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On a hillside, soldiers and bandits passed through, leaving behind a group of poor people with sallow complexions and barely clothed bodies.

They walked along the mountain path in twos and threes, and before long, a commotion arose again in the group.

"Wow wow."

Dozens of people watched the child crying loudly from hunger. They had also walked for a long time on empty stomachs, and only sighs could be heard from the group.

"If this continues, we won't be able to hold on for much longer."

"or……"

As someone looked at their young child beside them and then at the child of another family in the distance, feeling the hunger in their stomach, a crazy idea began to grow in their mind.

He shook his head, knowing full well that if he opened his mouth, things would get out of control, and then it would be impossible to tell whether these people were human or ghosts.

They walked slowly for quite a while, and then they saw a handsome young Taoist priest with an otherworldly air staring at a pit by the roadside.

Seeing the displaced people approaching, the young Taoist priest stood up and bowed.

"May the Heavenly Venerable grant boundless blessings, fellow lay practitioners. This humble Taoist has been cultivating in the mountains for many years, oblivious to the passage of time. I wonder what era this is, and which emperor is in power?"

The group looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering if they had encountered a deity.
Looking at the Taoist priest, with his red lips, white teeth, and handsome face, it was hard to tell that he was a wild Taoist priest from the desolate mountains.

This person is Tan Wenjie, who has put aside many things in his life and has long been accustomed to it.

This time, returning to the world of Lotus Lantern, I still want to improve my strength. Ideally, I could obtain a powerful demon corpse to prepare for hatching hero units from the two elite soul essences I possess.

Killing some top-tier demons and monsters on my own territory shouldn't be difficult.

A young man with sunken cheeks and pale lips stepped out from the crowd. He cupped his hands and replied, "I only know that the emperor's surname is Liu, and that it is still the world of the Han Dynasty."

Chronologically speaking, it was roughly the Three Kingdoms period, a time when heroes vied for supremacy.

Tan Wenjie understood.

The only things that interested him were the famous generals of the Three Kingdoms period, such as Diao Chan and the two Qiao sisters...

"May I ask what brings you here, sir?" the young man asked.

"Wait until the dates are ripe."

"date?"

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that there was a very short, withered branch on the small mound that Tan Wenjie had been staring at. Even if the tree could be planted, the dates wouldn't ripen in a short time.

The young Taoist priest had sharp eyes. After scanning everyone's faces, he muttered something to himself. The words of a celestial being were hard to understand, but at the end, he said, "You should walk forward. After a while, cross a small hill. Inside, there is a fertile field where you can settle down."

After saying that, he turned into a gentle breeze and disappeared without a trace.

Upon realizing they had truly encountered a deity, the group immediately prostrated themselves on the ground and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you, Immortal Master."

When they looked up again, they found that the small mound the Taoist priest had been squatting down to look at had been replaced by a jujube tree, with bright red jujubes hanging all over the branches.

When a fruit fell to the ground, someone immediately went over, picked one up, and popped it into their mouth.

The sweet taste went down his throat, and his eyes lit up.

Even the feeling of hunger in my stomach disappeared.

The group shared the dates and kowtowed in gratitude for the miracle.

Above everyone's heads, several figures stood atop the celestial clouds.

"No wonder those gods and immortals like to manifest their power," Tan Wenjie remarked.

My casual act had such a huge impact.

Those dates are nothing more than failed products of immortal fruits and spiritual plants. Eating them will not increase any attributes. Ordinary people can only eat them to fill their stomachs. However, they have been cultivated for a long time and are just waste when stored in the warehouse.

Beside him was a junior judge from the Weiling Temple.

"My lord, do you intend to interfere in the war?" The junior judge pointed cryptically to the sky above. "That would be against the will of Heaven."

Tan Wenjie said, "The world will eventually unite after a long period of division, and will eventually divide after a long period of unity. This is the way of fate."

"Master's words are profound and unfathomable." The junior judge breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that his ancestor would not meddle in other people's business.

Tan Wenjie shook his head and said, "What I mean is that if we see poor people coming to us for help, we should help them if we can. I have caused a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace several times, and my relationship with the Heavenly Court has never been very good."

The junior judge: "..."

So that's what it meant. I shouldn't have asked; it was completely unnecessary.

After thinking for a moment, he still advised, "Master, nowadays, the God of Justice Yang Jian governs the Three Realms. It is said that he is ruthless and cruel, and many gods cannot escape his clutches."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Upon hearing this, Tan Wenjie immediately turned and flew away.

"Sir, where are you going?" the junior judge asked quickly.

Unfortunately, they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He sighed and turned to look at the refugees who had already filled their stomachs and arrived near the temple.

If the big shots above just open their mouths, a nobody like him has to run himself ragged.

"Land God, Mountain God!" he shouted, stamping his foot. "Come out, everyone, get to work!"

Even though he was not as high-ranking as the local earth god who was a god of fortune and virtue, he could still easily command officials to do hard labor.

……

Huashan.

Thanks to the meticulous management of the Three Holy Mothers, the green environment here has always been quite good.

Moreover, with a divine artifact like the Lotus Lantern in hand, saving lives and healing the wounded is a piece of cake. This place is much better than other places, and the people here don't look as sickly.

