The world is like a prison, my body is holy

The bearded Taoist priest, bewildered, glanced up at the Taoist priest behind Wang Wen, and angrily shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Seize him!"

"Honestly, I really hate these melodramatic, pretentious, and face-slapping plots."

Wang Wen took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, but his face was still terribly gloomy: "But you four big idiots really make me angry!"

Wan Li suppressed her joy and glanced at him with feigned helplessness: "See? I told you, these Taoist priests from the Celestial Master's Mansion are no good people..."

"you……"

The bearded Taoist priest tried to stand up in anger, but when he tried to move his legs, he couldn't.

With a gloomy face, Wang Wen dumped the food from his bowl, which had been contaminated by the bearded Taoist's saliva, onto the mess of food on the table. He said softly, "There's an old saying: you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Today, since you four big idiots don't recognize me, eat this food and I'll let you off the hook!"

"If you dare utter another word to me, I'll take your lives right now!"

As he spoke, he slowly released the suppression of his own aura, and a powerful plume of energy instantly shot into the sky.

The four Taoist priests stared at him in astonishment. They felt that this seemingly ordinary young man had suddenly become as majestic and imposing as a towering mountain. His powerful aura, even without being directed at them, made it almost impossible for them to breathe.

Just then, a golden bolt of lightning shot out and landed at the entrance of the small restaurant, transforming into a spirited young man dressed in golden brocade robes and wearing a purple-gold crown.

The four Taoist priests felt as if they had been granted a pardon upon seeing the young man in golden robes.

However, they failed to notice the fleeting look of shock in the young man's eyes when he saw Wang Wen's profile.

Wang Wen seemed not to have noticed the young man in gold, and with a sinister look in his eyes, he uttered a single word: "Eat!"

The terrifying aura subsided, pressing down on the four Taoist priests, causing them to feel their livers and gallbladders rupture, and their faces instantly turning crimson purple.

Without the slightest hesitation, the four of them grabbed the food on the table and stuffed it into their mouths...

The young man in gold looked at Wang Wen's profile, hesitated, and slowly stepped forward, bowing respectfully and saying, "Fellow Daoist Wang, your presence at Longhu Mountain is an honor for our Celestial Master's Mansion. We apologize for any shortcomings in our welcome. Please forgive us."

Wang Wenwei remained unmoved, raising his eyes to look at him, and said in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Zhang's etiquette has left me quite puzzled... Could it be that the three sects of talismans are about to disband? Why haven't I heard my sect leader mention it?"

The young man in gold suddenly blushed, opened his mouth several times, and finally forced out a stiff sentence: "Disciple Zhang Yunxiu greets Uncle Hunshi."

"This is so good!"

Wang Wen grinned, revealing a relieved smile. Then, he casually took out a silver coin from his money pouch and handed it to Zhang Yunxiu: "Here, your uncle will give you two coins. Take them and buy some candy."

Zhang Yunxiu's face quickly turned from red to purple, but he still managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Thank you, Uncle Hunshi, for the gift."

"We're family, no need to be so polite."

Wang Wen waved his hand vigorously, then pointed at the four Taoists around him who were stuffing food into their mouths, and sighed, "Nephew, look at these four good-for-nothings. What's that old saying again? A big tree has withered branches, a big clan has beggars. These four good-for-nothings are the withered branches, they are the beggars."

"You know, I, your martial uncle, came all this way, thinking I'd find a restaurant to properly enjoy the local delicacies of Longhu Mountain, but these four idiots just appeared out of nowhere and, without asking any questions, overturned my food. I tried to reason with them politely, but they still tried to take me away..."

"To be honest, only I, their martial uncle, know that they are disciples of our Celestial Master's Mansion. This is the first time they have seen me, so it's understandable that they don't recognize me!"

"Otherwise, I would have chopped them into minced meat and thrown them into the river to feed the turtles!"

Zhang Yunxiu was speechless and helpless when he heard him calling him "uncle" and "nephew" repeatedly.

Then, looking at the four lumps on the table, he became both angry and troubled.

If what Wang Wen said is true, then these four fools have really courted death by walking right into the clutches of the King of Hell!
Putting aside the fact that this fellow saved their Celestial Master's Mansion and protected them, just considering his incredible cultivation level and his unruly and arrogant temper, anyone who crossed him would suffer the consequences.

He was in the wrong and couldn't figure out Wang Wen's sudden intentions in coming to Longhu Mountain, so he felt uneasy.

