Despairing of a World Where Everything Runs on Favors

"Young Master Phoenix Slayer has already summoned the Medicine Master and Jiang Ziyan, so he has no choice but to escape! "Mad Saber Three Waves thought to himself. Otherwise, he would be finished when the Medicine Master and Jiang Ziyan arrived.

So, Mad Saber Three Waves gritted his teeth and threw out his Blade Flight, no longer hoping for Venerable White's 'Disposable Flying Sword'... Although he still had some methods that could definitely anger Venerable White, those methods were too extreme. If he wasn't careful, Senior White might destroy the evidence. The price was too high, not worth it.

He just likes to court death, he's not actually looking for it!

He wants to court disaster without getting himself killed!

Time was of the essence. Mad Saber Three Waves didn't even have time to take off his Daoist robe. He made a hand seal, and the precious sword stopped steadily in the air. Three Waves himself leaped onto the sword.

A cultivator's flying sword, flying knife, or various flying magical artifacts all come with Invisibility Formation that prevent ordinary people from seeing them. Once they begin to Sword Flight, they immediately enter stealth mode.

After leaping onto his blade, Mad Saber Three Waves gracefully bowed to the assembled cultivators, saying, "Fellow Daoists, I have some matters to attend to and must take my leave now! Farewell!"

It's never wrong to be polite, and besides, he bid farewell to his fellow Daoists before fleeing, secretly asking them to give him face and not help the Medicine Master chase after him.

After bidding farewell, Mad Saber Three Waves stomped his foot and shouted, "Thirty-Three Forms of the Gale Escape Technique, Gale Escape!"

A blue storm swirled around Three Waves's blade, condensing and refusing to dissipate, roaring like a sports car flooring its accelerator. It was gathering power, waiting for Three Waves to unleash a single magic seal so the blade could carry him away at breakneck speed.

"Fellow Three Waves, please wait!" Young Master Phoenix Slayer called out at this moment.

"Is it Young Master Phoenix Slayer again?" A sense of unease rose in Mad Saber Three Waves's heart—this guy informed on him to the Medicine Master and Jiang Ziyan, and now he's asking him to stay?

Do you really think he's Three Waves? Why would he stop at a time like this?

Three Waves stepped on the treasured sword, mounted his Escape Light, and soared into the sky.

It was incredibly fast; it broke the sound barrier the moment it took off.

However, just as Mad Saber Three Waves soared into the sky, suddenly, his figure abruptly stopped! It seemed as if he had been pulled back by something?

Then, he experienced a sharp pain in his lower back!

"Aaaaaah, my back is going to break!" Mad Saber Three Waves grimaced in pain. He looked down and found that a rope ring had appeared around his waist.

Now, because of the incredible speed at which he Blade Flight, the rope tightened suddenly, squeezing his waist into a tiny shape... making it hard for him to breathe.

Below, Young Master Phoenix Slayer shrugged. "That's why I told you, Fellow Daoist Three Waves, to stay!"

"When? When did you put this noose on me, Phoenix Slayer?! Why didn't I notice at all?" Mad Saber Three Waves floated in mid-air, his body radiating Saber Qi as he tried to sever the noose.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a glint of wisdom. "Hehe, it's simple, because it wasn't me who put the noose around your neck."

"Who is that?" When Mad Saber Three Waves's Saber Qi struck the rope, it only cut through the outer layer of the rope and could not cut the rope at all. He became more and more anxious.

"It's me," a man with a reclusive air replied calmly.

The saying goes, "A minor hermit hides in the wilderness, a moderate hermit hides in the city, and a great hermit hides in the court." The man before you is a true hermit; he belongs to the kind who, no matter where he hides, is not easily discovered.

So it was him! No wonder, his magic weapon, like himself, has the air of a hermit, which is why Three Waves was tied up with the rope without even noticing!

"Lay Buddhist Drunk Sun, why did you help Phoenix Slayer by capturing me?" Mad Saber Three Waves shouted. He hadn't offended the Drunken Hermit recently, had he?

"Hehehe." The Zi Wen, "Three Waves Sanlang, you've called me by the wrong name."

"Stop using that joke now, okay? Who the hell remembers your name! Whether you're Xingmu, Drunk Sun, or Zui Jiu Jushi, just let me go. We've never had any grudges against each other, let's not hurt each other!" Mad Saber Three Waves said urgently.

Time is life.

If this continues, the Medicine Master and Jiang Ziyan will be here soon.

"I'm sorry, Fellow Three Waves. I owed Fellow Phoenix Slayer a small favor before... Now, he asked me to capture Fellow Three Waves, and after thinking about it, I figured it wouldn't be bad to repay that small favor." The hermit man said, holding up three fingers. "However, I can give Fellow Three Waves Sanlang three chances. Just like last time, guess three times. If you guess my name correctly within three tries, I'll let you go."

Mad Saber Three Waves, tears streaming down his face, cried out, "Damn it, it's you again, Phoenix Slayer! Have I offended you recently?"

Young Master Phoenix Slayer adjusted his glasses. "Hmm, you haven't offended me."

"Why hurt each other? Why be so eager to destroy one another! The ship of friendship is precious, don't let it capsize!" said Mad Saber Three Waves.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer shrugged. "But I owed Medicine Master a favor before. Now that Medicine Master asked me to keep you here, I thought I'd repay that Medicine Master."

Mad Saber Three Waves: "..."

