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"Spare me, Immortal, spare me!"

A single Minotaur is enough to suppress the Black Bear Spirit. When a group of them appear at the same time, even if they just stand there doing nothing, the oppressive feeling is as strong as facing Mount Tai pressing down on you.

"Sister Chan, how did you end up fighting with the Black Bear Spirit?" Tan Wenjie landed beside the Third Holy Mother and asked casually, "Did it try to steal the cassock?"

"Brother Tan, how did you know?" The Third Holy Mother asked in surprise, and then slowly explained the reason.

A highly respected monk has appeared in the area. It is said that he has cultivated for many lifetimes, and each generation has produced relics after passing away. His robes are imbued with Buddhist light, making them rare Buddhist treasures.

Tan Wenjie did some quick calculations and, if he wasn't mistaken, the high monk mentioned by the Third Holy Mother should be Jin Chanzi.

"As expected of a disciple of the Buddha, despite setting up so many obstacles for his reincarnation and spiritual practice, he still managed to become an enlightened monk."

There is an even more crucial reason: it seems that in every lifetime, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and other spiritual beings from Mount Ling come to enlighten Jin Chanzi, causing him to deviate from the path of life set by Tan Wenjie.

Although the Emperor of Fengdu is nominally the supreme ruler of the underworld, in reality, the Eastern Peak God and the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha share power. As the saying goes, three monks have no water to drink.

Tan Wenjie thought to himself, "There should only be one voice in the underworld."

He turned to look at the black bear spirit, who shrank back and lay on the ground more cowardly than a dog, waiting for its fate.

"I'm still missing a little demon to guard the mountain gate."

"This little demon is willing!" The black bear demon kowtowed repeatedly and voluntarily offered up a cassock.

The four princesses of the East Sea looked on with envy and clung to Tan Wenjie's coattails. From then on, the Black Bear Spirit rose rapidly in rank.

A ray of light appeared from afar.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva?" The Fourth Princess and the Third Holy Mother immediately paid their respects.

Tan Wenjie greeted the Buddha with his hands clasped together, saying, "Bodhisattva, it's been a long time."

Seeing that the Bodhisattva's gaze had turned to the black bear spirit, he immediately introduced, "It just so happens that my mountain gate is short of a demon to guard it, so I took in this black bear while I was at it. What do you think, Bodhisattva?"

The Bodhisattva nodded gently: "You possess Buddha-nature."

For some reason, the Bodhisattva had the illusion that something of his was gone.

Remembering the reason she had rushed over, Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "Have you seen the lost cassock?"

Tan Wenjie hid the cassock behind his back and shook his head, saying, "No."

"That kasaya is quite extraordinary; it is woven from ice silkworm silk and can ward off fire and evil spirits."

“Bodhisattva, Mount Ling must have at least eight thousand, if not ten thousand, of these mundane items, and they’re not exactly valuable,” Tan Wenjie said, shaking his head. “You should go back to the area where you lost the robe and look for it. If you go too late, someone might pick it up.”

This time, Guanyin Bodhisattva changed her tone: "Ah Jie, last night Buddha smiled as he held up a flower and said he invited you to Mount Ling to chant scriptures."

Although the Bodhisattva before him was not the one who had watched Tan Wenjie grow up, at this level, they could communicate with each other.

Tan Wenjie stopped trying to cheat; he understood the meaning behind the Bodhisattva's words.

Being able to listen to the teachings of those with profound cultivation would normally be very beneficial to improving one's own strength. Moreover, he happens to have a wild title, "Demon-Subduing Arhat, Venerable of Mighty Spirit," which might allow him to officially join the ranks of the Spirit Mountain.

After returning the robe, they agreed to attend a lecture at Mount Ling 18 years later, and then Guanyin Bodhisattva turned and left.

The three people and the bear returned to Mount Hua.

Life as an immortal is rather boring, but the Third Holy Mother doesn't have this problem. This time, Tan Wenjie brought her back the three starter game consoles, as well as computer games, comics, and more.

With their reaction speed, playing games is like having a cheat code; they quickly lose interest.

On the contrary, story-driven games are more likely to attract their attention.

Tan Wenjie also picked up a copy of "One Piece" at random. After flipping through a few pages, he sat up straight and his expression gradually became serious.

