Bodhisattva, please help me in my spiritual practice!

The space around the red-sleeved banners began to distort in a strange way.

The danger was so great that Ao Peng couldn't even perceive it!

He quickly took out the life-saving money and incense he had received from the God of Wealth!

This is a hot potato. If he dares to take it, even if he's just an ordinary player, he'll definitely die a horrible death.

What he wants is proficiency in the skill of obtaining the seal.

After achieving a minor level of proficiency, he couldn't find any weasels to ask for a title, and even if he did, he estimated that only those with advanced skills would give him a little bit of proficiency.

But this peddler in front of us has the ability to transform into countless forms, so he is definitely not a simple NPC.

Getting him appointed is better than getting a thousand weasels!

Ao Peng made the right bet; he asked a True Lord for a title!

When the God of Wealth and Prosperity saw Ao Peng presenting the incense and life money that he had just taken from him, the God of Wealth and Prosperity was overheard.

The coldness on His face softened slightly, but He still sneered, "Boy, you're really bold. I haven't encountered someone as audacious as you in many years. Tell me, how should I deal with you? I know you people of the mortal world aren't afraid of dying in the old land. How about I imprison you under the North Sea for five hundred years?"

Ao Peng instantly received another useful piece of information.

Even a great figure at the True Lord level cannot see through the body of his soul fused from two realms. He only sees him as a player. This is the protection of the dual rules of the old world and reality!

"You jest, True Lord. My mastery of the skills I sought to obtain was entirely due to your guidance. Do you think a useless person who has been imprisoned under the North Sea for five hundred years is more useful, or a successor whom you speak of as capable of shouldering the heavy responsibilities of the world?"

"Quick-witted and eloquent!"

Although the God of Wealth and Prosperity cursed, he still accepted the incense and life money that belonged to Him from Ao Peng.

If Ao Peng is just a fool, He has plenty of ways to deal with him.

But Ao Peng had just left the "newbie village" and not only drew the "Huangdi Su Nu Jing" (Yellow Emperor's Classic of Plain Women), but also dared to boldly obtain tremendous benefits from Him, making Him feel reluctant to part with it.

Yes, it's always a good thing to make a connection with such a genius.

Suppressed beneath the North Sea, besides venting its anger, it was actually a losing proposition.

As for losing face, well, no one will see it anyway.

Seeing that the God of Wealth had retrieved His incense and life-saving money, Ao Peng breathed a sigh of relief.

He admitted that there was an element of gambling involved, but he won the gamble!

Having decided to forge a good relationship with Ao Peng, the coldness on Caiyuan Guangjin Zhenjun's face melted away.

With a renewed smile, he said earnestly, "Young man, you can't use this 'Seal-Seeking' skill carelessly. It's a spell that involves karma. As the saying goes, mortals fear the consequences, while bodhisattvas fear the causes. The matter of karma is extremely mysterious. If you recklessly increase karma, however many lives you've taken from others today, you'll surely have to pay back double in the future. Those weasels who cultivate 'Seal-Seeking' never have a good ending! If it weren't for the fact that I only have a wisp of my soul here today, you would surely die without a burial place!"

Indeed, in legends, the weasels who sought to be granted titles were all villains, even if one or two reformed.

The number of lives you take from someone today will determine how many generations of that person's descendants will be unable to escape their fate tomorrow.

Ao Peng recalled the skill he used to obtain the seal.

It seems that others always ask him for titles first, and then he takes the opportunity to ask for titles in return.

This is called "borrowing and repaying".

The only exception is the True Lord of Abundant Wealth.

The God of Wealth nodded and prepared to leave with his bamboo box on his back.

Although he and Ao Peng formed a good relationship, Ao Peng is currently too weak to be of any help.

Ao Peng quickly bowed and thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, True Lord. By the way, if I make progress in cultivating the Scripture of the Plain Maiden, how should I contact you if I wish to discuss the mysteries within the book with you?"