It's all about human relationships, always human relationships!

This society, where personal connections are everywhere, has driven Three Waves to despair!

"Drunken King Hermit, is it the Drunken King?" Mad Saber Three Waves had no choice but to pin his hopes on guessing the Daoist name—damn it, this time when I go back I must find out the Drunken (?) Hermit's Daoist name, and then recite it ten times every day!

"If you're wrong, guess again." The hermit smiled slightly.

"Drunken Emperor, this time it's finally right, isn't it? The King of Drunkenness!" Mad Saber Three Waves exclaimed, adding a little flattery.

"Hmm, that's a good Daoist name. But unfortunately, it's still not it." The hermit continued to smile.

Mad Saber Three Waves gritted his teeth and said, "Drunken Immortal, this time it's definitely right, isn't it? The Immortal of Wine, the Drunken Immortal Hermit!"

From king to emperor, and then to immortal... if this is still wrong, Mad Saber Three Waves will have no choice but to die. Time is of the essence, he doesn't have time to think too much, he can only rely on guessing.

"Drunken Immortal? A very evocative Daoist name, no wonder you're Fellow Three Waves." The hermit man, gripping the rope, suddenly hardened his expression and tightened it sharply. "But unfortunately, this layman is not called Drunken Immortal!"

With another tightening of the rope, Three Waves's slender waist was instantly transformed into an hourglass shape.

"Stop squeezing me! Layman, stop squeezing me! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" Mad Saber Three Waves felt like his intestines were being squeezed out; it was so painful.

Moreover, he felt dizzy.

Just then, a sudden thought flashed through his mind, "I remember now, layman, your name is 'Bright Moon, When Will You Be?'! Lay Buddhist Bright Moon, When Will You Be!"

"Idiot, that's my online name!" the hermit man roared. "Damn it, Drunk Moon! I am Drunk Moon Hermit!"

You clearly thought of "Drunk Sun," so why didn't you try guessing all three—Sun, Star, and Moon? With three chances— "Drunk Sun," "Drunken Star," and "Drunk Moon" —wouldn't you have guessed correctly?

If you can't even guess this right, prepare to die, Three Waves!

The Drunk Moon Hermit tightened the rope again!

"Ahhhhh." Three Waves's hourglass waist was now cinched into a wasp waist, making her look incredibly sexy.

"Layman, stop tightening! If you keep tightening, someone will die!" Mad Saber Three Waves shouted.

"Whether you die sooner or later, you're going to die anyway. It's better to die by my hand than by the hands of Fellow Daoist Medicine Master and Fellow Jiang Ziyan!" Drunk Moon Hermit sneered.

Finally, Mad Saber Three Waves could no longer even scream.

He felt as if he were hallucinating—it was his dissolute life!

Is it a fleeting glimpse before death?

Ah... my life has been without regrets!

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky and saw the pale-faced Mad Senior Three Waves, who was being restrained by his waist. After thinking for a moment, he put his hands together and began to silently recite the Ksitigarbha Soul-Deliverance Scripture.

Beside him, the Foreign Monk also imitated him, wearing Jade-Green Kasaya, and began to chant the Ksitigarbha Soul-Deliverance Scripture.

Next, Master Profound Principle also put his hands together in prayer, silently reciting scriptures without making a sound.

Subsequently, the national first-class screenwriter Cloud-Swallowing Monk, also joined the chanting.

All four of them Merit Light.

For a moment, the air was filled with the sound of chanting Buddhist hymns, and golden Merit Light shone upon the scene.

He didn't know how much time had passed before Mad Saber Three Waves woke up again. The pain from his waist almost being strangled reminded him that he was still alive.

"Hahahaha, I'm not dead yet!" Mad Saber Three Waves laughed loudly. As long as he was alive, it was a victory!

"Fellow Three Waves, please make your smile a little smaller. A big smile won't make the binding look neat." At this moment, Jiang Ziyan's cold voice came.

Mad Saber Three Waves froze. He looked down and saw that Jiang Ziyan was squatting at his feet, binding his legs tightly with rope provided by the 'Drunken Hermit'.

Then the Medicine Master tied his arms behind his head, just as tightly.

In this way, the Three Waves were tied into a '1' shape.

The Medicine Master said, "Is that about right?"

Jiang Ziyan replied, "That's fine. Just make it look more festive, and then we can lift it into the air and hang it up."

"Alright, the medicine's effects are about right, it's time for it to take effect. I've never used this medicine on a cultivator before, I wonder how effective it will be, I'm really looking forward to it." The Medicine Master smiled at Mad Saber Three Waves, the Medicine Master now a true gentleman, his smile particularly gentle.

But Three Waves felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

What medicine did the Medicine Master give him?

Hang it up? To make it festive? New drug?

What exactly do the Medicine Master and Jiang Ziyan, this pair of Doudou young people, want to do to him?

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On the other side, in the Netherworld, at Rebirth Mountain.

All six cave masters gathered together. These cave masters of the seventy-seven caves of 'Rebirth Mountain' each possessed the strength of Sixth-Grade True Lord.

"The Dragon Cave Master hasn't appeared yet?"

"Could they have already arrived in China?"

"No way, if it were already in China, it would at least have notified us, right?"

"Forget it, let's ignore him. Even if he's the one who started this plan, if he doesn't show up by the time the time comes, we'll just proceed with the plan ourselves."

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"