For a moment, only the sound of turning pages filled the immortal's abode.

I do not know how long it has been.

"The Third Holy Mother? The Third Holy Mother! Cousin!" A voice roused the three from their reverie.

The arrival was the Seventh Princess of Heaven. When she saw Tan Wenjie, her eyes were filled with excitement and affection.

"Cough cough." Tan Wenjie coughed to remind him.

This is the trouble of sleeping with a celestial princess. Fairies are all love-struck and stubborn. If they really force him to be at odds with the whole world, he will definitely never have a peaceful life again.

He still planned to develop this place as his main base, while the Republican-era zombie world would be his last resort—a cunning rabbit with three burrows. "Oh? Emperor Tan, you're here too." The Seventh Princess reacted immediately, her expression changing.

Having heard about the "grudge" between Tan Wenjie and the Seventh Princess, the two were caught in a dilemma and joined forces to pull the Seventh Princess aside and comfort her.

Women are truly born acting masters; their ability to change their expressions is incredibly smooth.

With the Third Holy Mother and the Fourth Princess talking nearby, the Seventh Princess couldn't really make a move. She just glanced at them from time to time, and didn't even pay attention to the comics that the Third Holy Mother and the Fourth Princess were recommending.

After chatting for a while, the Seventh Princess stood up and said, "I have important business to attend to on my descent to the mortal realm. I will come to see you again in a couple of days."

They're all riding the clouds, so there's no need to see them off.

As the Seventh Princess left, she gave Tan Wenjie a sidelong glance. Seeing this, Tan Wenjie had no choice but to stand up and say, "I also have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."

"You absolutely must not get into a conflict with the Seventh Princess."

"Don't worry, I'll avoid her."

He glanced at the black bear spirit and said, "You will stay here and guard Mount Hua, obeying the orders of the Third Holy Mother. In ten years or so, when you go to Mount Ling to listen to the sutras, I will take you with me."

The black bear spirit immediately kowtowed: "I am willing to serve you, my lord, and be your servant."

"You think so."

He rode a water-avoiding beast, the mount of Ao Bing, the Third Prince. Its strength might not be as great as the Black Bear Spirit's, but as a mount, it was very competent.

Once you reach a certain level of strength, the requirement for a mount is no longer performance, but comfort.

The black bear spirit was left behind, and they rode away on a cloud.

Upon arriving at a town, Tan Wenjie stopped and saw that the Seventh Princess was already waiting for him ahead.

"Tan Lang~"

She pounced on him, nestling into Tan Wenjie's arms like a swallow returning to its nest.

"Beware of the day and night wandering gods, the four duty officers, the kitchen god, and the earth god."

Have you ever thought of me?

A day in heaven is a year on earth; how can your longing compare to mine?

“Tan Lang.” The Seventh Princess’s eyes welled up with tears, filled with guilt. “Why don’t I rebel against the Heavenly Court? With your current strength, you can rival the Heavenly Court. Then we can stay together forever.”

Tan Wenjie: "This... isn't a good idea."

“Ever since my cousin Erlang became the God of Justice, he has become increasingly impartial and incorruptible, and all the gods in Heaven are trembling with fear.” The Seventh Princess shook her head and said, “It’s better not to stay in this Heaven.”

“I’ve rebelled against the Heavenly Court more than once or twice, it’s nothing, but I can’t bear to see you and your parents fall out.” Tan Wenjie said selflessly, “You and I are a divine couple, and it’s just some longing, I can handle it.”

The Seventh Princess called softly, "Tan Lang~"

Tan Wenjie lowered his head and said a few words, then picked her up after she nodded with a blush on her cheeks.

Even immortals need time management.

"Wait, I can agree to that, but you have to agree to one thing first."

"what's up?"

"We will become scholars and go to school to study."

Tan Wenjie: "..."

The fairy uniform fatigue is too severe, and now there are even themed limited editions.

But then I thought about how much work I still had to do, one of which happened to be related to the Seventh Princess.

He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

The Seventh Princess jumped off Tan Wenjie's arms and onto the ground, then turned around and changed into a scholar's outfit.

"Wait, you're dressed as a scholar too?"

He pointed at himself in astonishment, then at the Seventh Princess: "Two, scholars?" (End of Chapter)