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However, Tan Shuchang had finally understood why, at the time, that little girl, who had been saddened at first, drew her sword and started hacking at him the next second, and as she chopped away, she got more and more into it, even laughing out loud towards the end.

It wasn’t a fake laugh, nor was it a laugh born from extreme sorrow, but genuinely a very happy laugh.

It was also for this reason that Tan Shuchang had always misinterpreted her as a Demon Cultivator before he knew she came from the distinguished Dong family of Tianjian Mansion of Chu State.

After all, what proper Sword Cultivator would act so wildly?

"Why haven’t you left yet?" At this point, Tan Shuchang looked at Qiu Junlin with some surprise and asked.

"Is this your way of receiving guests?" Qiu Junlin pointed at himself, noting that from the moment he entered, he hadn’t even managed to get a sip of tea.

Does this Demon Cultivator even understand manners?

"I’m never a good host." Tan Shuchang said earnestly.

Qiu Junlin wanted to laugh upon hearing this, so he said, "You’ll have no friends with that attitude."

"Friends? They are just consumables, only friends when there are mutual interests. And in the absence of interests, the ones who can hurt you the most can only be friends. Because no one dares to offend someone without understanding them thoroughly first." Tan Shuchang’s tone was gentle, and he said with a smile.

If he were really in his youthful prime, then at this time, he should be passionate and valuing brotherly love.

But unfortunately, he had already lived two lifetimes.

Even though he could pretend to be a child when he was young, he could never truly consider himself a child.

After listening to Tan Shuchang’s words, Qiu Junlin also laughed, "That’s not quite right. As far as I know, some people are very much lawless."

"Does that include you?"

"Of course not!" Qiu Junlin looked at Tan Shuchang, because when they first met, it was also because he had investigated the other party beforehand.

No one dares to offend someone without sufficient understanding of them first. Qiu Junlin very much agreed with this statement.

"So, the people you’re talking about, would they dare to offend you?" Tan Shuchang asked with a smile.

"Who dares?" Qiu Junlin snorted, although he had been the butt of many jokes due to the Young Master of Luoja Mountain, who dared to belittle him over it?

Let alone offending him.

"So that settles it, those whom you described as lawless are just bullies at heart. They dare not provoke you and may even seek your favor. And the reason they dare to be reckless with others is simply that they know their status is enough to make others too scared to speak out." Tan Shuchang concluded.

Qiu Junlin had no response to that; if it weren’t for the fact that those people all had powerful parents, he honestly wouldn’t bother interacting with those "lawless" he spoke of.

"Here." With that, Qiu Junlin tossed over a small item that looked like a token.

He hadn’t come solely because of that letter.

No matter what that little Miss Dong wanted to do, or who she wanted to write to, even the Emperor wouldn’t dare comment on it. After all, she was the single precious daughter of the Dong family’s Family Head.

And to this generation, she was the sole direct descendant of Heavenly Sword Mansion.

Once upon a time, that little girl casually saved someone, and because it wasn’t convenient to take him along, she dropped him off at the doorstep of the Qiu family. As the son of the Pavilion Master of Qitian Pavilion, he had no choice but to take the person in as a personal attendant, right?

"What is this?" Tan Shuchang took it and examined it, noting that although the crafting was exquisite, it was not a Magic Artifact but seemed to be a rather special token.

And indeed it was.

"This is an entry token for the ’Anxin Shan Association’ event."

"A charity event?"

"Held by Luoja Mountain, it takes place once every three years. While facilitating the exchange of resources among cultivators from various realms, all the profits earned are used to aid the poor in all regions," Qiu Junlin explained.

Tan Shuchang immediately understood. Luoja Mountain was known for its charitable works, something he was aware of. In disaster relief efforts across the regions, Luoja Mountain was always the most active participant, and the local bureaucrats did not dare to be too greedy. Luoja Mountain’s contributions were indispensable.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "I can go, but I don’t have much money. However, given some time, I can come up with five hundred Upper Xuan Great Seals."

He had used all the Upper Xuan Great Seals he had on him for healing his injuries before.

As a money transporter, Tan Shuchang had never been one to save money.

"You don’t need to buy anything, you just need to show up, and it’s happening tonight," Qiu Junlin said before turning and walking away.

Tan Shuchang watched Qiu Junlin leave and then continued attempting to cultivate his spiritual nature.

Unfortunately, by evening the pearl showed no sign of activity, so he had no choice but to leave. The charity event wasn’t difficult to inquire about; it was taking place inside Qitian Pavilion, which was like a city within a city.

The charity event was set up along one street, and you needed a token to enter.

Upon entering, Tan Shuchang found that there were quite a number of items for sale. Looking around, he saw pill medicines from Caiyun Valley, magic artifacts from the Wu family, sealed superior Cultivation Techniques, and so on.

Any one of these items could cause loose cultivators outside to fight tooth and nail for them.

Especially the pill medicines from Caiyun Valley.

For cultivators of the Jiawu Realm, their power generally increased gradually with age. Of course, that did not include those who neglected their cultivation; such individuals would only experience empty growth in seniority.

However, nothing is absolute and there are always exceptions.

Caiyun Valley produced a type of pill medicine that could help cultivation progress rapidly. But this kind of pill medicine was extremely expensive and many times, it couldn’t be bought simply with money.

Whether one could purchase this pill medicine depended entirely on status.

As a result, many disciples of the great sects could boast decades of cultivation as soon as they left their mountains. They didn’t necessarily train diligently every day, but they certainly had consumed that type of pill medicine from Caiyun Valley.

At this moment, Tan Shuchang saw disciples from Caiyun Valley openly displaying that type of pill medicine.

Although he had fierce ghosts lifting lotuses to enhance his cultivation and improve his understanding of techniques, the sight of this pill medicine inevitably stirred his desire.

Fierce ghosts lifting lotuses was certainly good, but fierce ghosts were hard to come by!

The peculiar game he was involved in imposed restrictions on him, allowing him to take away fierce ghosts only under "reasonable" circumstances. Although he still had a ghost city under the control of an orb, Tan Shuchang estimated that at most, he could only bring twenty fierce ghosts away from that ghost city…

Besides, no matter how small a mosquito’s legs are, they’re still flesh!

It’s the same reason why no one would complain about having too much money.

While Tan Shuchang was distracted by these thoughts, he suddenly felt someone approaching him.

The newcomer carried a fragrance akin to a faint lotus.

And Tan Shuchang was not unfamiliar with this fragrance.

He looked over.

The person was not tall, nor fat, appearing rather slim. Even though they wore a hat with a masked veil, Tan Shuchang recognized her instantly.

Thus, Tan Shuchang couldn’t help but remark inwardly—really, it’s as if she wasn’t disguised at all.

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