Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

"Long time no see, Junior Sister Dongdong," Tan Shuchang took the initiative to greet her.

As his words fell, he distinctly felt the slender figure before him stiffen, so he kept his gaze fixed on her.

Until she reached up and took the bamboo hat off her head.

The girl had delicate features, a face that was just the right size, which, although not melon-seeded, still appeared exquisite. A plain dress that was unremarkable, when worn by her, incredibly gave off the impression of flawless celestial robes.

People rely on clothes, but in fact, the clothes also depend on who wears them.

The same piece of clothing can produce different effects, depending on the person wearing it.

"How did you know it was me?" Dongdong asked with a wooden expression, her eyes unblinking as she stared at Tan Shuchang because she didn’t understand, especially since she was sure her disguise was so good!

After all, her disguise wasn’t just self-proclaimed.

Three years ago, it was with this disguise that she had escaped from the Dong family household and then encountered the Fairy Poetess of the Sword Faction, becoming her disciple, and together they went to the Sword Faction.

This disguise that had fooled her father and mother, grandparents, and a host of Cultivators with high cultivation realms; why was she recognized by this Demon Cultivator?

Upon hearing her question, Tan Shuchang extended one hand, signaling her to hand him the bamboo hat.

Seeing his gesture, Dongdong did not hesitate and passed it over.

After taking the bamboo hat, Tan Shuchang didn’t rush to put it on himself; he first pointed at the hat and said, "Look, there’s nothing, right?"

The girl immediately nodded her little head.

"Now watch closely." Tan Shuchang put the bamboo hat on his head, and suddenly, above the hat, a phantom of a jagged and fierce-looking broken sword appeared.

This was a strand of Sword Qi from the "Heavenly Heart Sword Realm."

It was both a symbol of identity and a deterrent.

Atop Mount Absolute Sword, there was a supreme technique called the "Absolute Immortal Sword Canon," which was well-known among many Cultivators. The "Heavenly Heart Sword Realm" of the Heavenly Sword Mansion was similarly renowned, this supreme technique being quite famous as well.

Among the cultivation techniques rumored to surpass the grade of superior treasures, these two were included.

"Here," Tan Shuchang handed the bamboo hat back to her.

Although the hat contained vast secrets and had a high chance of being a Magic Artifact disguised, Tan Shuchang knew what artifacts he could take and what he couldn’t.

He was someone greedy, yet not greedy.

However, Dongdong did not take the bamboo hat back, as the little girl with the wooden expression now had a clear sense of bewilderment and dullness in her almond-shaped eyes that shimmered like rippling water.

But very soon, the little girl regained her composure. Taking a deep breath, she said to Tan Shuchang, "You know the Sword Gentleman, right? I know what treasures he has on him. He’s also carrying the Three Thousand Supreme Mystic Seal. I’ll take him to a hidden place, and you set up an ambush in advance. Then take the opportunity to beat him up, and all the things on him will be yours."

Upon hearing this, Tan Shuchang couldn’t help but show a hint of intrigue. If he remembered correctly, wasn’t the Sword Gentleman her uncle?

So, this bamboo hat was given to her by the Sword Gentleman?

Therefore, Tan Shuchang smiled and said, "You mean the Sword Gentleman?"

"Hmm!" The little girl quickly nodded vigorously, since he was one of her own people, it wouldn’t be appropriate to make a move; otherwise, she would have a hard time explaining to her parents.

"I don’t know," Tan Shuchang continued.

"Even if you don’t know, you can still ’recognize’ him now..." Dongdong said with a wooden expression, revealing her incorrigible intentions.

"Why are you so sure that I can beat this Sword Young Master?" Tan Shuchang asked in surprise. How could he, who had only been cultivating for three years, be expected to compete with a top talent from the Sword Cultivator’s holy land? Was he really that powerful in this little girl’s eyes?

"Because you came to Luo State," Dongdong said expressionlessly, her eyes on Tan Shuchang filled with profound meaning.

Yet, hearing such a response, Tan Shuchang was somewhat taken aback.

It seemed from her words that his secret of hiding his strength had been discovered by this little girl, hadn’t it?

At that moment, a wave of cheering erupted.

It was from the disciples of Caiyun Valley, who had officially begun selling a kind of pill that could enhance one’s cultivation. And Tan Shuchang got to witness firsthand what it meant not to regard money as money.

Just for one pill, these people shouted bids in a short time to the astronomical price of eight hundred upper Xuan Great Seals!

Tan Shuchang couldn’t help but take a sharp breath. He had anticipated the popularity of these pills, but had not expected them to be this well-received.

Such a price was unaffordable not only for the average Loose Cultivator family; even some Cultivator families who dominated certain areas would be reluctant to spend so much.

At this point, Tan Shuchang noticed the little girl beside him was also looking towards the Caiyun Valley disciples, and an idea struck him. He said, "How about we play a game of house?"

Upon hearing this, Dongdong looked at Tan Shuchang with expressionless almond-shaped eyes and said nothing.

"Are you going to play?" Tan Shuchang asked again. "If not, forget it."

Dongdong remained expressionless, but this time she replied, "Play..."

She didn’t know why, but this seemingly childish and somewhat silly idea inexplicably excited her.

"Then you play the role of a wife who has done wrong, and to make me forgive you, you buy a pill that can enhance cultivation strength for me. But I’m still angry, and even after taking the pill, I ignore you."

"..." Dongdong gave Tan Shuchang a glance, her face expressionless, then said, "Playing a role, is it? But I think that’s not fun. How about this instead, you play the role of a wife who has done wrong and is still making unreasonable trouble, and then I’ll play a husband who, in a fit of anger, chopped you up."

Having said that, the little girl’s hand moved to the hilt of the sword she carried, clearly ready to draw it.

"Why are you bringing a Magic Artifact to this Peaceful Benevolence Assembly?" Tan Shuchang had noticed earlier and asked with curiosity, for who dared not to give Luoja Mountain the respect due? Thus, even though Luoja Mountain had not specified, the participating Cultivators had all voluntarily left their Magic Artifacts behind.

"Because this sword serves the same purpose as those pills from Caiyun Valley," Dongdong said, not really intending to draw her sword. Firstly, this was, after all, Luoja Mountain’s Peaceful Benevolence Assembly; second, this wasn’t her superior Immortal Sword.

Although it was of decent quality—something many Sword Cultivators would desire, a high-grade Magic Artifact—it was still far inferior to her Immortal Sword and could not bring out her full strength.

Moreover, there was a third reason: with only this tradeable sword in hand, the little girl felt she wouldn’t stand a chance against this guy.

Tan Shuchang was about to speak when suddenly, from another area, a ruckus ensued, followed by the surge of cultivators fighting.

Tan Shuchang looked over just in time to see a clear and translucent Sword Qi dragon soar into the sky and then, with a majestic stance, completely annihilated a mass of colorful clouds.

As the colorful clouds dispersed, several screams could be heard coming from inside.

"Who’s Sword Cultivator is that, attacking the disciples of Caiyun Valley?" Tan Shuchang couldn’t help asking. Each sect has its signature Magic Artifact or Divine Skills, and the colorful clouds were the trademark Divine Skills of the Caiyun Valley disciples.

"Don’t know them, but definitely not from my family," Dongdong glanced in that direction and shook her little head.