Just Cooperation, Not Friends

The two Judge's Brush were thus taken by Portable Abode.

The man with the gloves sighed and said, "When it comes to speed, it really has to be our old man!"

Li Banfeng roared, "Old man, these are the things I brought back! You just take them away like that? At least tell me what they're for!"

Portable Abode chuckled, "These are railway tracks. They're useless to you, but they're very useful to me."

Rail!

A railway track worth the entire Bai Le Men!

No wonder it's the Chu family's Treasures at the Bottom of the Box.

Li Banfeng touched his gloves and smiled, "You've done a great service this time, you'll be richly rewarded."

Gloves raised his index finger, stood on the ground, and shook his head, saying, "Serving the master is our duty. As for rewards, the master is being too kind."

Xie Juncong is the head of the Ghost Hand Gate, a true ancestor of thieves. The fact that he could steal things from Xie Juncong without him noticing greatly surprised Li Banfeng.

But he couldn't show his surprise. Li Banfeng remained calm. Now that he had acquired six railway tracks, there were some things he needed to confirm with Portable Abode.

"Grandpa, at first you only had two rails, and you could move freely without the key. Now that you have six, don't you need to have even more methods?"

Portable Abode coughed lightly. "This isn't called 'wandering around freely,' it's about following you. I can only follow you, or follow the key. This rule is non-negotiable."

There were two tracks back then, now there are six; changes have naturally occurred, and now we can move from the tangible to the intangible.

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "We're all on the same side, let's not speak foreign languages."

To put it bluntly, it's blurry, but I can still go to some of the blurry areas.

When there are two railway tracks, I can only go where you can see it; Black Stone Slope is an example.

Li Banfeng was staring at the photos of Black Stone Slope when he went straight to the photo studio of the Black Stone Slope Tuberose Newspaper Office.

"But what about the Oil Lake?"

The Portable Abode said, "What you see in your dreams also counts."

The man with the gloves snorted and said, "This is because the old man wants to steal oil, and he's using the head of the household's dream as an excuse to deliberately show favoritism..."

"Shut up!" Portable Abode roared. "I'm not like you!"

With a cold laugh, Li Banfeng asked again, "And then what happens after we have four tracks?"

"With four railway tracks, you no longer need to see a place clearly; seeing similar locations and being able to make inferences is sufficient."

The words were a bit convoluted, but Li Banfeng could understand them.

In Medicine King Gully, Portable Abode Shenju did not leave an inch of land and broke through the Mourning Gate Formation. Beforehand, Li Banfeng only found one bloodstain. The subsequent bloodstains were all found according to Li Banfeng's deduction.

In other words, with an extra pair of rails, the Portable Abode can make some fuzzy processing of the destination.

The more rails there are, the higher the degree of blurring, and the more intelligent the Portable Abode becomes.

Li Banfeng asked, "With six rails, how blurry can it get?"

Portable Abode said, "There are some places you may not have seen before, but as long as I have been there and can remember it, and it is not too far away, and you can describe it clearly, then we can go."

Li Banfeng asked excitedly, "Where have you been?"

"There are too many to list; I've been to almost every part of Pro State!"

"Then you can go to any place I can explain, that isn't too far away?"

"As long as it's a place I can remember."

Which places do you remember?

"I can hardly remember any of the places I've been."

Li Banfeng was less excited. "Old man, are you kidding me? There are places the train has been, are there any you can't remember?"

"A train doesn't need to remember too many places, just the stations. You only built one station, but I still remember it."

Li Banfeng was speechless. Gloves snorted, "There's no station at Oil Lake, yet you still went there to steal oil, didn't you? In the end, it all comes down to whether our old man wants to remember!"

Portable Abode roared in fury, "I went to Oil Lake because Seventh Brother saw it in his dream!"

Li Banfeng didn't dwell on this matter. Since his Portable Abode was intelligent, it should have its own thoughts. Although Li Banfeng encountered some dangers when he went to Oil Lake, he survived Face Not Big losing an inch of land, all thanks to the fuel that his Portable Abode had stored up.

This also reminded Li Banfeng of something. He looked at the fuel in the third room and saw that there were only five barrels left, which was indeed not much.

"Should we go to that place with the Face Not Big and get some more fuel?"

Portable Abode agreed with this, "I Face Not Big for many years, but I have some things to do and it's inconvenient for us to meet. Please chat with him for me."

Li Banfeng was somewhat puzzled. "What did you talk about?"

"Let's just chat for a bit."

Li Banfeng still didn't understand, but the man with gloves said from the side, "Master, what the old man means is that if you Face Not Big, he can keep stealing oil."

Portable Abode roared in fury, "I'm not that kind of person!"

The man in the gloves burst into laughter. "The old man is really aloof."

Whoosh!

A can flew over and landed on the glove, abruptly stopping the laughter.

Li Banfeng pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

Let me go and hold back the Face Not Big.

Is it so easy to drag someone Face Not Big?

Let's talk about it after we've dealt with the Guanfang Envoy.

He Jiaqing had just attended a comic convention and had a fox tail stuck in his hair.

The button on his chest trembled, and He Jiaqing gripped it, hearing Wan Jinxian's voice.