But now there are more and more onlookers outside the gate, and he must deal with this matter as soon as possible so as not to tarnish the reputation of the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion!
Zhang Yunxiu hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and bowed, saying, "Reporting to Martial Uncle, these four disobedient disciples dared to offend you. I will definitely report to the Celestial Master after returning to the mountain and have them severely punished... Right now, may I take their punishment first and ask the Celestial Master to come and welcome Martial Uncle in person?"

The smile on Wang Wen's face had long since vanished. He lowered his eyes expressionlessly, remaining noncommittal.

Zhang Yunxiu couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and didn't want to say anything more, so he could only bow to Wang Wen and ask if Wang Wen could let these four fools off the hook for the sake of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Only four Taoist priests remained in the small restaurant, their faces streaked with tears as they wolfed down their food.

Only after the four Taoist priests had finished eating all the messy food and soup on the table did Wang Wencai utter a single word: "Approved!"

Upon hearing this voice, Zhang Yunxiu, who had been bowing for a long time, felt both embarrassed and suddenly relieved.

Only the ignorant can be fearless.

Those who know too much find it difficult to be fearless...

"What are you still standing there for?"

He straightened up, his face flushed, and shouted at the four disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion, "Why don't you quickly apologize and thank your scoundrel uncle from the Shangqing Sect?"

Upon hearing this, the four disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion, who were weeping profusely, immediately clenched their fists and bowed deeply, saying, "Disciples know their mistake, thank you for your mercy, Grandmaster Uncle!"

Wang Wen didn't even bother to look at the four people again, he just waved his hand, signaling them to get lost.

Zhang Yunxiu: "Go back to the mountain and receive your punishment!"

After the four of them hurriedly fled the small restaurant, Wang Wencai looked up at Zhang Yunxiu and said with a smile, "Nephew, have you eaten? If not, sit down and have a bite together. This restaurant may not look big, but the cured meat is fatty but not greasy, it's really good."

Upon hearing the words "cured meat," Zhang Yunxiu felt a wave of nausea, but he maintained a perfectly composed demeanor, bowing and smiling, "This disciple has already eaten, so I won't disturb Master Uncle's meal any longer. This disciple will hurry back to the mountain now and ask the Sect Master to personally come and welcome Master Uncle."

"The three sects of talismans are closely connected, so saying 'welcome' would be too formal. However, if Master Zhang hasn't had lunch yet, why not invite him down the mountain and we can share a couple of pieces of cured meat... It's on me!"

"This disciple will certainly convey my Martial Uncle's kind intentions to the Celestial Master... Please be seated, Martial Uncle, this disciple will now take his leave!"

Wang Wen waved his hand, and Zhang Yunxiu got up and walked out. His steps became lighter and lighter, and as soon as he stepped out of the small restaurant, a burst of crimson lightning shot into the sky. "Is this the young Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

Wan Li, who had been silent for so long, finally dared to speak. Looking in the direction Zhang Yunxiu had left, she whispered, "It's not quite what we expected..."

"Do not be silly."

Wang Wen rolled his eyes in annoyance: "That's because I'm here. He's different. You guys try going to him alone. He'll definitely start with a barrage of 'Crimson Palace Thunder,' filling you up in one go so you'll never have to eat again in your lives."

Wan Li fell silent again in an instant.

Wang Wen ignored him, got up and walked to the counter, slamming a silver ingot the size of an egg onto the counter: "Shopkeeper, I'm sorry to have startled you. This is compensation for your mental distress. Get up and continue doing business."

However, the shopkeeper just covered his face with the abacus, trembling with fear.

"Don't be afraid. We are all good people who win people over with virtue. Get up and tell the kitchen to prepare another meal for me, just like the one they served me earlier. I'm not full yet."

"Stop shaking, those Taoist priests have already left."

"Why are you afraid of them? They don't eat people."

"Give me a straight answer: can we still do business? If not, I'm leaving!"

"Damn it, I told you to stop shaking!"

Exhausted, Wang Wen slammed his hand on the counter, startling the trembling shopkeeper who jumped up with a start, staring at him in panic.

Wang Wen took out another silver ingot and slammed it on the table: "Go quickly and make me another meal just like the one you made for me earlier. Tell the cook to wash his hands frequently, and don't spit in my food. My eyes can see through walls. If you dare to add anything to my food, I'll burn your shop down!"

