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"Sir?" Li Xiaoyao asked tentatively, waving his hand slightly in front of Tan Wenjie.

He felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and he clenched his buttocks slightly.

Could it be...?
Tan Wenjie smiled and waved to Li Xiaoyao. As Li Xiaoyao approached, Tan Wenjie raised his clenched right hand and, under Li Xiaoyao's puzzled gaze, held up the middle finger.

You dare to try and steal Ling'er?

Li Xiaoyao suddenly tilted his head back and dodged.

"Sir, what do you mean by this?"

"You're in for a bloody disaster."

"You can tell fortunes?" Li Xiaoyao scoffed, certain that the man in front of him was just jealous of his good looks.

"Yes, you'll marry a beautiful wife, inherit this inn and become its manager, and have a healthy, chubby son." Tan Wenjie nodded confidently.

Li Xiaoyao rolled his eyes: "Do you even need to tell me? My aunt only has me as her successor, so this inn must be mine."

Although he was annoyed by Tan Wenjie's boasting, he didn't dislike talking to him; perhaps this is the mutual appreciation between handsome men.

What is yours?

A sinister voice came from behind Li Xiaoyao.

He turned his head sharply, looked at the furious Aunt Li, and immediately forced a smile: "This customer is ordering food."

Aunt Li subconsciously looked at Tan Wenjie.

“No,” Tan Wenjie shook his head. “He just said that this inn will be his sooner or later, and Brother Xiaoyao also said that the owner of this inn is someone…”

He suddenly drew out the sound.

Aunt Li: "What is it?"

Tan Wenjie said, "Rakshasa witch."

"Rakshasa-ghost-ha ...

"Ah, Auntie, have mercy!"

Li Xiaoyao ran ahead, Aunt Li chased after him, and Tan Wenjie watched this scene with a smile.

This kind of life suits Li Xiaoyao, so he should leave the heavy task of picking up girls to himself. The only problem is that he is not very good at using a sword.

"How about renaming it 'The Legend of the Immortal Sword and Heroes' or 'The Legend of the Immortal Chicken and Heroes'?"

It's more likely he's riding an electric chicken than flying around on a sword.

The Black Miao people at the next table were puzzled, wondering why the inn was suddenly on the show.

After a while, Aunt Li finished another round of parent-child interaction activities, and Li Xiaoyao, with a bruised and swollen face, served the dishes.

"The chicken soup is here."

Just as Li Xiaoyao placed the chicken soup in front of Tan Wenjie's table, he saw Tan beckoning.

He immediately took two steps back: "Don't try to trick me!"

They met by chance, but the other party betrayed them and tried to kill them.

“I didn’t order chicken soup,” Tan Wenjie said, pointing to the soup on the table.

"This is our chicken soup," the Black Miao people at the next table waved.

Li Xiaoyao immediately put on a smile and delivered the chicken soup. Compared to Tan Wenjie, the Black Miao people were much easier to talk to, showing concern and care, which made Li Xiaoyao feel cared for after a long time.

I absolutely must not serve chicken soup with saliva added next time.

"Wow, the chicken soup here tastes really good."

"Yes, I've never had anything this delicious before."

"It reminds me of the girls in the village, their gentle feet stepping on my lips."

The Black Miao people praised it highly.

Li Xiaoyao subconsciously breathed on his hand and then brought it to his nose to sniff.

Is the taste really that strong?

He had smelled the feet of the two only girls in the fishing village, the Ding sisters. The smell... ugh—

"Brother Zhang, what brings you here?" Li Xiaoyao turned around and saw a long-faced man walking towards him.

His face was weathered, and his eyes were full of honest, reliable, and willing-to-take-the-bad-lose-lose attitude.

"I've come to return the money." Zhang Si found Tan Wenjie. "Young master, the money you gave me is far too much. I can't accept it. That ship isn't worth that much."

"When I buy things, I don't look at how much they're worth, but how much I'm willing to pay," Tan Wenjie said casually, waving his hand.

By buying out the right to use the small boat, preventing Li Xiaoyao from going to Immortal Spirit Island, the rest is simple.

Zhang Si stubbornly shook his head: "Absolutely not. Besides, if you give me so much money, I don't know how to spend it. I'll become miserable. My life goal used to be fishing and selling fish, but this money could buy the Li Family Inn. It's too boring."

"What a fine child!" Aunt Li appeared out of nowhere and looked at Zhang Si with admiration. "Xiaoyao, if you don't live up to expectations in the future, I will hand over the inn to Zhang Si."

This thought was so strong that he wished he could kick Li Xiaoyao out right now.

Zhang Si is a good kid in every way, except his chin is too long.

While they were chatting, the Black Miao people were exchanging glances discreetly on the other side.

To conquer Immortal Spirit Island, they must break through the island's protective formation, and they have initially chosen Li Xiaoyao as the target.

