Ran Into an Acquaintance?

Five minutes later, the group was instantly transported into the Reincarnation World. When Chen Feng regained his vision, he found himself in a ruined temple, still dressed in white and holding a folding fan. Naturally, his sleeves were as empty as ever.

Chen Feng examined the fan in his hand. Its craftsmanship was exquisite, and the calligraphy and paintings on it were beautifully done. If he really needed money, he could probably pawn it for some silver.

"Reincarnators, attention from the Reincarnation Master. Tasks will now be issued."

"Main Quest: Make a Name for Oneself."

"Task Description: Wherever there are people, there is jianghu. Those of the jianghu may not seek profit, but they all seek fame."

"Task Requirement: Raise your reputation in the jianghu as much as possible."

"Task Duration: 15 days."

"Attention: This task is competitive."

"Good Reputation: Unknown, Slightly Famous, Greatly Famous, Renowned Far and Wide, Famous Throughout the World."

"Bad Reputation: Unknown, Reputation Ruined, Notorious, Infamous, Infamous for Ten Thousand Years."

"At the time of reputation settlement, victory will be determined by the number of individuals with reputations on each side, ranked from highest to lowest. The losing side will have Reincarnation Points deducted equal to the difference between the Reincarnation Points earned by the highest-reputation member of the winning side and the Reincarnation Points corresponding to their own reputation. Those with insufficient Reincarnation Points will be erased."

"Attention: Revealing any information related to the Reincarnation Sacred Hall to the natives of the Reincarnation World by any means is forbidden. Violators will be erased."

What kind of gameplay was this? Chen Feng was dumbfounded when he heard the Main Quest. There had been thirty or forty people transported here this time. No one knew which side had more people, so everyone had to go all out to gain fame.

However, Chen Feng felt that earning a bad reputation was more likely. It was easier to rack up infamy. As long as one stayed alive, even if they were captured, their name would still spread. Once the fifteen days were up and they returned, they would naturally be safe.

Moreover, the Reincarnation World was not bound by the laws of reality. Many people would discover their own desires after entering it, provided they did not provoke someone they could not afford to offend and lose their lives.

Since they had not been assigned factions directly, the system would likely judge them automatically based on the Reincarnators' actions.

Chen Feng had not intended to complete the task anyway. His main goal was the Xiaoyao Sect's legacy. Right now, he needed to figure out where he was.

After leaving the ruined temple, Chen Feng followed the path for a short while and spotted a small town not far ahead.

Just as he was about to ask where he was and then find some way to get money, two people suddenly blocked his path.

One was dressed like a scholar, with a small mustache. The other was powerfully built, with a thick beard, coarse clothes, and a fishing rod in hand.

"Young Master, you escaped from that Monk Pan's hands! Thank heavens!" The mustached scholar exclaimed excitedly when he saw Chen Feng.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Chen Feng looked at the two familiar yet unrecognizable men before him, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

"What? Young Master, you're playing around outside just to avoid going home, and now you don't even recognize me, Zhu Danchen?" The mustached man was displeased by Chen Feng's attitude and spoke with an unhappy expression.

"Yes, Young Master. This was far too dangerous. That Monk Pan, Jiumozhi, actually kidnapped you. The Prince has already ordered people to search everywhere for you. He instructed us to return to Dali immediately once we rescued you. You cannot be so willful again," the bearded man beside him said as well.

"You must have the wrong person. I don't know either of you at all." The moment Chen Feng heard the name Zhu Danchen, he understood why the two men looked familiar. They were Scholar Zhu Danchen and Fisherman Zhu Wanli, two of the Fisherman, Woodcutter, Farmer, Scholar among the Four Great Guards of Dali from the Hu Jun Version.

Chen Feng felt utterly depressed. He had casually chosen Lin Zhiying's face, only to enter the 2003 Version of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. Had he known, he should have chosen Li Xunhuan, the only man who could pull off instant noodles hair.

Still, judging from what they said, Duan Yu had just been captured by Jiumozhi and was being sent to the Murong Family. As long as this was not the later period when Xu Zhu accidentally solved the Zhenlong Chess Game, it was fine.

"Young Master, that Monk Pan could find you at any time. You cannot be willful again this time. You must return with us." Seeing Chen Feng stubbornly deny it, Zhu Wanli could no longer worry about formalities. When they had set out to rescue him, Duan Zhengchun had said they could use force if necessary.

After saying that, Zhu Wanli stepped forward and grabbed Chen Feng's arm.

Chen Feng definitely could not go with them. Forget that he was not Duan Yu—even if he were, returning to Dali with them would mean being locked directly inside the prince's residence.

Chen Feng suddenly exerted force, his arm muscles swelling as he broke free from Zhu Wanli's grip.

"Huh?" Chen Feng's action startled Zhu Wanli. He was tall and powerfully built, and years of martial arts training had given him tremendous strength. Though he had not used internal energy when grabbing Chen Feng, an ordinary person could not have broken free—especially not his Young Master, who had always been powerless.

Zhu Danchen, standing nearby, clearly noticed this as well. He stopped Zhu Wanli, who was about to make another move, and spoke to Chen Feng.

"Since this Young Master says we have mistaken him for someone else, may we verify it?"

"How?" Chen Feng knew that this face was Lin Zhiying's face from his memories. After transmigrating, his memory had become increasingly clear. He was certain that, based on appearance alone, no one could tell which of the two was real.

"Please forgive our rudeness, but could Young Master remove his clothes?"

"My clothes?" Chen Feng did not understand why they wanted him to undress at first. But when he saw Zhu Wanli staring thoughtfully at the right arm that had broken free from his grasp, he simply took off his clothes, revealing his lean, muscular upper body.

Although the face belonged to someone else, the body was undeniably his own. Strengthened by Attribute Points, Chen Feng possessed three times the strength and Constitution of an ordinary adult. Though he was not especially bulky, his muscles were clearly defined, and the faint outline of six abdominal muscles showed that he exercised regularly.

Duan Yu, on the other hand, had hated martial arts since childhood. Although a fortunate coincidence had granted him immense internal energy, he still had the build of a frail young master.

Seeing Chen Feng's well-defined upper body, Zhu Wanli and Zhu Danchen exchanged a glance and realized they had indeed mistaken him for someone else. They hurriedly stepped forward to apologize, though they were even more astonished inside. Could there really be two people in this world who looked exactly alike?

"I'm sorry, little brother. You look far too much like my Young Master. Please forgive us." Zhu Danchen stepped forward to help Chen Feng put his clothes back on as he apologized.

"It's nothing. It was all a misunderstanding. If I didn't know I had nothing of value on me, I might have thought you two were swindlers. Is there really someone in this world who looks so much like me?" These two were known figures in this world. Befriending them would only benefit Chen Feng.

"Haha, little brother, if you ever meet my Young Master, you'll definitely be shocked."

"It's getting late, and there's a place to rest up ahead. To make up for it, we'll treat you to a simple meal. Please don't refuse." Zhu Wanli also came forward to apologize.

"In that case, I would be rude to refuse." Chen Feng looked at the sun, which was already nearing the horizon. He had no money and did not even know how he would spend the night. Besides, he wanted to build some rapport with them.

The timing was clear now. This was when Duan Yu had been captured. All that remained was to figure out exactly where he was.