The True Lord of Abundant Wealth laughed, "You little monkey are quite clever. You still want to get opportunities from me? I won't do a losing deal twice! When the opportunity comes, we'll meet again."

After saying that, he vanished into thin air, not even giving Ao Peng the chance to buy the other three fixed refresh items.

This is a test, and also revenge for Ao Peng's recent attempt to gain a title through his cultivation.

Ao Peng returned to the bustling Red Sleeve Pavilion once again.

The surrounding area was filled with the sounds of birdsong and dancing butterflies.

The madam, her face deathly pale, suddenly appeared out of nowhere and said to Ao Peng in a sinister tone, "Young Master Ao, where are you headed?"

Ao Peng replied naturally, "I stayed in the room for three days and then went out for a walk a couple of times."

That reason is reasonable, but more than a dozen players have already tried to escape from Hongxiuzhao.

The madam chuckled, "This place is mostly frequented by other dignitaries and nobles. You can't just wander around like this. Let me take you back to rest, young master."

The madam of Hongxiuzhao (a brothel) has become suspicious of you, and at the same time, she is also suspicious that Yingren (the hostess) hasn't won you over yet.

You returned to your room, and the madam went back to urge them to come and greet you.

But since the groom had gone to the market, the madam had no choice but to wait for half a day.

She decided that as soon as Yingren returned, she would have him cultivate you, lest things get complicated and you only have one day of good fortune left.

"A stolen half-day of leisure!"

Ao Peng sighed, then estimated the time and returned to reality from the game. It was exactly four in the morning, just in time to catch the early bus back to school.

Moreover, now that he has mastered the skill of seeking a title, he can settle a score with that bastard Zheng Han!

Ordinary people are afraid of effects, but Bodhisattvas are afraid of causes.

Someone owes Ao Peng a life, and he must repay it!

Back at school, Ao Peng found out about Zheng Han's classes by asking around.

Just after 11 a.m., Zheng Han was about to ask his girlfriend out for lunch. Before he even left the teaching building, a tall and strong young man suddenly flashed out from the crowd.

With a strength of 1.2, Ao Peng easily grabbed Zheng Han by the collar.

"Ao Peng, what do you want to do?!"

Zheng Han was shocked.

He knew perfectly well why Ao Peng did this, but he never imagined that 30,000 yuan would drive Ao Peng to this point.

"Zheng Han, you know perfectly well what I want to do!"

The surrounding students gathered around, but Ao Peng was so fierce that he was like a tiger released from its cage, and no one dared to step forward to persuade him before they understood what was going on.

Ao Peng shouted, "You organized this mountain climbing trip, and I carried the luggage of two or three people. I was so exhausted that I collapsed and got stuck on the mountain, almost dying there. Someone asked me for 30,000 yuan for rescue fees. My family isn't well-off, so I begged you to pay for it first and I promised to pay you back later. But instead of paying, you ran off after coming down the mountain and then hung up on me! What do you think I want? You owe me, Ao Peng, half my life!"

After hearing the whole story, the students around Zheng Han all noticed something was wrong with his expression.

That's really unfair.

"You think you can just owe me money like that?"

Zheng Han still wanted to be stubborn, but Ao Peng had already raised his fist, which was as big as a sandbag, and he was sure that Zheng Han would not be able to take it!

"Say it again, do you owe me or not?!"

Ao Peng's eyes were bloodshot, and he tightened his grip on Zheng Han's neck. Zheng Han struggled desperately, punching and kicking Ao Peng, but it was like hitting an iron pillar; instead, he was the one whose hands and feet ached terribly.

Oh no, if I had been hit hard today, I might not just end up in the hospital.

This kid is clearly out of his mind. What if he really goes all out against me?

How can my good life compare to his terrible one?

Zheng Han quickly said, "I owe you, I owe you, please put me down first."

[You have successfully obtained the title. You have received half of your rightful life from Zheng Han, one tael and one qian!]

Zheng Han's fate has been reduced from 3.7 taels to 2.6 taels.