The Weird Game's sudden interruption had nearly made Tan Shuchang forget the matter at hand. After careful consideration, he had the Hall Attendant outside take his Dao General token to the Artifact Pavilion and borrow against ten years of salary in exchange for suitable materials.
He was planning to have someone forge a magical artifact diary.
After all, with his diary being stolen time and again, it was absolutely impossible to say he did not want to know who had been stealing it.
And while his divine abilities and methods were still insufficient, Tan Shuchang could only try setting bait to fish.
Then Tan Shuchang devoted himself wholeheartedly to preparing for the battle ahead.
With fifty-one years of cultivation under his belt, two volumes of the Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture already cultivated, and his own peculiar traits, Tan Shuchang was now among the powerful figures of the Jia Five Realm.
Those who could defeat him now were probably only veteran powerhouses like Southern Sword Su Huan'an, renowned for many years and wielding sentient treasures.
But Long Zhangyuan was the Child of Destiny!
Who knew how many accidents and twists might arise when facing someone like that?
For instance, at the Peaceful Heart Charity Fair, what should have been a one-strike kill had instead seen a jade pendant treasure block the fatal blow for Long Zhangyuan. Then several ancestor-generation cultivators had directly locked onto him from afar with their aura.
And this life-and-death battle... Though Long Zhangyuan had clearly stated in that letter of challenge that this was a battle of grudges between the two of them, with no one else interfering, such words were worth hearing and nothing more. If he truly believed them, he would end up just like his biological father, who had drunk the poisoned wine bestowed by