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The mountain peaks standing on the border are like a sharp blade, slicing through the lower abdomen of the setting sun, flowing out red rust clouds, staining half the sky with a fishy hue.

He parted the weeds with both hands and leaned forward.

Tan Wenjie was carefully putting away the "Gold and Silver Mountain Map" and the "Horror Comics" when he finished his journey and returned to this world.

These two seemingly light works are actually incredibly heavy; even a celestial being might not be able to withstand them.

While it may be said to have little offensive power, it is actually far superior to most magical artifacts.

After all, those are two different worlds.

Only the most powerful celestial beings and Buddhas can deal with it, and their actions are so powerful that they can create a "Buddha Kingdom in the palm of one's hand," which no one can contend with.

"Beep beep—whoosh—"

Silly Girl 009 appeared beside Tan Wenjie, curiously looking around.

She had been here before, but this was the first time she had come here in a life-like way to experience her surroundings.

The air was frigid, making my nose slightly red from the cold.

However, Tan Wenjie sometimes really couldn't understand why she, a silicon-based life form, had the exact same reactions as humans, including the common occurrence of her nose turning red from the cold.

Perhaps it was this deep-seated obsession with becoming human that led 009, even after gaining a soul like a Transformer and becoming a truly mechanical life form, to still yearn to be a living being.

From silicon-based to carbon-based.

“You are not a being of this world, and in principle, you cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation.” Tan Wenjie casually flipped open the Book of Life and Death, then closed it. “However, I am the principle.”

What's the point of being the Emperor of Fengdu if he can't use back channels to his advantage? He holds the power of the Book of Life and Death.

The judge beside him raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He had no idea who the young girl in front of him was, but he knew that his boss's boss had brazenly altered the Book of Life and Death.

These kinds of things are kept secret; who would dare to say them out loud?

The judge glanced around and noticed that many gods and monsters were secretly observing the area.

After all, Tan Dijun's arrival in the mortal realm was somewhat like a big star going out on the street, naturally attracting the attention of a large number of people. Of course, there were also some people watching Tan Wenjie, planning to catch him making a mistake.

Their strength was too low to hide in front of Tan Wenjie, but precisely because their strength was low enough, they didn't bother to hide and openly paid attention to everything happening here.

Someone must have secretly gone up to the heavens to deliver the message.

Tan Dijun and the God of Justice are in cahoots; their close relationship is known to everyone in the Three Realms and Six Paths. Even if it violates principles, Erlang Shen would surely help cover it up.

They dare to secretly report on the affairs of important figures; they really don't know how many eyes the King of Horse has.

It just so happens that Lord Ma, Erlang Shen, and the Tan Emperor in front of them all have three eyes.

Number 009 nodded, and after a moment's thought, said, "This is what you call... connections?"

“That’s right!” Tan Wenjie gave a thumbs up.

This is a promising young talent, truly a top-tier AI. Although its computing power is somewhat lagging behind the times, its technical skills are by no means lacking.

If you're going to become a deity, do you think you can rely on connections or supernatural abilities?

Forming cliques is the norm. Even gods and immortals run into each other all the time. As long as you don't tear off the other person's entire network of relationships, you can only make money by being on good terms.

Number 009 asked, "Are you one of my connections?"

“After reincarnation, everything from your past life is irrelevant to this one.” Tan Wenjie nodded. “But don’t worry, if there’s a major crisis where your soul and spirit are destroyed, I will help you.”

Reincarnation is saying goodbye to the old life and welcoming the new life, and the new life should not be disturbed by the old.

To put it more pragmatically, Tan Wenjie was too lazy to serve him anymore, and didn't care whether he lived or died.

"Thank you," Number 009 said sincerely.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?" Tan Wenjie picked up his pen, preparing to write Number 009 into the cycle of reincarnation in this world.

"I want to become a real person, forget all of this, and start over."

“Even if you don’t want to, you have to start over,” Tan Wenjie said. “I’ve also prepared the Meng Po soup for you.”

"If fate allows, I hope we can meet again." Number 009 smiled at Tan Wenjie, "Chinese brand 2060 mobile phone, silly girl 009, it was a pleasure to serve you."

With a stroke of Tan Wenjie's pen, Number 009's body transformed into a mobile phone, while its soul, bearing the numbers "0" and "1," twitched and twisted before arriving in front of Tan Wenjie and coalescing into a green sphere.

Tan Wenjie thought for a moment and then poured his merit into it; he had many of these.

Doing good deeds is just a side effect; you can easily accumulate a lot without even realizing it. But hoarding them isn't really that useful except for making the Golden Wheel of Merit shine every time you summon it.

"Send her to be reincarnated." Tan Wenjie handed the green ball wrapped in merit to the judge.

