifice to the sword?"

Tan Wenjie retorted, "If you can forge divine weapons, can't you use women?"

"Alright, I look forward to fighting you in the New Immortal Realm."

"I'll kill you until you scream in agony."

"Hahahaha!"

Longkui closed her eyes, about to jump.

"Hey, wait a minute, I just remembered there's something else." Tan Wenjie beckoned to Long Kui, "Come here."

"I'll eat this golden pill first. There's an old man who wholesales this stuff, and I also know a monkey who has connections to get a batch of it."

Longkui took the golden pill in a daze and put it in her mouth.

"Go."

"Yes."

She closed her eyes and leaped into the furnace. Her consciousness was instantly engulfed by the flames, but the expected burning pain did not occur. When Longkui opened her eyes again, she was standing in the center of the broken pieces of the furnace.

The flames had died down, but a sword still hovered in front of her.

"Magic sword?"

It resembles the Demon Sword in appearance, but is sharper and more durable.

The previously severed connection has been successfully re-established.

【Divine Demon Sword (Divine Weapon): A top-tier divine weapon that fuses numerous divine weapons, possessing unparalleled sharpness in the world. Damage +20, Defense +20, Speed ​​+1, Damage against ghosts and evil spirits +11. Special Features: Sharpness +20; Special Feature: Sword Aura (Can release sword aura); Passive: Carrying the Sword (Damage +50% when wielding the sword); Skill: Split Yin and Yang (Can break through the gate between Yin and Yang, allowing passage between them); Comes with a stun attack; Bound Sword Spirit: Long Kui】

Tan Wenjie: "..."

He quickly pulled out a golden hoop.

"Longkui, look at you, you're not wearing any decorations, it's too plain. I'll give you a beautiful golden headband." (End of Chapter)