Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Inside a private room of the restaurant.

Holding a wine glass in one hand and grabbing Ji Yuezhang with the other, Zhu Wuyao began to make up a bunch of nonsense:

"Young Master Gu, what's the point of living if you haven't saved the world?"

"Now, a golden opportunity is before you. Will you live a life of mediocrity, or will you prove to the heavens that you refuse to give up? This is a choice!"

Ji Yuezhang nodded repeatedly, holding a handkerchief, moved to tears, and said:

"I will let the heavens know that I will not admit defeat!"

Gu Lang, his hands trembling, raised the wine glass and hesitated before saying:

"I...I'm going to save the world?"

"Yes!" Zhu Wuyao's gaze was firm, showing no embarrassment whatsoever, and he continued:

Even three small plates of snacks taste just as delicious!

"Hmm?" Gu Lang blinked, wondering if something was wrong.

"There's still the warmth left from those three plates of snacks!"

...Gu Lang suddenly realized that his life was in danger.

He asked, with a slight toothache:

“Miss Zhu, in the face of such a calamity, even if the three of us were to sacrifice ourselves, we would not hear a sound. There is truly only so much we can do…”

"No, all three of us will survive, because if we can't, we'll run away."

Gu Lang nodded in confusion, then shook his head and said:

"The point is not that, but the issue of capability. Perhaps all our efforts will be in vain, and the great disaster will still come."

Zhu Wuyao suddenly became serious and said:

"It has meaning for those who survived because of us."

She had once read an article about a little boy who threw stranded fish back into the sea, but there were countless other fish on the beach that would eventually lose their lives.

Someone asked him, "Who would care?"

He picked up a fish, threw it forcefully into the sea, and said, "This fish cares."

Gu Lang looked up at Zhu Wuyao and saw her gaze burning brightly—

It pounced on the steamed sea bass on the dining table.

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The osmanthus wine was served, but Gu Lang remained frowning. Even the teleportation talisman for escaping that was placed on the table could not soothe his heart.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

Zhu Wuyao nodded "Mmm" and continued eating, seemingly unsurprised that Gu Lang would agree.

Ji Yuezhang, standing next to her, was much more reserved—she had already fallen asleep while holding the wine pot.

Gu Lang looked around, and there wasn't even a grand initiation ceremony? Is this the treatment a hero who saves the world deserves?

Zhu Wuyao had just finished her meal when she poured Gu Daxia a cup of wine, saying in a seemingly teasing tone:

"Master Gu, from the moment you learned about this matter, you were destined to be caught in the trap."

Just like Ji Yuezhang.

Or perhaps, it's about her.

Unfortunately, wanting to save the world inevitably means bearing the misunderstanding of the world.

Zhu Wuyao and Ji Yuezhang went out to have their fortunes told today, and then returned in a sorry state.

"Damn it! They actually accused me of spreading heresy and even smashed my fortune-telling stall!"

Zhu Wuyao gently slammed his fist on the table, being very careful with the force so as not to break it.

Ji Yuezhang, standing to the side, looked dejected, with a vegetable leaf still clinging to his clothes.

All he said was, "A great calamity is about to befall Nanli City," "Your lives are numbered," and "This talisman can protect your lives."

If you don't believe me, fine, but you actually sent people over to smash up my stall!

If they weren't so well-mannered and didn't want to make a fuss, they would have plucked their chicken feathers and stolen their eggs overnight, and even grabbed a couple of bunches of cabbages before leaving.

One of them was at the second level of Qi Refining, and the other was at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment. They had never suffered such a loss before.

This is truly... truly going too far in bullying cultivators!

Zhu Wuyao took a sip of herbal tea and decided to be flexible and find another way.

Ji Yuezhang, recalling the scene just now, was both amused and annoyed. She walked up to Zhu Wuyao, cupped her face, and teased her:

"Such a beautiful young Taoist priest, how could she be called a fraud? It's even caused me and you to get pelted with vegetable leaves."

Zhu Wuyao plucked the vegetable leaves from her clothes, proudly pulled a handful of greens from his sleeve, and said:

"Let's stir-fry it tonight."

At night, Wufeng Sword was chilling osmanthus wine.

The two huddled together, heads close, looking at the map of Nanli City. Zhu Wuyao pondered for a moment, then pointed to the river in the city and said:

"It is estimated that the disaster originated from this river, such as a flood."

Ji Yuezhang agreed, and proposed another possibility: "If it is an earthquake, it may also cause the dam to collapse and the river to overflow its banks."

"Are there monsters causing trouble?"

Upon hearing Zhu Wuyao's question, Ji Yuezhang thought carefully and said:

"This is ultimately the territory of the Juque Sect. Demonic cultivators or monsters shouldn't dare to come here and cause trouble."

After saying this, Ji Yuezhang recalled the books he had read and added:

“The earth fire flows, a spiritual treasure is born, or a Juque Sect cultivator falls into demonic possession. These could all cause large-scale casualties. There are too many possibilities.”

Zhu Wuyao listened thoughtfully.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

the other side.

Gu Lang was also quite troubled. He was called a "young master" to put it nicely, but in reality, he was just one of the thirteen young masters of the Gu family.

They were never valued by their ancestor.

Even his father was always angry with him for his lack of ambition, but Gu Lang had his own twisted logic—

The Gu family is not some ordinary wealthy family, nor are they like ordinary people dividing up their ancestors' property. Their ancestor is in his prime and may live for several more centuries.

What's the point of dividing up power now?

He might not even live as long as his ancestor!

We cultivators compete to see who can live the longest and who can endure the most hardships.

The struggle for power and profit may endanger one's life, which contradicts the path to longevity.

It's better to be carefree. Maybe if you're in a better mood, you'll live longer, outlive everyone else, and then naturally inherit the family business.

His father wouldn't listen and even hit him!

Hey……

Although the Gu Family Escort Agency in Nanli City is also owned by the Gu family, it's not his father's business. The manager is all smiles and has a good attitude, but he just won't help!

“Young Master Gu Lang, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but you know Miss Gu Ying’s temper. She’s always a woman of her word, and these letters just can’t be delivered.”

Gu Lang has such a fiery temper!

He immediately handed over the silver, attempting to bribe the other party.

"Please help me out, it's just three letters."

The manager, still smiling, expertly accepted the money pouch and said, "Since Young Master Gu Lang trusts you—"

Upon hearing this, Gu Lang hesitated for a moment and asked:

"You'll deliver the letter, right? You won't peek at it, will you?"

The manager nodded: "Mhm."

Uh-huh?

Gu Lang: "You're peeping?!"

The manager nodded again, smiling, and said, "Yes, yes!"

Gu Lang nearly choked on his breath. He angrily snatched the money bag from the steward's hand and stared at the sky speechlessly.

It's fine if he just peeks at it, since there's nothing shameful in his letter. But it would be troublesome if a Qi Refining stage divination cultivator claimed to have predicted an impending calamity, and the letter involved the Ji family of the Talisman Dao and the Star-Picking Tower. If she were to be mistaken for someone with a mental problem and refuse to deliver the letter to him, that would be a real problem.

He cannot transfer those with cultivation in various places; only mortals can be dispatched to deliver messages.

Now, there are three paths to choose from.

First, although Gu Ying is indifferent, he will definitely help after learning about this matter. However, it will take the escort agency two days to reach the communication array, ask for instructions, and return. They also need to send a message from Nanli to Beixuan, which will take another three to five days.

Second, send a servant from Mohen Bookstore to Beixuan Mohen Bookstore. Judging from the hardships and dangers along the way, the next life will be over.

Third, Master Gu personally took action.