Fantasy: I can equip everything

This was the first time Chen Chuang had ever seen a gold-quality equipable item.

The highest grade of the items I obtained before was a blue-grade century-old elixir.

But he showed no excitement at all.

Most people might think that being reincarnated with memories is an immense blessing.

But Chen Chuang has only been in this world for a few days?

It makes no difference whether you have this memory or not.

And who knows if the equipment slots will still be there after reincarnation?

Although Chen Chuang had long suspected that the old man had some background, he never expected that his background would be so significant.

Reincarnation is just a legendary story.

But now it has become a reality for Qu Jiu.

Most importantly, what is this old man trying to do?

Looking at Chen Chuang's pale face, Qu Jiu asked with some surprise, "Judging from your expression, you must know the origin of this pill?"

He glanced at Chen Chuang meaningfully, then stood up and said, "Whether you use this or not is your decision."

"Old man, it's time for me to leave here. I've settled the score for saving your life!"

As he spoke, Qu Jiu flicked his sleeve, and all the strange pills in the room were put inside, yet his sleeve did not become bulky at all.

Before Chen Chuang could say anything, Qu Jiu left a message and vanished from the spot.

"If you don't want to use that pill to break the curse, I suggest you go to the Kuhua Temple in the prefecture capital. As far as I know, only three people have successfully broken the curse of the Ghost Bride. Two of them used the pill you have, and the third one's fate is unknown after founding the Kuhua Temple."

Chen Chuang looked at the empty room and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

What level of martial arts skill is required to achieve this?

Moreover, reincarnation has occurred.

Doesn't that mean that one day he might be able to go to the underworld and personally meet the so-called ghost bride?

Damn it, if that were really the case, as long as that ghost woman isn't ugly, I'd definitely have to do it for her!

If you're getting married, then get married. What's the fun in putting on this whole show instead of having a wedding night?

This world is really getting more and more interesting.

After putting away the Nine Nether Rebirth Pill, Chen Chuang stood up and walked out of the room.

This is at most a last resort.

If possible, he still wants to rely on the equipment system to solve his problems and stand at the top of this world!

The sun was setting, and night was falling.

Chen Chuang waved his hand dismissively and said generously, "Let's go! We're going to Chunfeng Tower!"

When the madam of Chunfeng Tower saw Chen Chuang bring the man back, she understood everything.

They immediately arranged for the best girls and the best drinks.

They didn't mention anything about what happened this morning.

When evening came, she was incredibly glad she had made that choice.

The mastermind behind Chunfeng Tower, the eldest son of Huicui Tower, and the head of Qianjin Gambling House...

One by one, important figures from the southern city arrived in person, carrying generous gifts and sweating profusely.

Even the bigwigs of the Small Knife Society addressed Chen Chuang as Thirteen Master with great respect.

For some reason, when these important figures left, they all looked ashen-faced as if they had eaten shit.

Chen Chuang accepted all the praise from the crowd.

But the rules that should have been followed remained unchanged.

Gambling dens and brothels, which make a fortune every day, hand over 95% of their profits each month.

This is tantamount to taking the lives of these big bosses.

But they didn't have the courage to refuse right away.

After all, this guy even dared to kill the young master of the Changchun martial arts school.

The backing these people have is nothing compared to that of the Changchun Martial Arts School.

Unable to refuse, he could only mutter to himself after leaving Chunfeng Tower.

"That Thirteenth Master is going too far, he's heartless. He gets 95% of the profits, are we all going to starve?"

"Isn't that right? So greedy, aren't they afraid of stuffing themselves to death!"

"Seventh Master! You and he are both leaders of the Sharp Knife Hall, could you please put in a good word for him?"

Fang Hao, the Seventh Master of the Little Knife Society, sneered upon hearing their words:

"What are you saying? Master Dao already said he's in charge of these streets. Do you think your words carry more weight than his?"