Tan Wenjie landed and quickly changed his clothes.

Fairies love scholars, and having a good skin can quickly increase favorability. Besides, he also reads Liu Bei novels to refresh himself when he's bored. He's a typical loyal reader of "wuxia" and "urban romance" novels.

When they went into the temple to burn incense, no deity responded, which clearly indicated that the Holy Mother of the Three Realms was away from home.

This place is different from other temples like the Weiling Temple, Shengjiang Temple, Leigong Temple, and Dijun Temple. There isn't a single little deity serving here, so it's not easy to ask about anything.

The Heavenly Court's investiture process didn't include any servants, and the Third Holy Mother herself didn't care, so she lived her life alone.

"Ah Jie... Your Majesty, are you also here to see the Third Holy Mother?"

A sound came from behind, and a strong seafood smell could be smelled from a distance.

Tan Wenjie turned around and looked at a familiar face: Ao Tingxin, the fourth princess of the East Sea Dragon Palace, who was a seafood-level rich and beautiful woman who loved to throw treasures at him.

Of course, she still has some shortcomings compared to the other rich and beautiful princess.

Compared to the two of them, Chang'e, who likes to make small snacks, can only be pushed back in the rankings.

If we can't afford the finest delicacies, the mooncakes made with heartfelt care are simply not good enough; the warm-hearted lady must be ranked last.

Tan Wenjie asked in surprise, "Seafood Sister, it's been a while, why are you being so distant?"

Seeing that his attitude remained relaxed and kind, the Fourth Princess breathed a sigh of relief.

"I made plans to go to the West Sea with Yang Chan today. Why isn't she here?"

"I just arrived too," Tan Wenjie shook his head.

Suddenly his gaze sharpened, his eyes sweeping across mountains and seas, and he discovered that Yang Chan was fighting a black bear spirit a hundred miles away.

Tan Wenjie leaped into the sky with a light touch of his toes, and the Fourth Princess hurriedly followed.

We arrived at the mountain forest, above us.

The deafening roars continued unabated.

The Fourth Princess saw a black bear spirit that was as big as a small mountain: "A thousand-year-old black bear spirit? Oh no, Yang Chan is in danger."

Tan Wenjie: "?"

What's so strange about a thousand years of cultivation?

The true protagonist only needs two or three years of cultivation.

Everyone here comes from the era of the Investiture of the Gods, and Yang Chan also has the Lotus Lantern, which is the title of the play, making her virtually unrivaled in the Three Realms.

It should be said that the Black Bear Spirit is in danger.

Yang Chan, who was on the ground, was startled by the black bear demon's attack, and a bear paw as big as a person slammed down.

"boom!"

She braced herself with her hands in front of her, exerted her strength to create a shield, and was then shaken to the ground and forced to retreat continuously.

This black bear demon possessed formidable physical strength, capable of overwhelming the Third Holy Mother in battle.

Just as they stopped to catch their breath, the black, mountain-like figure pounced on them again, like Mount Tai pressing down.

boom!
The ground exploded, and a figure appeared in front of Yang Chan.

Yang Chan was surprised: "Bull Head?"

She naturally recognized the ghost soldiers and underworld officials on duty in the underworld, but this bull-headed one seemed a bit different; his muscles were bulging and his body resembled an iron tower.

But no matter how you look at it, it's nothing more than a bull's head that catches souls.

On the contrary, the appearance of the bull-headed creature made her realize that Tan Wenjie was nearby. Now, only he, the underworld emperor, could easily command the ghost soldiers.

The thousand-year-old black bear spirit had already crashed heavily onto the bull's head.

For a demon king like the Black Bear Spirit, mere underworld soldiers and ghosts are nothing but lords. When he fears them, he will certainly treat them like royalty. But if they really clash head-on, there are very few demon kings in the world who think they are inferior to Sun Wukong.

I could cause chaos in the underworld too.

The bull remained silent, clenching its right fist, and launched an attack with its hook.

"boom!"

The black bear spirit flew backward, and the cracking sound of bones breaking could be heard. Its figure spiraled through the forest, embedded itself in the mountain, and then flew out from the other side as if it had passed through tofu without stopping.

It crashed through two small hills before finally coming to a stop.

"Roar, woof." The black bear spirit got up and shook its head, still finding it hard to believe.

Even the Fourth Princess, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but ask, "Is this still Minotaur?"

Its ferocity is no less than that of Sun Wukong.

Tan Wenjie didn't say anything, but one after another, muscular bull heads appeared from the void, falling from the sky like iron blocks without riding on clouds, kicking up a cloud of dirt and dust.

Upon witnessing this scene, the Fourth Princess subconsciously swallowed, prompting Tan Wenjie, who was standing next to her, to exclaim how wasteful it was.

Ambergris is also a treasure; it would be a waste for a dragon to swallow it.

The Fourth Princess was thinking about something else entirely. If the ghost soldiers under the newly appointed Emperor of Fengdu were all of this caliber, well, she didn't even want to think about it.

Thinking about it any further would be disrespectful to the Heavenly Court. (End of Chapter)