I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 599 Young Traveler~
Feng Xue rode her motorcycle, humming a little tune, and disappeared into the twilight. Even after the motorcycle was completely gone, Chen Xuan didn't ask her, "Why didn't you go back to Chang'an to buy rice bowls?"

As darkness fell, the river breeze grew chilly. Chen Xuan rubbed his hands together, rummaged through his bag for a tent, and quickly set it up.

Although Feng Xue possessed extraordinary abilities, she would always find various reasons to make him rely on himself. Chen Xuan did not refuse, although he sometimes couldn't help but have lazy thoughts, but he still completed every task that Feng Xue assigned him.

Now that things have come to this, even this unlucky guy who has never left Chang'an City since childhood can easily set up a tent!

"Phew~ My skills are getting better and better!"

After hammering the last nail into the ground, Chen Xuan gently shook the rope to make sure it was secure enough before taking two steps back to examine the results of his work.

But this step back had a serious consequence: he happened to step on a spare support that was placed to the side.

Of course, with his current skill level, he wouldn't be injured by a stick lying on the ground, but right next to that stick was his backpack.

He reacted instantly as he stepped down, but his backpack tipped over violently, and its contents spilled out, especially the thermos he had brought from Chang'an, which rolled down the slope toward the river.

"Holy crap!" Chen Xuan immediately uttered a phrase in the elegant language of the Central Plains and subconsciously chased after it. However, for some reason, despite using the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada's Lightness Skill, he was unable to catch up with the water cup. With a splash, the water cup fell into the river and disappeared in an instant.

"What happened? How did this water glass disappear so quickly?" Before I could even mourn the loss of the water glass, a strong sense of unease flooded my mind.

"Forget it, it's just a cup... Holy crap!" Chen Xuan was about to turn around and walk back when he suddenly saw the glowing halo that Feng Xue had drawn, and his face turned pale instantly.

The monkey disappeared, and Tang Sanzang became famous...

This is fucking...

A chill suddenly ran through Chen Xuan's heart. He felt as if he were being pricked by thorns. The monkey drew a circle and left. Didn't that mean the monster was about to come out?
No, I have to hurry...

Just as Chen Xuan was about to step back, he suddenly saw a flash of light before his eyes.
With the sound of water splashing, a figure still wet suddenly blocked his way!

The man was dressed in unusual clothes. Chen Xuan was already used to the Western Region features of his high nose and deep-set eyes, but the man's clothes were really an eyesore to him.

The wet cloth, revealing the muscle lines and barely covering even the private parts, was wrapped around his body, while his dark green hair was adorned with a metal headband, making him look quite anthropomorphic.

"Holy crap? What I feared most has come to pass? Who is this? Someone who came out of the river, wearing a headband... Sha Wujing? Holy crap, a water demon who ate nine pilgrims on their journey to the West!"

A flood of thoughts raced through Chen Xuan's mind in an instant, culminating in a somewhat reactive action. Just as the young man blocking his way raised his hands, about to say something, a deafening shout rang out—

"monster!"

"What?" The young man didn't understand what the other person was saying when he saw a fist already in front of him, and he was startled.

"Why are you hitting me?" Although puzzled, the young man quickly made an evasive maneuver. It seemed as if wings were spreading between his feet, and he was about to escape the attack in an instant. However, Chen Xuan had been taught unparalleled martial arts by Feng Xue for more than half a month. This punch was the "Responsive Punch" taught to him by Feng Xue. In Feng Xue's intimidation training, it had long been integrated into his instincts. As long as his brain sensed a threat, he would naturally throw it.

This punch was not just a matter of hand skills, but also included footwork. By pushing off the ground to increase the power of the punch, Chen Xuan also unleashed his best lightness skill in that instant. The young man was stunned to see the traveler approach with a terrifying speed, and the punch slammed hard into his chin!

The intense dizziness propelled the already levitating alien youth more than ten meters into the air, but Chen Xuan paid no attention to the outcome. He kept shifting his feet, and in less than two breaths, he was back in the golden circle. He sat down heavily on the ground, panting, and looked at the "monster" who had chased him outside the circle with lingering fear.

This meant that the person he blasted away was also a powerful being with a strong destiny. Although he was hit in the jaw, he managed to pull through. With a swollen chin, he flew to the circle of light at lightning speed, letting out a loud shout—

"You despicable blasphemer! You will surely be punished by God..."

"Oh!"

Before he could finish speaking, the young man from another race seemed to have suddenly crashed into plexiglass while running wildly, and with a splat, he imprinted himself onto the transparent barrier. His flattened cheeks made the terrified Chen Xuan suddenly find it somewhat amusing.

"Hahaha! You can't get in now!" Chen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that Feng Xue's circle was reliable. He said to the young man lying on the barrier, "This circle was drawn by the Monkey King. If you know what's good for you, you'd better get lost, or when he comes back, he'll beat you to a pulp!"

"Hercules? When did Hercules create a barrier?!" The young man's face turned ashen at this "faithful, elegant, and expressive" translation. He didn't believe in Hercules, but he certainly understood the word "spirit"!
"Insolence! You blasphemer! I kindly helped you get your cup, and you dare to insult the gods like this!"

"Gods?" Chen Xuan was taken aback, carefully examining the man jumping up and down outside the circle, completely disbelieving, and said directly:
"You said you'd get me the cup, but where is it?"

Upon hearing Chen Xuan's words, the man raised an eyebrow slightly. Although the veins on his forehead were still bulging, he suppressed his anger, reached into his pocket, and pulled out two cups that were exactly the same as the thermos cups Chen Xuan had dropped into the river, but with a completely different metallic luster. He then held them up.

"Young traveler, did you drop this golden cup or this silver cup?"

"..." Chen Xuan's face darkened. Although he was an unlucky guy, he had still heard fairy tales that even children knew.

Seeing that Feng Xue hadn't returned yet, and wanting to buy some time, he slowed down his speech a little:

"No, I dropped a regular thermos, a no-name brand, made of stainless steel."

"..." The alien youth who claimed to be a god sighed, and immediately took out the thermos cup that Chen Xuan had dropped into the river, saying:

"What an honest traveler! Here, you can have all three cups!"

"..." Chen Xuan looked at the three cups the other party handed him, but his lips twitched and he said:

"Hey, isn't it a bit insulting to my intelligence to use this kind of method to fool kids?"

"I [beep—][beep—][beep—]!"

(End of this chapter)