Homecomer

As the young man looked at Mo Shang, Mo Shang was also sizing him up, a series of traits flickering before his eyes.

[Purple-Gold Fortune Trait: Homecomer]

[Description: A ruler of one world, who gave up everything to return to his homeland—but in doing so, gained everything...]

[Golden Trait: Truth]

[Description: One who grasps truth learns anything quickly.]

[Blue Trait: Sigma Male]

[Description: A Sigma Male does not fall into women's traps...]

Staring at the traits hovering above the other's head, Mo Shang was instantly full of question marks.

"Purple-gold fortune?! How do I run into a Child of Fortune no matter where I go?"

But soon, Mo Shang was drawn in by the description of the Homecomer.

"Could this guy have crossed over from this world to another, cultivated to success, shattered the void, and come back..."

Thinking this to himself, the expression on Mo Shang's face grew increasingly vivid.

First there was Gu Qingzhou, the Reborn; then Jiang Shuyu, the Female Emperor Reincarnation; and now someone who crossed over, cultivated to success, and returned to his homeland!

"What a mess, I wonder what else I'll run into..." Mo Shang sighed inwardly. Truly, on this grand stage of the myriad realms, if you don't have a cheat, don't bother showing up.

As Mo Shang sized up the young man, the latter seemed to notice something as well, his gaze sweeping over Mo Shang and Jiang Shuyu for a moment.

Then, as if confirming something, the young man looked at the two and spoke: "This Humble One is Chen Tian. How should I address you two Daoist friends?"

"Mo Shang."

Hearing the address "Daoist friend," Mo Shang understood that the other had already guessed his identity, but he wasn't too surprised. He smiled and responded.

"Jiang Shuyu."

Seeing Mo Shang speak, Jiang Shuyu gave a slight nod. Her face showed no expression; she clearly didn't care much, only responding out of politeness.

"You two Daoist friends aren't from around here, are you?" Chen Tian asked with a smile.

"Just here for fun. Are you from this world?" Mo Shang nodded, seeing no reason to hide it—and nothing worth hiding anyway.

"Yes, but not entirely..." Chen Tian shook his head, then nodded again.

"What are you two mumbling about? Come, try some of my finest vintage..." As the two were talking, the Snack Stall Owner came back with two bottles of good wine and sat down.

As the bottles were opened, a rich aroma of alcohol spread through the air.

The owner poured a cup for each of them, not even leaving out the Yellow Immortal...

"Come, Brother Chen, cheers..."

Mo Shang didn't stand on ceremony. He raised his cup and downed it in one gulp.

"Good..." Chen Tian, not to be outdone, raised his cup in a toast and drank it all in one go.

"Fine drinkers! I've never seen young folks who can put it away like you. Drink your fill—there's plenty of wine! Today, this old man will keep you company even if it kills me!"

Seeing how hearty Mo Shang and Chen Tian were, the owner burst into laughter.

Time passed, and over a dozen empty bottles had piled up on the table.

But Mo Shang and Chen Tian showed no signs of drunkenness. Only the Snack Stall Owner had passed out first, while the two of them kept competing in drinking.

Neither was an ordinary mortal. With their powerful physiques, mortal wine could only give them a slight buzz.

"Old Mo, are you raising fish in that cup?"

"What are you saying, what are you saying! Am I the kind of guy who raises fish?"

Though not drunk, the two had grown much closer, already calling each other brothers.

Jiang Shuyu, watching two people who had just met less than a day ago start calling each other brothers, showed a rare flicker of confusion on her face...

Of course, this situation was mostly thanks to the "Be Kind to Others" trait on Mo Shang.

As long as Mo Shang harbored no ill intentions toward others, the trait would activate, making it easy to become good friends with them.

"Good brother, that Sakura Country is way too arrogant. How about we refine them into the Human Emperor Banner?"

"Refining the Human Emperor Banner? That I'm familiar with. Perfect—I've had my eye on them for a while."

"You provide the materials, I'll do the refining. Let's go big and make it glorious!"

"Make it glorious! Wait, familiar? Bro, what path do you cultivate?"

"The demonic path..."

"Well damn, that's a perfect match."

Mo Shang was a bit stunned too. He hadn't expected the other to be a demonic cultivator—it caught him completely off guard.

"Nothing worth mentioning, nothing worth mentioning..." Chen Tian waved his hand, his face full of pride.

"Demon, I've finally found you!"

Just as the two were happily drinking together, a clear, feminine voice suddenly rang out in the night.

As this voice rang out, the originally noisy snack stall instantly fell silent. Everyone in the place turned to look at Chen Tian, the flames of gossip burning fiercely in their eyes.

"What's going on? Got some tea?"

"That girl's so pretty, coming to find this guy in the middle of the night... there's gotta be something going on..."

"Tsk, seems like it. This kid looks decent enough on the surface, didn't expect him to be a scumbag."

The owner of the voice was a woman of striking beauty, dressed in a white ancient-style gown. She looked ethereal, like a fairy descending to the mortal world...

"Crazy woman, what are you doing here?" Seeing who it was, Chen Tian's face was full of shock and confusion.

"I'm here to uphold justice..." The woman's expression was cold and stern as she suddenly drew the longsword at her side.

"Come on, I've already come all the way here, and you're still chasing after me..." Chen Tian's mouth twitched.

"Xiao Chen, what's going on here?"

At that moment, as if catching a whiff of drama, the snack stall owner, who had been dead drunk, suddenly sat up straight and started winking at Chen Tian.

Though he asked with words, the snack stall owner had already concocted a scenario in his head of Chen Tian abandoning a woman after seducing her, and the wronged party coming to settle the score...

Seeing the look on the other's face, Chen Tian realized what was happening and his mouth twitched again. "It's really not what you're thinking..."

"Take this!"

The woman didn't waste any more words. She raised her sword and slashed at Chen Tian.

Chen Tian naturally wasn't about to just sit there and take it. He started circling the table, playing a game of "King of Qin Circles the Pillar" with her...

"Ooh, Old Chen, not bad. Young as you are, and you've already got girls chasing after you. What a lucky man." Mo Shang watched the scene and couldn't help but tease with a laugh.

"You want this kind of luck? Take it, then."

Chen Tian was utterly speechless. He was clearly being chased with a sword right now—since when was that "being chased by a girl"!

"Don't run!"

He fled, she pursued—he couldn't escape no matter what. After a bout of chasing, the woman seized an opportunity, closed in on Chen Tian in an instant, and swung her longsword down.

But before the blade could fall, the woman's eyes went dark, her body went limp, and she collapsed straight toward the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Tian immediately flashed over and caught her, preventing her from hitting the floor.

"Is she okay?" Mo Shang also came over and asked.

"Nothing serious. She used too much power breaking through the realm and just collapsed from exhaustion..." Chen Tian gave a quick check and nodded.

"Old Chen, what's your relationship with this girl?"

Mo Shang asked again, his eyes full of curiosity. Even Jiang Shuyu, who usually couldn't care less about anything, couldn't help but lean in a little closer.