Hope That Guy Is All Right

After bidding farewell to Jiang Lin, Zhen Xian once again traversed towering mountains and ridges towards the border of the Demon Race World, just as he had come.

The reason Zhen Xian did not Ride the Wind was that every night, Zhen Xian would use his Spiritual Power to draw the wisps of soul from the Golden Brush into the Ink Plate.

Jiang Lin had also asked why Zhen Xian could maintain consciousness in his dreams, and what the brush that pierced Xiang Rong's body was all about.

Zhen Xian answered them one by one.

This calligraphy brush was a treasure that Zhen Xian selected from the academy's library when he became a Confucian sage. Rather than "selecting," it's more accurate to say that the brush itself chose its master.

This brush has the power to purify evil and sweep away all evil, so it can keep Zhen Xian calm no matter what kind of dream he is in. It can also be used to retrieve the soul that Xiang Rong had devoured Hong Qin.

Zhen Xian's purpose, besides the Moon Spring Water, was to deliberately enter Xiang Rong's dream at the last moment. He knew that Xiang Rong would also enter his dream, so he had made preparations in advance.

Surprisingly, they actually succeeded in the end.

only...

As he watched the wisps of red, smoke-like souls disappear into the Ink Plate, Zhen Xian couldn't help but recall the words Xiang Rong had asked Brother Jiang to convey to him.

"Will you exchange the Hong Qin for the Red Dress?"

Exhausted of his Spiritual Power, Zhen Xian slowly closed his eyes as he looked at the Ink Plate that housed the Hong Qin.

In my dream, she was the pretty girl asking me questions on the Willow Embankment, but she was also the nervous innocence of her tightly clutching her skirt as she made a bet with me in Ten Thousand Mile City.

The night deepened.

Within the Ink Plate that Zhen Xian held tightly in his arms, strands of red silk threads emerged, gradually forming the shape of a girl.

Gently stroking the hem of her skirt, the girl in the long red dress sat beside him, hugging her knees, her head resting lightly on his shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes.

Under the moonlight, he and she, half-transparent in appearance, looked exceptionally beautiful surrounded by fireflies.

On the other side, Jiang Lin knew that Zhen Xian was still struggling with his decision, but Jiang Lin also knew that Zhen Xian would definitely not exchange the Hong Qin for the Red Dress.

The reason I say this is simply an intuition...

However, recalling Zhen Xian's dream at that time, and then recalling Xiang Rong's special request for Zhen Xian to stay that night, she thought of him.

In particular, Xiang Rong said she could revive Red Dress.

Even if one desires to Ascension to immortality, how could something so contrary to the principles of Yin and Yang be so easy?

How did she bring someone back to life?

Even though Zhen Xian said that everything in the dream was true, and that Xiang Rong did indeed absorb Hong Qin's body and soul back then, Zhen Xian barely managed to take back one of Hong Qin's souls and protected them at the Wutong Academy.

But Jiang Lin had a feeling that something wasn't quite right; he felt that things weren't as simple as they seemed.

Jiang Lin didn't know if it was because he watched too much Detective Conan that he was becoming overly suspicious or something else, but Jiang Lin felt that this matter might be very troublesome.

"Maybe I'm just overthinking it."

Jiang Lin shook his head, pulling himself out of his thoughts.

In any case, this matter has finally come to an end.

After parting ways with Zhen Xian, Jiang Lin inquired about the Exquisite Sword Pavilion based on the information Wu Su Su had given him.

While gathering information, Jiang Lin overheard news about Tian Fang at a teahouse at the foot of a mountain.

"Hey, have you heard? I heard that Tian Fang has appeared in the west. She's still with a little girl, and she's still looking for monsters stronger than her to kill."

"Yes, I've heard about it. But this Tian Fang doesn't just kill demons anymore; he specifically targets Martial Warrior."

"Isn't that right? The Tian Fang entered their sect, he asked if there was a man named ' Shen Zhenhao '!"

"Yeah, I heard that Tian Fang actually found someone with the same name, but when that person was almost beaten to death, Tian Fang realized he'd found the wrong person. That guy's wife cried her eyes out."

When Jiang Lin overheard the conversation of the guys sitting next to him, his mind went blank...

Etc!

Shen Zhenhao?

Why does this name sound so familiar?

Damn it! (A Elegant Language)

Isn't that the name of the aloof and violent girl I tricked Zheng back then?

etc?

Tian Fang?

Clang!

That girl named Zheng has so many Demon Core!

And that demon genius named Tian Fang even has a particular fondness for killing demons?

In other words...

emmm...

Jiang Lin suddenly realized a very serious problem.

It seems I've inadvertently made an enemy of that genius from the Demon Race World.

Holy crap! Is it really this overgrown with weeds?

If Zheng, that is, the demon genius Tian Fang, knew that she was Jiang Lin, the Demon Race World, also known as Jiang Dapao, and the man who smashed her bathtub with one punch in the Dream-Eating Palace's Small World...

Jiang Lin had a feeling that this girl wouldn't let him off the hook!

"Cough cough cough, brother, why did Tian Fang go looking for disciples of the Fist Sect?"

Jiang Lin brought over a pot of wine and two catties of cooked beef, poured each of them a cup of wine, and tried to get on their good side.

Although Jiang Lin knew it was definitely Zheng, what if? What if it was just a coincidence?

"Well, I'm not too sure about that." Looking at his sensible human brother, the Ivory Clam Demon took a sip of wine and said, "But I heard that the feud started in the Dream-Eating Palace of Dream City!"

Another Turtle Demon exclaimed, "Holy crap! They must have stolen this Opportunity!"

Another one-eyed Lion Dog said, "I guessed so, it must be a great Opportunity!"

"But then again, tsk tsk tsk... that guy with the same name, he's really in a bad situation."

"Who can argue with that? We're just sitting at home, and trouble falls from the sky..."

"Yeah, who could withstand that?"

Turtle Demon: "Hopefully that guy's alright."

Ivory Clam Demon: "I hope Tian Fang's fist is alright."

Jiang Lin: "I hope that guy's wife is alright."

"..." Several monsters looked at Jiang Lin with complicated expressions. "Brother, something's not right with you..."

"Ahem, to be honest," Jiang Lin composed himself, "My grandfather's surname was Cao, and he served as Prime Minister in a human dynasty."

"???"

Leaving the wine shop, Jiang Lin had made up his mind.

In just one month, several Martial Warrior arts sects have been turned upside down by Tian Fang, and that person is Zheng, also known as Tian Fang.

But Jiang Lin assured him that even if he revealed the truth about "Vast and Righteous World Jiang Lin," he would never expose that he was actually "Shen Zhenhao"!

"That's right! Absolutely not!"

"Ping..."

Just as Jiang Lin Jiang Lin the wine shop, the bustling shop suddenly fell silent behind him, followed by the sound of a wine bowl shattering.

"Young master, you certainly don't know anything, do you?"

Before Jiang Lin could turn his head, a charming and seductive voice drifted over, its softness melting his bones.

[I got home late, and this chapter is only just finished... My apologies...]