"Besides, do you know that the Thirteenth Master is under a vicious curse and is currently being kept alive by a century-old elixir?"

"How precious is this century-old elixir? If we don't ask you for more, how can he continue to live? It's not money; it's his life!"

"Those of you who are brave enough can go and try it out. See what this Thirteenth Master will do if you don't pay him."

After hearing his explanation, everyone suddenly understood.

No wonder Seventh Master didn't say anything tonight.

It should be noted that the streets where these people lived had already been assigned to Chen Chuang by the Small Swords Society.

But in the southern part of the city, everyone had to give a share of the tributes to Seventh Master.

Chen Chuang took 95% of their money, so Seventh Master's silver supply will definitely drop sharply.

But Seventh Master didn't utter a single word of objection tonight.

That's true, when lives are hanging by a thread, who cares if you're a gang member or not?

If you really anger the Thirteenth Prince, he might actually fight the Seventh Prince to the death.

Besides, it's not worth it!

If even a rare herb can keep him alive, then Chen Chuang won't live much longer either.

Qinghe County is a small town, where would it get so many rare herbs?

If they endure for a few more days, and wait until the Thirteenth Prince runs out of the life-sustaining herbs and dies, they will have survived this ordeal.

As for this period of time...

Consider it an act of charity and accumulating good karma.

Thinking of this, these people felt a little better.

But his resentment towards Chen Chuang did not diminish at all.

Live it!

The curse should torment you to the point of death!

...

"I don't feel anything..."

Inside the restaurant, Chen Chuang looked at the blood-red numbers appearing in his palm and murmured softly.

Today is the fifth day, and according to etiquette, it should be time to "set the date".

However, because Chen Chuang was equipped with two pieces of Hundred-Year Spirit Herb, the restored Qi and Blood just offset the amount deducted by the Ghost Bride.

So this time, he didn't feel weak at all, and the health value on his attribute panel didn't change at all.

Only a blood-red number appeared in the palm of his hand.

Twelve, that means twelve hours later?

Chen Chuang took a sip of wine and, for some reason, began to feel a sense of anticipation.

When the appointed day arrives, what changes will occur when the ghost bride sees that she still has over a hundred health points?

Or should we buy some more hundred-year-old medicinal herbs and stock up on them?

He glanced at the gifts piled up on a table to the side.

Once you've made a name for yourself, it becomes much easier to make money.

The gifts these people brought tonight alone amount to seven or eight hundred taels of silver.

Not to mention that they will also send over 95% of this month's profits tomorrow.

Chen Chuang estimated that by then he would not only be able to solve the problem of the consumption of his fusion technique, but also have spare money to buy one or two hundred-year-old spiritual herbs.

He could never have too much of this stuff.

However, if you have the chance, it would be best to get a thousand-year-old spiritual herb.

If a hundred-year-old herb is like this, wouldn't a thousand-year-old herb take off?

However, a thousand-year-old spiritual herb probably has little hope of being found in Qinghe County.

Perhaps if we go to the state capital, there might be more...

bang bang bang...

A series of urgent knocks on the door interrupted Chen Chuang's thoughts.

"Thirteenth Master, Master Dao sent me to see you!"

"The demon-slaying mission at Beishan has been brought forward!"

It's ahead of schedule?

Chen Chuang suddenly stood up, pushed away the woman who was wiping her mouth, put on his clothes, and went out.

"Why earlier?"

Slaying demons isn't something you can just do by grabbing a knife and heading out.

Close the mountain road, set up roadblocks, and prepare various tools...

What doesn't require preparation?

This is also why the county government set a three-day timeframe.

This is to provide more preparation for the warriors who participate in slaying demons.

Chen Chuang had originally planned to try his luck at the weapons shop in the city the next day to see if he could find some weapons that he could equip.

But now, they suddenly say they want to move it up in the middle of the night.

Something big must have happened.

"I heard it's because the Demon Slayer Division captain from the prefecture died in the North Mountain."