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

night.

"Are you there?"

Zhu Wuyao peered into the spiritual sea and poked it with his divine sense.

"The other party sent you a window shake."

But this pen is aloof.

They read my message but didn't reply!

Zhu Wuyao didn't know if it had read the message or not, but that didn't stop her from speculating about the pen with the utmost malice.

She had been a sycophant for days and was now feeling a bit annoyed.

It must be this calligraphy brush that absorbed the spiritual energy she gained from her cultivation today; otherwise, why hasn't she leveled up yet?

Perhaps because he is quite confident, Zhu Wuyao doesn't seem to care at all that he has mixed spiritual roots.

She sent another window shake, coaxingly saying:

"Let's assume you have intelligence. As a pen with integrity, how can you eat, drink, and live for free?"

"I won't make things difficult for you. Just wait for the crucial moment, and when the time comes, you can unleash your divine power. At least let me brave the wind and rain and fight my way in and out seven times."

"Let's capture as many people as possible and build more pagodas, right?"

……

Just as I was talking about this, Ji Yuezhang sent me a window shake.

"Come quick, come quick, the osmanthus wine is ready to be chilled!"

Zhu Wuyao sighed, looking at the bladeless sword on the table, thinking to himself, "It's still the most obedient and sensible one."

Do whatever you're told.

When you travel, it looks impressive when you carry it on your back, and it's energy-efficient and cools down when you keep it at home. This is truly an essential item for both home and travel!

Ji Yuezhang watched as she touched the bladeless sword with eyes full of love, and even paused in his act of drinking osmanthus wine.

He reached out and touched her forehead, then touched his own.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"It's alright, Miss Zhu, let's get some rest early today."

Zhu Wuyao nodded and said, "Yes, we still have to see Gu Lang off tomorrow."

The appointed day arrived—

This is the first time the three-person group has reunited since they parted ways at the auction.

Gu Lang saw two familiar figures and almost burst into tears on the spot:

"Do you know how much I, Gu Lang, have suffered!"

Ever since he bought the damaged Mountain-Seeking Compass at the auction for "only" 2,200 spirit stones, and then, "in a moment of passion," revealed the news of the rare treasure's emergence.

In particular, to make a good impression that day, he brought two cultivators from the Gu family with him.

After the auction ended, the people from Mohen Bookstore started looking at him strangely.

He knew that someone must have written to his father complaining about him, and he could guess what the letter contained—

"Master, something terrible has happened! Your child has gone mad!"

In just the few days of waiting for his trip, Gu Lang had already experienced the full spectrum of human nature, and the people around him were incredibly caring towards him.

I was afraid that he might suddenly decide to get involved in business matters.

But Gu Lang couldn't explain it!

Stop it!

Anyway, he's always been the one who's not valued.

On the surface, he's a fool, but who knows that Gu Lang is a great hero who saves the world!

After listening to this tearful plea, Zhu Wuyao handed him the two letters in her hand and said:

Absolutely!

"You will not only be a great hero who saves the world, but you will also soon be a diligent messenger."

Ji Yuezhang couldn't help but chuckle as well, but then felt it wasn't appropriate to laugh out loud, so she covered her face with a plain handkerchief and tried to frown.

She took out most of the spirit stones she had on her, and also gave away more than a dozen explosive talismans, saying:

"Young Master Gu is a man of great righteousness. He is willing to tarnish his reputation in order to do good deeds. Please accept these gifts."

Zhu Wuyao also took out the only completed luck-changing talisman and said:

"I have nothing of value, but if there is anything I can do to help in the future, I will certainly not refuse."

Gu Lang looked at the items before him, took the talisman without asking for spirit stones, waved his hand to have it taken back, and said:

"Talismans are useful, but spirit stones are useless. What's the point of having them?"

On this journey north, I naturally accepted the talismans given to me by my friend.

Just as he was about to turn around and mount his horse, he saw Ji Yuezhang hand him another letter. Upon seeing the letter, Zhu Wuyao instinctively reached out to stop him, but then suddenly stopped halfway.

He tucked his fingertips in and slowly lowered his hand.

She lowered her head, looking at the weeds on the ground, and remained silent.

It seemed as if he was counting the taels of silver hidden in the gaps in the grass.

She not only wants to be the most despicable person in the world, but also drags her friends down with her, making them the most unfilial and foolish people in the world.

Gu Lang, the most "foolish" person in the world, looked down at the letter and saw the address on it.

He didn't know the contents of the letter, but he could guess that it must have been from someone close to him.

Gu Lang glanced at Zhu Wuyao, who had her head down, then took the letter and put it in his pocket.

He turned and mounted his horse, the black-maned steed neighing loudly. He pulled on the reins, letting the horse's raised hooves touch the ground again, kicking up dust.

For someone as foolish as him to say, what have the common people done wrong? What have Nanli done wrong? What have the people who read this letter done wrong? What have you and I done wrong?

Despite all the helplessness, we must keep moving forward.

"I'm leaving now, gentlemen. Aren't you going to say goodbye?"

Ji Yuezhang stood there smiling gently, her pure white dress fluttering in the wind. It had rained last night, and the grass was wet and stained with mud.

Her skirt was eventually a little dirty.

I don't know if it can be washed clean.

"May Young Master Gu's journey be smooth, with his horse gliding through the autumn wind and his voice echoing across the distant mountains and rivers."

Zhu Wuyao took a deep breath, looked up at Gu Lang, and smiled:

"The journey is long, Master Gu, may you always be accompanied by the wind, and return home with your sword soon!"

Gu Lang turned his horse around, laughed heartily, and waved his hand. He was overjoyed to be called "Hero Gu".

Watching Gu Lang's figure galloping on horseback, Ji Yuezhang said enviously:

"This is the tale of chivalry!"

Unfortunately, she couldn't be that chivalrous knight-errant on horseback. If her grandfather caught her in Beixuan City, she might be detained!

Upon hearing the words "Xia Ke Xing" (侠客行), Zhu Wuyao was reminded of Li Bai's poem.

On the way back, he recited it to Ji Yuezhang.

When the poem reached the line "Three cups of wine, a vow made; five sacred mountains, light as a feather," Ji Yuezhang clapped his hands in approval and asked:

"and then?"

Zhu Wuyao spread his hands and said, "That's all I've memorized. I haven't memorized the rest."

"Okay you!"

Just as they were feeling triumphant, it came to an abrupt end because another person had a bad memory.

Ji Yuezhang began to ponder carefully whether there were any talismans that could improve a person's memory.

Hearing Ji Yuezhang's grand ambition—that she actually wanted to improve her literacy—Zhu Wuyao suggested:

“He likes to drink when he writes poetry, so why don’t we buy some wine? Maybe I can find some enjoyment in the wine and remember him then?”

"Zhu Wuyao, I think you just want to drink!"

"Ji Yuezhang understands me best, haha!"

……

Upon entering Nanli City, the two put on their hoods.

Since the news of the auction came out a few days ago, it spread like wildfire, and many cultivators have come one after another.

Everyone is waiting for the magical treasure that is about to appear in Nanli City.

At least they knew this was the territory of the Juque Sect, so things were quite harmonious.

Zhu Wuyao was also quite emotional, thankfully no extraordinary treasure had appeared, otherwise, the pleasant conversation today might have turned into a fight tomorrow.

As I walked home, I saw many people on the street holding "Red Dust Immortal" in their hands.

Zhang Xuan has instantly become a top figure in the cultivation world of Nanli City.