The judge asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, shall we send this young lady to...?"

Tan Wenjie: "Everything is preordained, everything is fate, never use back channels."

Judge: "..."

The merits you just gave are enough for animals to be reincarnated as humans in their next life, and enough for humans to be ennobled and appointed as ministers after reincarnation. In addition, everyone knows that this person was arranged by you, Emperor Tan, through back channels. Perhaps he can become the most powerful minister, or even sweep across the world and ascend the throne as emperor.

But he only dared to think it in his heart; he dared not say it out loud.

Anyway, if you have enough merit, even if you are reborn as a fox, you can cultivate into a fox demon and even embark on the path of immortality.

The judge, holding the Book of Life and Death, led the soul of No. 009 to the underworld and made him drink Meng Po soup at the entrance to reincarnation.

He even specially summoned the ghost official.

The judge said, "Send her into the cycle of heavenly reincarnation."

The ghost official nodded, looking at the girl with a confused expression before him, knowing that she must be an important person.

"Come with me." The ghost official beckoned to Number 009.

Before the cycle of reincarnation, they were about to arrange for him to be reborn.

"Boom!"

The underworld trembled.

Then came a loud shout.

"Oh no! Sun Wukong is here again!!"

"What, Sun Wukong?"

"Sun Wukong is coming! Run!"

"Help me."

The entire underworld was in chaos. The ghost messengers seemed to have encountered their natural enemy, and some of them collapsed to the ground with weak legs.

In the midst of this chaos, Number 009 stumbled and fell into the animal realm.

Wankushan Thousand Fox Cave

A red fox died after giving birth to her cubs.

"Squeak, squeak." The little fox, still in its fetal stage, looked up and squeaked, its body enveloped in golden light.

Then a gust of evil wind swept in, and she landed and transformed into an old woman.

"What a spirited fox cub! Even more spirited than when Fox Sister was first born. It will surely achieve great things in the future." She bent down with delight, picked up the little fox, and blew on it. A rustling sound followed.

The baby fox's amniotic sac fell off.

His eyes were also opened.

“Since Fox Sister followed that lord, she hasn’t come back to see me even once in over a hundred years. It’s perfect that I can keep you by my side to fulfill my filial duty,” the old woman said with a smile. “I’ll call you Xiaoyu.”

The little fox squeaked, as if in response.

the other side.

In the Heavenly Court, the God of Justice, Yang Jian, frowned as he looked at the land before him.

"Earth God, what business do you have with the gods?"

"Reporting to the God of Justice, this old man has witnessed Emperor Tan altering the Book of Life and Death without authorization. This is a grave offense against the Heavenly Laws. Out of indignation, this old man begs the God of Justice to punish him severely!"

Yang Jian: "..."

When Sun Wukong drew the Book of Life and Death, granting the monkeys immortality, they were only imprisoned for five hundred years.

As the Emperor of Fengdu, Tan Wenjie merely altered the Book of Life and Death; how could he possibly be punished? A mere slap on the wrist?

But Yang Jian was, after all, an impartial and incorruptible god of justice. He nodded and said, "I am aware of this matter and will summon Emperor Tan to ask him about it."

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said, "Where are the Six Monsters of Meishan? Quickly invite Emperor Tan here to confront the local deity!"

"Huh?!" The land was startled and shook its head repeatedly, "No, no, no!"

Everyone knows that Tan Wenjie is petty and vengeful; he even killed the Jade Emperor's son without hesitation. He fears he might die in front of the impartial and incorruptible Erlang Shen.

It wasn't that Erlang Shen wasn't helping him, but rather that he simply couldn't stop Tan Wenjie.

"Oh? You want me, a celestial being, to punish Emperor Tan, but you're unwilling to confront him directly?" Yang Jian bent down and stared intently. Although he didn't release any of his aura, his entire being seemed like a mountain pressing down on the land, making it hard to breathe.

"This humble deity is merely indignant that the immortals have shown favoritism; otherwise, how can the Three Realms and Six Paths be maintained? How can justice be served?"

Seeing that the local deity insisted it was a heavenly law, Yang Jian had no other choice but to say for the sake of all living beings: "This heavenly deity will send people to investigate. If this is true, I will not forgive them!"

After the land deity left, only Erlang Shen and his dog, Xiaotianquan, remained in the room.

"Master, who do you think wants to deal with Tan Wenjie?" Xiaotian Dog asked.

Although he disliked Tan Wenjie, who constantly talked about eating dog meat, it didn't mean he was stupid. A dog that had lived for over a thousand years had an intelligence far beyond that of ordinary people.