"Jiaqing, Xie Juncong got his hands on the pair of Judge's Brush."

He Jiaqing smiled and said, "That's great! Send it to Yuezhou in a few days, and I'll take a good look at it."

"Jiaqing, here's what happened: Xie Juncong said he did get it, but Li Qi stole it again."

"Stolen? Xie Juncong's things were stolen by someone else?" He Jiaqing was skeptical.

"That's what Xie Juncong said, but I don't believe it either. Who else could steal something from him?"

Besides, Li Qi is now doing business with us, so he should be considered our friend. How could he steal from us?

He Jiaqing pondered for a moment and said, "Doing business is true, but whether we're friends is another matter entirely. Li Qi is very clear about this."

Tell Lao Xie I'm very angry about this, and tell him to figure out how to get his things back himself.

As they were talking, a girl wearing fox ears rushed out of the convention hall and snatched the fox tail from He Jiaqing's head. "You even stole this, how despicable!"

Wan Jinxian ended the call and looked at Cui Tike, saying, "That's the whole story."

Cui Tike rubbed his chin, somewhat confused. "I don't understand what the relationship is between Li Qi and He Jiaqing."

Wan Jinxian shook his head and said, "I don't understand either. Maybe it's similar to the relationship between you and me."

Cui Tike shook his head and said, "I think it's different. According to the information I have, Li Qi is rebelling, rebelling for the sake of Pro State."

"Jiaqing does the same thing."

"I didn't see that. All I saw was him trying to make himself stronger."

Wan Jinxian sighed, "You don't understand the situation in Pro State, you don't understand how powerful the forces from the Inner State and Outer State are."

"Of course I understand," Cui Tike laughed. "My country has similar places."

Wan Jinxian was surprised. "You foreigners have such territory too?"

"Yes," Cui Tike nodded, "But it's not called Pro State."

This led Wan Jinxian to another suspicion. "Your Daoist sect didn't originate from Pro State, but from your country?"

This matter is very important; Wan Jinxian has been unable to figure out the source of Cui Tike's cultivation level.

If Cui Tike's cultivation came from abroad, then it proves that the Disease Cultivator may not have been created by the Green Water Beggar.

"Daoism..." Cui Tike shook his head and said, "If our place also had the concept of Daoism, then the people there would have the means to resist."

They don't have a gate there?

"From what you're saying, it seems your area has also suffered a lot of oppression?"

Cui Tike nodded and said, "If you've heard our stories, I guarantee you'll cry. I guarantee you'll think Pro State is as wonderful as paradise."

Human nature is the same for everyone, and that's why I hate humanity. One day, I will make everyone's life end by my own hand.

"You're insane, insane beyond redemption." Wan Jinxian couldn't think of a more suitable assessment.

"I'm not crazy, senior brother. Most people in the world will die from illness. Those who die from illness are considered to have died a peaceful death."

I let them die from the disease I created; it is both in accordance with the laws of nature and the will of humanity. I feel we should accomplish this great feat together.

Wan Jinxian nodded and said, "Sure, I can help you. First, you need to treat the rash on my body."

Cui Tike laughed and said, "Senior brother, don't worry so much about that rash. It's a gift from our Grandmaster. My willingness to share it with you proves my generosity."

Wan Jinxian said nothing more and got up to leave.

After he left the hospital, Cui Tike used a probe to prick his nose, and some bright green pus flowed out.

The pus was emanating from Wan Jinxian's body.

Cui Tike tested the texture of the pus with his hand, tasted it, and after contemplating it with his eyes closed for a long time, he came to a conclusion:

"He's resisting, and he's achieved some success. My senior brother is very powerful, both in terms of cultivation and willpower."

What will be the result if he continues to resist like this?

Slurp~

Cui Tike swallowed the pus.

Wan Jinxian returned to his residence, where his steward brought him a box of silver dollars. "Master, the house in Harmony Garden has been sold."

He has already sold six houses in Green Water City, and now only this one remains.

This house cannot be sold; if it is, he'll be sleeping on the street.

He needs money; he needs to buy elixirs; he needs a promotion.

The herpes on my back is itchy in waves.

Wan Jinxian gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "If I ascend eight levels, I should be able to get rid of this rash."

In the Chu family mansion, Chu Huaijun, with a cigar in his mouth, listened quietly to his subordinates reporting on the movements of the Three Heroes Gate.

Bao Yingchen, Yang Xingbo died, and Dong Kaibin also died. The forces he had built up in the Three Heroes Gate were wiped out.

What's most infuriating is that Bao Yingchen's death was framed on him.

The He Family, the Lu Family, the Azure Cloud Society, the Hundred Flowers Gate, the White Crane Gang... all the Lineage and gangs, big and small, were willing to testify that Bao Yingchen had been ambushed by Chu Huaijun.

Chu Huaijun sent someone to find Shen Jinzhong demand an explanation from him.

Shen Jinzhong delivered the heads of Dong Kaibin and his men, making his explanation crystal clear.

The days of the Three Heroes Gate are over. Only by wiping out this sect can they know who is really in charge of Pro State!

Chu Huaijun extinguished his cigar and summoned his men. "Welcoming Spring Pavilion, prepare a banquet. I'll be General Envoy dinner tomorrow night."