She became a god

Di Zixuan did not immediately agree to Lin Jingchuan's suggestion, but instead opened a brocade pouch.

Di Zixuan readily agreed to the exchange of the west fan, but when it came to Linglongyu, she wanted to see the brocade pouch.

It seems that it is Ye Mengying, not Di Zixuan, who wants the Linglong Jade.

After reading it, he said, "Your oath should state that you will exchange it for the Linglong Jade or Ye Qingzhou's Three Divinations."

Lin Jingchuan made a vow against his inner demons with a droopy face, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The fact that Ye Mengying agreed to the exchange shows that she only has a superficial understanding of the Linglong Jade.

If she truly understood Linglongyu, she would never have agreed to the exchange.

It seems that Master is probably still safe.

After Lin Jingchuan and Yuantong signed such a humiliating treaty, Di Zixuan kept his promise and accompanied the two to guard the Nine-Bend Spirit Ginseng before immediately setting off to return to Qinghe County without delay.

However, the journey was not peaceful, and the three of them encountered several groups of bandits.

It is unknown who spread the rumor that Zhou Changsheng and his wife, who were the richest people in the world, returned to Qinghe from Yangcheng with real gold and silver.

In an instant, countless forces set their sights on them.

Looking at the list of dead guards, Di Zixuan could only console himself that it wasn't the real Chen Pi.

He finally arrived at Daqueshan. Beyond this mountain lies Qinghe County. He had already sent a message to the prefect by carrier pigeon.

They should be able to see the waiting party as soon as they come down the mountain.

This final leg of the journey will surely be even more perilous.

Di Zixuan kicked Lin Jingchuan, who was sleeping in late, and glared at Yuantong, who was doing nothing.

"Whether we can get back to Qinghe depends on whether we can cross Daqueshan tonight. You guys better cheer up!"

"Tsk! We've all sworn an oath to the devil, now it's your turn to do your best and contribute. Do you expect to act like a big shot after taking the benefits?"

Lin Jingchuan sneered, the thought of being forced to make a vow and the Linglong Jade that might change hands made him anything but calm.

Yuantong, however, took it in stride. "Fellow Daoist Di, just endure this hardship for a while, and you'll be able to wait for us to fulfill our promise. What a wonderful thing that is! Or is it that you can't even endure this little bit of hardship? No wonder..."

Yuan Tong seemed a little embarrassed to say it aloud. His hesitant yet malicious expression reminded Lin Jingchuan and Di Zixuan of Ye Qingzhou.

Tsk!

They are indeed brother and sister!

"Since you know it's no wonder, there's no need to mention it again."

Everyone here is shrewd, and Di Zixuan had no desire to listen to the monk's sarcastic remarks and provocations.

The three of them continued their journey in this awkward manner.

Sunset at the summit of Daqueshan Mountain.

The autumn wind was bleak and the cold was biting, so Yuantong wrapped his cloak tighter around himself.

The original owner was too weak; he didn't want to get a fever.

But then a long sigh was heard, because Di Lin and the other two had not yet succeeded in breaking through the fire.

The tinderbox was gone, and all three of them, who had grown up in luxury, didn't know how to use it.

Finally, they chopped some dry grass to start a fire, and as the campfire illuminated everyone's faces, night had already enveloped the land.

They cooked a pot of thin soup and ate some dry rations, and the three of them made do for dinner.

The night was quiet, with only the occasional soft rustling of grass and trees.

Through the gaps in the tent, one could faintly see the bright moon alone in the sky, without any stars to accompany it.

The moon was bright and the stars were few; a gentle breeze was blowing, but none of the three felt sleepy.

Simply put, it was too quiet.

They waited and waited, but nothing happened.

Yuantong and Lin Jingchuan both fell asleep.

Although Di Zixuan spoke toughly, he was still thinking about the benefits that would follow, and dared not fall asleep.

In the dead of night, they finally caught a whiff of murderous intent.

He rarely expressed his gratitude for transmigrating into the body of Chen Pi, who possessed high martial arts skills and rich combat experience.

The original owner's vigilance still gave him the freedom to act, granting him the qualifications and ability to escort.

He closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Only the very light footsteps of a group of people could be heard. The group was cautious and did not enter the tent completely, but sent three people in first.

Di Zixuan felt a pair of hands approaching his chest. He immediately took out a short sword from his sleeve and killed the person with his bare hands. Then he kicked up a long spear and pierced through the other two people, blood gushing out.

Lin Jingchuan, who was awakened by being touched, felt the warm blood on his face and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

He was ultimately too well protected by his father, brothers, and sisters. Even though he had some fighting experience, he never actually killed anyone.

Seeing this, Yuantong handed him a string of Bodhi beads and silently recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart.

Chen Pi blew his whistle and, together with seven guards, attacked the remaining bandits.

When he came out, he was shocked to find that there were more than thirty thieves. He was terrified, but dared not show his panic on his face.

He led his guards in a bloody battle, but this time the bandits were far more skilled than the previous outlaws.

Eight of their own men were quickly wounded, while the opposing team still had more than twenty men.

If this continues, they might lose their lives here.

Di Zixuan gritted his teeth, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, uncorked it, and let it dissipate in the breeze. The person opposite him quickly went limp.

Having been trained by Di Zixuan, the seven secret guards were already holding their breath and unaffected. Like wolves among sheep, they slaughtered the remaining twenty-odd people.

Looking at the empty bottle, Di Zixuan felt a pang of heartache.

This was one of only two bottles of Ten Fragrant Tendon-Softening Powder in Ye Mengying's possession, and it was also Ye Mengying's reward to him.

Living in another world, it is extremely difficult to obtain the Ten Fragrant Softening Powder again.

The Ten Fragrance Softening Tendon Powder is a grade three elixir, and it's impossible to buy it without dozens of high-grade spirit stones. Moreover, Ye Mengying's Ten Fragrance Softening Tendon Powder is extremely effective and in high demand.

Although Di Zixuan was heartbroken, he also vaguely felt that he had forgotten something.

correct!

So quiet!

When Di Zixuan returned to the tent, it was already empty.

Lin Jingchuan and Yuantong have disappeared!

Fortunately, he had already sprinkled phosphorus powder on the two of them and lit a tracking talisman, which produced a glowing green light that formed its own path to guide them.

Seeing the talisman paper burned to ashes, Di Zixuan could only console himself: if he could refine it once with the materials of this world, he could refine it a second time.

Following the green light, they discovered that they were heading down the mountain towards Qinghe County.

How strange, this group of thieves neither killed nor robbed, nor did they flee to other counties. Instead, they were heading to Qinghe with their men.

If Di Zixuan hadn't been in constant contact with the Prefect of Qinghe, one might have mistaken him for one of the Prefect's men.

Lin Jingchuan and Yuantong watched the fighting figures with a heavy heart, but suddenly they heard a clear shout.

"Come with me!"

The two looked at the person dressed in night before them, who held a long sword in his hand, and saw that he looked exactly like...

"I am Wen Xichun."

Yuantong was overjoyed. "Did Zhouzhou ask you to come?"

“No.” Wen Xichun shook her head. “I still want to know news about her from you.”

"Come with me quickly."

Upon hearing this, the two dared not delay and hurriedly packed their valuables, especially the Nine-Bend Spirit Ginseng, which they clutched tightly to their chests.

The three of them ran wildly along the path for a full half hour before finally being surrounded by torches.

"Wen Xichun, you're a madman, how dare you compete with me?"