The young man looks handsome, and the women on the island might become infatuated with him, making it easier for him to come to the island. Moreover, Li Xiaoyao has an aunt, and if they can use a little poison to knock her out, Li Xiaoyao will have a reason to come to the island.

"To be honest," Tan Wenjie said after looking around, "I've heard there's a fairy island in the sea, where fairies live."

"Do you intend to seek medicine on the island?" Zhang Si asked in surprise.

Tan Wenjie gave Zhao Si with the long chin an approving look; that's the awareness of a straight man.

“That’s right.” He nodded.

“Then I definitely can’t accept this money.” Zhang Si placed a gold ingot on the table.

The golden light immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

They only heard Zhang Si say that he had given too much money, but they didn't expect such a big gold ingot.

Even the Black Miao people who initially wanted to suggest booking the entire inn fell silent. They didn't have that much money in total, so they couldn't muster any real bravado.

It's better to avoid trouble; without money, you don't even have the confidence to be a bad guy.

...So that's where Zhang Si hid the money just now.

"Since you don't want the money," Tan Wenjie turned to Aunt Li, "I'll buy this inn, ma'am. I wonder if this amount of money is enough?"

"That's enough! That's enough!" Aunt Li nodded repeatedly.

That's a huge piece of gold. It's enough to open a luxury restaurant in a big city. Only a fool wouldn't want it.

At worst, once Tan Wenjie buys the inn, she can build another one next to it and run it just as well.

It's just unclear whether the small fishing village has enough visitors.

Let's count on our fingers: Uncle Ding, his two daughters, Wang Xiaohu, Huangfu Ying...

There's also Old Su who sells soy sauce, Fish Lady who sells fish, fruit vendors, Steamed Bun vendor Chen, Vegetable vendor Yang, and Pork butcher Zhang...

Aunt Li perked up. Shengyu Village was a great place. There were more vendors than customers, and the market was not only not collapsing but was even thriving. She absolutely could not leave.

"Now Zhang Si is the owner of this inn." Tan Wenjie patted Zhang Si on the shoulder. "Your job from now on is to run this inn well and marry a good wife."

Zhang Si: "Me?"

Wait a minute, he's just an honest, hardworking fisherman with nothing special about him except for his long chin, yet a pie fell from the sky for him.

“Don’t you feel bored because you have no dreams or life goals?” Tan Wenjie said. “I’ll give you a goal.”

“Um…” Li Xiaoyao raised his hand, “I also have a dream.”

He transformed himself from a young shopkeeper into a homeless wretch, but on the other hand, with so much money, Li Xiaoyao was a rich second-generation heir.

Later on, you can also learn martial arts or something similar.

"Bang~"

A figure stumbled into the inn.

The newcomer reeked of alcohol and was quite drunk.

"Wine, wine!"

"Get this person out of here." Aunt Li's expression changed slightly, and after saying that, she turned to look at Zhang Si.

He's the boss now.

"Xiaoyao, let's give him some more alcohol." Zhang Si was a kind-hearted man and couldn't bear to send the man away.

"it is good."

"Yes, you're all good. If you want to learn..."

The drunken middle-aged man turned his head, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Si, and he thought to himself, "What a long chin."

They saw the Black Miao people again and realized that the visitors were up to no good.

Looking at Aunt Li again, he added in his mind, "She still retains her charm." Finally, he looked at Tan Wenjie.

Om-!
His eyes widened in disbelief, the smell of alcohol dissipated from his head, and his heart pounded wildly.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

Maybe I've mistaken someone for someone else?

He could still remember decades ago, before he had learned any skills, he saw flying swords fill the sky, and a red-haired demon lord and a handsome young man arrived side by side.

Subsequently, the flying sword of Mount Shu hovered in place, unable to advance any further.

The appearance is still the same, but the aura is ordinary, so it may not be that person.

Regardless, he wasn't craving alcohol at all; he just wanted to get away as soon as possible.

He still remembered that afterwards, someone had mentioned in casual conversation that the red-haired man was Chonglou, the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, the strongest being in the Three Realms.

To be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Chonglou, one must be one of the strongest in the world.

"I suddenly remembered that there was still a fire burning in the stove at home, and I forgot to take the firewood out."

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you.

Ultimately, it can only be attributed to a drunkard acting out.

Thanks to this incident, Zhang Si successfully took over the Li Family Inn, and Aunt Li was able to retire early. She even took the initiative to arrange a marriage proposal for Zhang Si to the Ding family.

It just so happens that the Ding family has two daughters. The elder daughter will be given to Zhang Si, and the younger daughter will be betrothed to Li Xiaoyao. It's a win-win situation, keeping the good stuff within the family.

“Young master, I am very good at rowing. Let me take you to Immortal Spirit Island,” Zhang Si offered. “The waves there are too big.”

"Need not."

"Young master, I have to help you since I've accepted your favor..."

"Need not."

"Son..."

"Damn it, if you come any closer, I'll slide tackle and flip your chin off!" Tan Wenjie raised his foot to tackle.