“Many people want to deal with Brother Jie. He is unrestrained, ruling the underworld like a king, and his abilities are extraordinary…” Yang Jian sighed, “This is definitely not a good thing.”

Anyone could potentially want to harm Tan Wenjie, such as the Queen Mother of the West, certain Buddhas in the West, or even certain Golden Immortals in Taoism.

Amidst a complex web of interests, love, hate, and entanglements, it's fine as long as Tan Wenjie is safe; but once he gets into trouble, countless people will inevitably take advantage of his misfortune.

“However, this is not necessarily a bad thing…” Yang Jian frowned and pondered, imagining its feasibility.

Howling Celestial Dog: "?"

That's too profound; my dog ​​brain can't possibly understand it. I hope I can have an extra meal next time.

……

The waterwheel turned, and downstream, women were washing clothes by the water.

The children frolicked on the shore, and occasionally one of them would mischievously leap into the water, diving quite a distance before surfacing and laughing triumphantly.

However, doing so would always be seen by his mother, who would point her finger at him and scold him. Then the child could only dejectedly climb ashore and carefully apologize.

"Hey, there seems to be a stranger over there."

The children noticed someone chatting with an elder on the shore and ran over out of curiosity.

They rarely see outsiders here, so they are very curious.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the man wanted to buy a boat to cross the river and also inquired about the location of the "Sword Saint."

"What Sword Saint, Dugu Jian? Never heard of him?"

“Old man, that’s not very kind of you,” the young man who asked for directions said. “You’ve already taken the money and said you would tell me everything you know, but now you’re telling me you don’t even recognize the legendary Red Flower Double Sticks of Wushuang City, which is said to be able to rival the World Society. Isn’t that going too far?”

The old man didn't say anything, but just clutched his pocket, fearing that the young man would actually reach out and snatch the money back.

He was physically frail, and in those days there was no such thing as faking an accident to extort money; he could only accept his fate after being knocked down by a single punch.

"Never mind, I've never been interested in swords anyway." He shook his head and said, "I want to buy a ship and go to the World Society."

"The World Society is located at a post station ahead. You can take a horse-drawn carriage there."

"Is the money I gave enough for a carriage ride?"

"That's not enough, you'll need to add some more."

"..."

Under the old man's strong recommendation, the young man finally chose a fast horse.

This person was Tan Wenjie. After learning how to upgrade the level of a world, he came to this world called "Storm Riders: Hegemony".

Although there are creatures like dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns in this world, when it comes to real combat power, Tan Wenjie would have to cover his mouth even when he burps, for fear of accidentally blowing someone to death.

Similarly, the weaker the overall strength of this world, the more suitable it is for me to conduct experiments.

Whether it's helping this world level up or extracting its world power to improve one's own world.

"It's still too slow."

Riding on horseback, Tan Wenjie was so sleepy that he could only yawn.

The second most popular mount in the world of Fengyun is undoubtedly the Fire Qilin. However, Tan Wenjie has already ridden versions of dragon horses, qilin, and other mounts that can ride the clouds, so he is not very interested in the Fire Qilin that lives in Lingyun Cave.

Of course, this second mount was bestowed by Tan Wenjie; no one else has the ability to ride the Fire Qilin.

The sword forged from the scales of the Fire Kirin is called the Fire Kirin Sword.

Nie Renwang swallowed the blood of the Fire Qilin, which greatly increased his power and gave him the power of madness.

The blood of the fire qilin splattered on Yu Yue's arm, thus creating the qilin arm.

To those in the martial arts world, the Fire Qilin is a treasure trove.

Obtaining even a small fragment of it would allow one to reach the pinnacle of life, becoming a top master in the martial arts world, with unparalleled martial arts skills and stunning beauties all throwing themselves at them.

Even the rare Fire Qilin can only rank second because regardless of whether it is the best in the world, one can obtain related merchandise.

But the number one mount is completely different; only the best in the world can ride it.

Her name is Yan Ying, and she has titles such as "the most beautiful woman in the world", "heroic quality inspector" and "the strongest warrior's mount". She is untouchable unless you are the best in the world. When you have the strength to be the best, she will take the initiative to come to you, throw herself into your arms, and willingly become your mount.

Unfortunately, I arrived at the wrong time. Yan Ying has become a rare mount, having died under the Great Buddha. Now, only the Fire Qilin remains as a mount that can be captured, waiting for a destined person.

Those who are destined to be together will naturally bring their own food.

Tan Wenjie lay on horseback with his eyes closed, pondering the growth and reduction of the experimental world's level.

Passersby could see a man fast asleep on horseback, and the horse, as if possessed by a spirit, obediently continued its journey. However, the road ahead was winding and treacherous, and no one knew where it would ultimately lead. (End of Chapter)