Just Like... the New Year

In the dim room, over a dozen people sat around a round table. In the center of the table, a thick, large candle burned, and beside it sat a cute Little Dragon Girl.

Little Dragon Girl sat by the candle with her two short legs, her eyes blinking as she watched the dancing flame. A chubby little tail swished back and forth on the table.

Perhaps she was a bit bored, Little Dragon Girl put her finger in her mouth and thought. A lightbulb appeared above her little head. Little Dragon Girl took the candlelight in her hand, wanting to give it to her Papa. However, her Papa merely patted her head and told her to put it back.

Papa isn't playing with me...

Sitting on the table with her head drooping, Little Niannian felt a little wronged.

But when Jiang Lin placed a pile of snacks in front of Little Niannian, Papa was the best Papa again.

"Brother Jiang, is what you said true?"

The dim candlelight reflected on the faces of nearly ten people.

Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes, "Of course, it's true!"

"But Brother Jiang, it's not that we don't believe you, this deal is just a bit too big..." A Great Eagle Demon extended a claw to stroke its pointed chin, falling into thought.

"Brother Eagle, it's not that I don't say it, the current Villain Market is in a slump. If we don't do something big now, when will we? Besides, Brother Eagle, don't you like that owl from Spirit Bird Peak next door? If we pull this off! You'll have money, and with money, you can be a Simp with more confidence!"

"What Simp! If I didn't truly like her, who would be willing to be a Simp?!"

"Alright, alright, Little Eagle, don't be anxious. Brother Jiang is indeed making sense," a muscular man with eight-pack abs beside him pressed down its wings. "It's just, Brother Jiang, your plan is indeed very tempting, and it's not that we don't believe you. Brother Jiang, you entered the Sea Gazing Realm at just eighteen, but you're only in the Sea Gazing Realm."

"To be honest with you all, fighting enemies across realms has always been my specialty, Jiang Lin."

A bald guy rolled his eyes at Jiang Lin, "Do you think this is like those storybooks written by Novel Family cultivators?"

"Oh, whatever, just say yes or no," Jiang Lin's tone suddenly turned serious. "I'm only inviting you all based on our many years as partners. If we don't make this money, we're hardly worthy of being members of the Demonic Sect! And after this is done, from now on, for any of you sitting here who buy bloomers, I, Jiang Lin, will pay for everyone to get an 80% discount!"

"Alright! Let's do it! I believe Brother Jiang won't lie to me!" Fang Chaoqun slammed the table forcefully. Little Dragon Girl was so shaken that her little bottom lifted off the table and then fell back down.

"I'm in too!"

"Let's do it!"

"Do it!"

"Do it!"

"Do it!"

Suddenly, around the round table, a group of people slammed the table and shouted "Do it!" As Little Dragon Girl went up and down with the impacts, she happily squinted into two crescent moons.

This is fun...

"What are you all doing! Can't you see there's a child here? Be civilized! Pay attention to civility! You're all cultured members of the Demonic Sect." Jiang Lin picked up Little Niannian. "Alright, we'll proceed according to the plan. I'm going to rest and recuperate first. The rest is up to all of you."

"Don't worry, leave it to us."

"If it's truly as Brother Jiang says, then Brother Jiang can rest assured about manifesting himself before people tomorrow. We'll all be here."

"Mm, good. In that case, everyone, I bid farewell." Placing Little Dragon Girl on his head, Jiang Lin cupped his hands in a bow and left the dim room first. "Oh, and from now on, don't be stingy with the candles, light a few more... It's too dark, it's bad for your eyes."

"Papa, why do those uncles look so excited? What is 'do it'?"

On the way back to Twin Pearl Peak, Little Niannian, perched on Jiang Lin's head, asked curiously.

"This... Little Niannian doesn't need to understand. Come, let's go home and eat."

Accelerating his Flying Sword, they quickly returned to Twin Pearl Peak. After lunch, because Little Niannian really liked Jiang Lin's Natal Flying Sword, Jiang Lin sealed the edge of First Snow and handed it to Niannian to play with.

Jiang Lin sat at a stone table, using a brush made from feathers picked up from the Spirit Bird Peak next door, and began calculating how many Spirit Stones he could earn from this deal.

As he calculated, Jiang Lin wiped his mouth, his eyes turning into a comical shape.

Beside him, Little Niannian watched insects on a branch with blinking eyes. After watching for a while, Little Niannian opened her chubby mouth and ate one, then turned to look at her Papa...

For some reason, Papa sometimes feels so perverted...

"Bro, did you hear? The Six Major Sects are coming to attack our Sun Moon Sect!"

"Huh? Aren't they just looking for Brother Jiang?"

"It's fine, people often come looking for revenge. We just need to hide and not go out. Can they really rush in?"

"Speaking of which, Brother Jiang is really something. His Master is so beautiful, why did he become a Flower-Picking Thief?"

"Lao Qu, you don't understand. The flower at home isn't as fragrant as the wild ones."

"No! Oh, you guys listen to me! Brother Jiang is going to face them alone tomorrow!"

"What?!"

"Come, come, shopkeepers, serve everyone here a bowl of Yangchun Noodles. The bill is on me, Diao Da!"

"Oh my, Diao Da, did you finally win over that owl? You're so generous?"

"Hahaha, I didn't win over Xiao Hua, but my brother Jiang Lin is going to fight the Six Major Sects alone tomorrow!"

"What, is Jiang Xiaozi crazy? Did his Master run off with another man? Why would he do something so reckless?"

"To celebrate Jiang Lin of our Sun Moon Sect achieving victory tomorrow, I declare that all services at Spring Breeze Pavilion today are 20% off!"

"The Shopkeeper is mighty!"

"The Shopkeeper is awesome!"

"Shopkeeper, should we have Miss Wu Die perform a dance to celebrate?"

"No problem, today Wu Die will perform a dance for everyone!"

"Shopkeeper..." a girl gently tugged her sleeve from behind.

"Wu Die, it's fine, just one dance."

"It's not that..." the girl named Wu Die bit her lip, "Is Young Master Jiang really a Flower-Picking Thief?"

In less than an hour and a half, all the major gambling houses and restaurants of the Sun Moon Sect had opened their betting.

"Betting is open, place your bets! For those betting on our Sun Moon Sect's Jiang Lin to win, over here. For those betting on him to lose, over here. Those betting on the score, come to me."

"That kid Jiang Lin has so much courage! He's one of us from the Demonic Sect. I've decided, 10 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, I bet Jiang Lin loses it all!"

"I support Jiang Lin! 20 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, I bet Jiang Lin wins one match!"

"Brother Jiang, they don't believe in you, but I do! I bet Jiang Lin wins two matches! By the way, buddy, how many matches is he fighting in total tomorrow?"

"Didn't they say it already? Brother Jiang is fighting everyone by himself."

"Ah..."

"What's wrong?"

"Shopkeeper, look, can I place a bet on 'Will Jiang Lin return alive'?"

"Eh?! I think that's a good idea!"

In just under an afternoon of hype and buildup, the entire sect knew about Jiang Lin fighting the Six Major Sects alone. All the major restaurants and shops of the Sun Moon Sect were decorated with lanterns and streamers, offering discounts.

It was like... New Year...

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