Only then did the innkeeper notice the two silver ingots on the table. Instantly, he stopped trembling, straightened up, and, craning his neck, called out in a loud and clear voice in Mandarin, "Alright, sir, please have a seat. Your food will be here shortly!"

Wang Wen glanced at him speechlessly: "You can speak Mandarin? Then why were you trying to act tough with me in dialect just now!"

The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, then awkwardly chuckled and said, "Hehe, I know a little, a little..."

Wang Wen sat back down, glanced at his silver bowl and chopsticks, and with a disdainful gesture, squeezed the exquisitely crafted bowl and chopsticks into a silver ingot with an invisible force, which then landed on the table.

He then rummaged through his purse again and found an ingot of official silver that had not yet entered the market. Finally, he glanced at Wan Li, who looked like a curious child beside him, and silently found another ingot of official silver.

Then he gently tossed the two silver ingots, and a ball of golden, blazing flame the size of a human head suddenly shot out from his palm, enveloping the two silver ingots and instantly burning them into a large ball of bright red and pure molten silver.

He rested his chin on his hand listlessly, while his other hand remained motionless. The fiery red and silver liquid in the flames automatically separated into four uneven portions, which then quickly condensed into two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

After a dozen or so flicks of his fingers, the golden flames contracted back into his palm, and then a ball of water the size of a human head condensed in mid-air, enveloping two sets of bowls and chopsticks, which spun rapidly within it...

Wan Li was already stunned by his effortless and miraculous use of water and fire magic.

He could barely be considered a cultivator, so he naturally knew just how high the level of skill was behind this seemingly effortless and captivating water and fire magic...

It's at least seven or eight stories high!

"Clang."

Two sets of gleaming silver bowls and chopsticks, so clean they could be used as mirrors, fell to the ground in front of Wang Wen and Wan Li respectively.

Wang Wen casually poured out some water and muttered angrily, "Damn it, the rice bowl is handed to you, who's the boss here, you or me?"

"Of course you're the boss!"

Wan Li's eyes lit up as he said urgently, "I must have accumulated eight lifetimes of good karma to be able to serve under you in this life. From now on, I will be your most loyal henchman. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west. If you tell me to chase chickens, I will never chase dogs. Even if you tell me to slit my throat, I will never hesitate for a second!"

"You're desperate for a promotion, aren't you?"

Wang Wen looked at him with disdain: "You're dreaming. If you don't work for me until you're a hundred, I guarantee you won't die even if I cut your head off!"

Wan Li: "Hehehe..."

Wang Wen: "Stop dawdling, hurry up and eat a couple of bites of food, then go and find the leaders of the Gu witch and corpse-driving factions to talk to me. I have two identities, so you can choose one to talk to them... If anyone dares not to come, I will personally go to their door to invite them."

Wan Li glanced at the lone plate of steamed fish on the table, then at the still-smoking kitchen, swallowed hard, and said, "Your Excellency... is there any rush?"

Wang Wen turned his head away disdainfully: "If you want to dine at the same table as Master Zhang, then keep dawdling!"

Wan Li was stunned for a moment, then said with a look of doubt, "Master Zhang comes back to eat in a place like this? No way?"

Wang Wen was so angry he wanted to slam his fist on the rat's head: "If I can eat here, why can't Zhang Tianshi come?"

"That makes sense..."

A cheerful, aged voice drifted into the small restaurant at just the right moment.

Wan Li turned his head in response and saw a tall, robust figure wearing an ordinary dark blue wide robe. Despite his tall stature and strong frame, he did not appear fierce at all. Instead, he gave off an air of otherworldly elegance as he slowly walked into the small restaurant with a smile on his face.

Who else could it be but the current Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Jizu?

Upon seeing him, Wang Wen also stood up with a smile, clenched his fists, and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Brother Zhang. Haven't you had lunch yet? Shall we grab a bite together?"

Master Zhang chuckled and returned the greeting with a fist salute: "Very well, my son said that Fellow Daoist Hunshi praised the cured meat here as quite good, so this old Daoist shamelessly came to freeload a meal."

Wang Wen laughed heartily: "Brother Dao, what are you saying? This is your Daoist temple, I am merely offering my humble contribution..."

Upon hearing Zhang Tianshi's words, Wan Li stood up, picked up his own bowl and chopsticks, and was about to offer his seat to Zhang Tianshi when Wang Wen glared at him. He had no choice but to reluctantly put down his bowl and chopsticks, bowed, and stepped aside.

'It's brand new, I haven't even used it yet...' (End of Chapter)