Zhang Si hurriedly covered his chin, wailing, "Young Master, wailing!"

Tan Wenjie asked, "What did he say?"

Li Xiaoyao temporarily acted as translator: "Fourth Brother means, I wish you a safe journey, and the boat keys are with him."

"Easy to say."

Tan Wenjie waved his hand and walked out, saying that it was better to go to Xianling Island sooner rather than later.

He was very busy. His main purpose in returning to the world of Legend of Sword and Fairy was to visit the Cold Marrow Spring Soul to strengthen his magical power as the Emperor of Fengdu.

If he hadn't suddenly realized that it was time for the first installment of the Legend of Sword and Fairy series, Li Xiaoyao might have suddenly come to the island to poach his own men, and he might not have deliberately stayed here.

"and many more!"

Tan Wenjie had not gone far from the inn when the group of Black Miao people hurriedly caught up with him.

"What's wrong?" Tan Wenjie frowned.

He ignored the Black Miao people, simply because he couldn't be bothered with these minor monsters.

Fighting and killing is too bloody, and it might cause new disputes. We should wait until after dark to take action.

"If you want to go to Fairy Spirit Island, do you know that the island has a maze? Without a special method, you will definitely be trapped." The leader thoughtfully took out a hammer. "Use this to break the stone statues on the island, and you can go in and see the fairy."

Tan Wenjie peeked out from behind the other person's buttocks.

There's no hole in the pants, so where did this thing come from?

He held up his right thumb and forefinger, pinching the hammer with a hint of disdain: "Thanks."

[Skybreaker Hammer: Capable of breaking through some maze formations]

"and this."

The other person didn't seem to care, and reached into their pocket, their hand heading towards their armpit.

Rub and scratch.

A glittering golden pill was taken out.

"There's miasma on the island; eating this will make you safer."

"No need," Tan Wenjie said, making no attempt to hide his disdain.

"Very dangerous."

"Damn it, don't think I'm easy to talk to!" Tan Wenjie raised his Skybreaker Hammer, ready to smash someone.

He does not have pica.

"You really don't know what's good for you."

"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat."

They had no choice, and Tan Wenjie was going to the island. After the formation was broken, it didn't matter whether he lived or died.

"Is that all you've got?" Tan Wenjie scoffed and strode toward the dock.

Unlock the door and board the boat to go out to sea.

"I forgot to ask Zhang Si which direction the Immortal Spirit Island is in."

Tan Wenjie shaded his eyes with his hand, blinked, and gazed into the distance.

With ease, their gaze pierced through the vast, boundless sea, successfully spotting a celestial island shrouded in a magic array.

"It's probably in that direction."

He gently paddled the water.

People who have never learned to row are likely to spin in circles.

On the shore, the Miao people looked at Tan Wenjie as if to confirm that he would really come to the island.

Tan Wenjie calmly pushed the oar again.

boom! ——

The waves surged and rolled, like a turbocharger, propelling the small boat toward the boundary where the sky meets the sea, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Ptooey—Ptooey!"

The Miao leader wiped the water off his face.

"I have a feeling something bad is going to happen."

In the blink of an eye, Tan Wenjie had arrived at Fairy Spirit Island.

I briefly experienced the fun of rowing, but it was all because I was too strong and too fast that it ended before I had a chance to fully enjoy it.

They abandoned their bare oars.

For the second half of the journey, he basically used the wind he created with his hands to propel the boat.

When you turn around and look back, you can still see the water that has been broken apart by the boat and has not yet closed up to the two sides.

Stepping onto the island, Tan Wenjie casually put away the Skybreaker Hammer and strode inside.

This level of maze is as fragile as a windowpane. He doesn't need to figure out the direction; he just needs to stride forward and rely on his physical strength to easily break through a path.

Why did the Miao people know about the formation on the island, defeat the people from Shuiyue Palace, and forcibly kidnap Zhao Ling'er, yet still allow Li Xiaoyao to come to the island?

Putting aside the possibility of finding someone to test the waters, the most likely reason is that they were also afraid of being caught by their grandmother, getting married, and then "not saying a word all night."

"Wow."

The sound of splashing water.

Tan Wenjie gazed at the figure bathing in the pool.

The steam filled the air, but it couldn't obstruct his vision.

Do fairies all like to take baths and hide their clothes in places where it's easy for others to steal them?

You can see it clearly without even realizing it.

"what--"

Screams started.

"The thief!"

"A lecherous thief?" Tan Wenjie turned around and looked around. "Where is the lecherous thief!"

He was irreconcilably opposed to lecherous thieves.

"I'm talking about you!" The other person covered their chest with one hand and made a hand seal with the other.

Boom! Thunder and fire descended from the sky.

Tan Wenjie remained standing still when he was struck on the forehead by lightning.

Just kidding, with +43 lightning resistance and being a lightning general in the Thunder Department, why would I be afraid of being struck by lightning? (End of Chapter)