What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Ever since Lu Jin'an heard the explanation of the Ten Killing Formation, he has been somewhat uneasy.

"Chiyu, do you still remember the formation that suppressed Madam Leopard?" Lu Jin'an asked him, turning his head to the side.

“They belong to the same formation.” Akabane looked at the red blood marks spreading in the air. This kind of evil magic has several uses.

"Is there any way to save them?"

"A dead end can only be resolved with bloodshed."

Lu Jin'an gave an almost imperceptible cold laugh, his eyes fixed on the group of people with their own thoughts, his emotions slowly calming down.

"That's the trolley problem."

"But no one deserves to die."

"Monsters! It's because of monsters like you that the world is in such a state of misery!"

"Junior brother!"

"Sixth Brother!"

The man was originally hovering in the air on his sword, but before he could swing it down, a huge "bang!" immediately drew the attention of both of them. The man's clothes and flesh exploded in mid-air.

Lu Jin'an saw her own shadow on the ground, which was obscured, and looked up to meet Chi Yu holding an umbrella.

Blood clots rained down from the sky, a truly brutal scene. Several fellow disciples even caught the oddly shaped pieces of flesh with their own hands, each with a rich and varied expression.

"Monsters! Monsters! You killed Sixth Brother! You are monsters!"

"Disciples, heed my command! Form ranks!"

Lu Jin'an glanced at the entire audience, enduring the hostile stares from all around, and exhaled: "It seems there really is a great monster hiding among us."

"And a bit fierce."

"dirty."

Lu Jin'an looked up and saw the man's slightly disgusted expression, and couldn't help but chuckle.

I actually wanted to reach out and pinch that annoying face.

But business was more important, so Lu Jin'an turned to those people and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! The better, fight until we're completely locked in a fierce battle, leaving no room for retreat, so that the real culprit can reap the benefits."

The group gradually stopped what they were doing after he shouted. Seeing that his provocation had worked, Lu Jin'an then used a few magic seals to seal the disobedient ones in place, and they immediately became unable to move.

"I don't like bloodshed. You lot, stop struggling. If you force the seal to be broken, you might end up like your junior brother."

"Monster! Release my senior brothers!"

Lu Jin rubbed his forehead. This group of people kept saying "monster" over and over, and he always thought the next thing they would say was "Release my grandfather!" But if they said "senior brother" instead of "grandfather," it would be the same thing.

Akabane saw him rubbing his forehead and then turned his gaze to the few people who were still shouting.

Those people, who still had their eyes open, instantly fell silent, trembling with fear.

"Quarrel."

People with varying expressions began to hesitate and waver. Lu Jin'an looked up, wondering why they had stopped calling out.

Akabane: "The mute acupoint has been sealed, so there's no major problem."

Lu Jin'an nodded, gave Chi Yu a thumbs up, and then looked at the group of frightened eyes and said, "I mean, can't all of you put together a single smart brain?"

"You guys were just bragging about the Ten Killing Formation, that it's supposed to be a guaranteed kill. Instead of wasting your time guessing I'm a monster and you're a monster, why don't you watch and see who's the most impatient?"

The group calmed down and realized that what the man said made sense, so they all took their swords and moved to places further away from them to rest.

So, only Lu Jin'an, Chi Yu, Qing Yi, Min Jiu, and Gua Pi'er remained standing by the campfire as punishment.

The boy stood there, like a steadfast tree, his fists clenched tightly at his sides.

"Is there something you're trying to say?" Lu Jin'an asked him.

The voice trembled, but the eyes were fixed on Lu Jin'an. "I believe you. You are not the ones who killed Sixth Senior Brother. If it wasn't you, my senior brothers and sisters and I will apologize to you. But if it was you, even if we suffer the same fate as Sixth Senior Brother, we will fight you to the death!"

Lu Jin'an paused for a second before covering his mouth and laughing. Min Jiu saw the person in front of him lower his eyes and laugh. Before he could react, without even realizing when the person had approached him, he felt a cold touch on his neck and unconsciously stepped back.

So fast.

"Ninth Brother!" Guapi rushed to Minjiu's side, spreading his arms like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

Lu Jin'an sheathed the dagger, a faint smile playing on his lips. Min Jiu's eyes were still filled with terror when he immediately crouched down and hugged his little brother tightly.

"Didn't your senior brothers and sisters tell you that here, if you don't have enough strength, don't trust anyone you can't figure out?"

"But them."

"That's because they've run out of options." He said with a smile in his eyes and a rising tone at the end of his sentence.

The boy was startled, and beads of sweat appeared on his nose. Lu Jin'an looked at him, narrowed his eyes, and shook his head.

A dagger suddenly appeared in his arms. Min Jiu was so frightened that he immediately tried to throw it away, but then he heard, "I'm sorry for scaring you. Since we have a connection, I'm giving you this dagger. Since it scared you earlier, you can use it from now on. Consider it a warning."

She bent down to rub the melon rind in his arms, saying, "You should stay close to your master later, your ninth brother might not be able to protect you."

The boy's face showed slight anger, even his ears were bright red. "Of course I can protect my younger brother."

"Well, I don't remember who asked me for help back then," the person who had been leaning against the tree said, feigning sleep.

"You! You guys!"

Guapi'er then poked his head out, shaking his head and saying, "Ninth Brother, Master, Brother Lu, and Brother Chiyu are all very powerful."

"Children shouldn't interrupt adults!"

"Oh." Guapi shrank back, saw Lu Jin'an wink at him, poked at himself with his finger, and muttered, "Ninth Brother is really something, amazing but he won't let people say it."

This interruption eased the atmosphere among them.

"Speaking of which, if your Ten Killing Formation is really that powerful, why haven't I seen all the monsters here being under the jurisdiction of your sect?"

Min Jiu lowered his head and pulled at the grass on the ground, somewhat silent. "Not all disciples of the Xuantian Sect are capable of opening the Ten Killing Formation."

"The Ten Killing Formation is a killing formation. Disciples with shallow cultivation cannot comprehend it and will instead be devoured."

"Oh, so that means the foundation is weak, there are many poor students, and the good tricks left by the higher-ups were created by talented evil cultivators." Lu Jin'an shook his head.

"I don't know how many sects like yours are around here."

Min Jiu looked at him strangely, "Aren't you... wandering cultivators from the martial world?"

"Before the turmoil began, it had not yet been born."

Before Lu Jin'an could answer, the old Taoist priest in green replied.

So Lu Jin'an smiled and nodded at him.

"That really is a reclusive master, a cut above the rest," Minjiu muttered.

He glanced at the incense stick beside him and said, "Well, I'm just killing time anyway, so I might as well talk to you country bumpkins from the mountains."