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Chapter 83 That's mine, mine!

Splash...

Outside the mountain god temple, the world was as clear as if it had been washed. The murky air had become crisp and clear, and the parched earth, saturated with moisture, was faintly showing a thin layer of green. After three years of severe drought, Luoshui Town had finally received a thorough rain.

Shen Yi leaned against a pillar at the temple entrance, lazily curled up in the dry spot, his eyes slightly narrowed, seemingly resting, but in reality, his consciousness had already drifted into the constantly flashing chat group interface in his mind.

[The Qiao Family's Children]: So, the Dragon King really has a good temper. For three years, no one properly worshipped him; the occasional offerings were just green apples and rotten pears. Green apples are one thing, but rotten pears are truly insulting—no, insulting to the Dragon King.

Having transmigrated to the world of a period drama, Shen Yi in this world decisively chose to become a scrap metal dealer. There was no other way; scrap metal collection was a highly profitable business these days, especially paper. As long as you had connections in Hong Kong, you could transport waste paper from there and make ten times the profit, because the mainland was truly short of paper at that time.

[Super School Bully]: In that sense, the Dragon King actually has a good temper. If it were me, I would want to drown these unruly people.

This guy who traveled to "Super School Bully" is really something else. He didn't appear in the 1990s, but instead landed directly in the future world, which is 2043, and became a future person. He's living a very comfortable life. Oh, and his girlfriend is Chun-Li.

[Real Steel]: Hahaha, with these technologies, wouldn't my robot fighting game be a huge hit?

The guy who traveled into "Real Steel" became the boss of a game company. He had a brilliant idea: he connected the robot to a game controller, allowing players to directly control the robot to fight, and made a fortune.

While spying on the screen, Shen Yi claimed all the red envelopes from the newcomers, and then sent his own. Memories, knowledge, and skills from nineteen worlds washed over, accumulated, and settled in his mind, like countless streams flowing into a great lake, eventually returning to clarity.

Along with the chat content in the group, he also gained a deeper understanding of the world he was in. According to the knowledge in the memory red envelope, the Shen Yis in other worlds had already made a name for themselves: some were the sons-in-law of the Jade Emperor, some were captains of the Thirteen Guardian Teams, some were in charge of the Hive Base, and some were developing blood energy armor at Xianjin Station.

And what about ourselves?

Not only did they owe eleven taels of silver, they also had nowhere to stay.

As Shen Yi was pondering how to gain the power to protect himself, his gaze suddenly fell on the large knife behind Eleven, and his eyes lit up.

This knife is no ordinary weapon!

Although the weapon-refining methods in "Happy Seven Fairies" are quite different from those in "The Legend of the White Snake," they are both mythological worlds and have many similarities.

In the original story of "The Legend of the White Snake", it is true that Eleven is a half-baked Taoist priest, but his master is a real master. He is a constable who can easily defeat a thousand-year-old demon king. How could such a master leave his disciple something that is just ordinary iron?

"Eleven, could I borrow your big sword to take a look?"

Shen Yi suddenly spoke, his tone as casual as possible.

Through the accumulation of memories, Shen Yi has fully remembered the story of "The Legend of the White Snake," especially the character Ba Liang. A year ago, his master was too soft-hearted and let a thousand-year-old purple bat spirit go, but as a result, he was ambushed and died in the Banbuduo Inn.

However, before he died, he may have sent a letter to Ba Liang, which led Ba Liang to fight his way to Luoshui Town and meet Shen Yi.

Of course, this is not the key.

The key point is that although Ba Liang is a half-baked Taoist priest, he has a lot of magical treasures and talismans left by his master. Perhaps he can take them for his own use. Anyway, Shi Yi Cai is going to be picking his toes, so he might as well do it himself, so as not to end up like Xu Xian who is powerless to protect himself.

"Hmph, I'll give it to you, but can you even lift it?"

Eleven sneered, drew his straight-edged broadsword from his back, thrust it in front of Shen Yi, crossed his arms, and looked on with an expression of watching a good show.

This knife looks ordinary, but it actually weighs over a hundred pounds. It took him several years of practice to be able to wield it freely.

Shen Yi ignored his taunts, walked to the knife, and made a hand seal.

Although he is just an ordinary person now, magic techniques rely on controlling the qi with the spirit. Shen Yi from the world of "The Seven Fairies of Joy" had already learned all the magic techniques that could be learned in the Heavenly Court by relying on his status as the Queen Mother's son-in-law. In addition, he also learned the weapon-refining method from Yu Ri and the memories from the chat group. In the scientific world, this might not be very useful, but in the mythological world, becoming an immortal on the spot is not possible in a short time, but turning stones into gold is not a problem.

Moreover, the spiritual energy in this world is far richer than that in "Happy Seven Fairies," as he had already sensed when digesting the memory envelope. His ability to cast spells was now effortless. His body trembled with a buzzing sound.

Eleven's smile froze on his face. Suddenly, the large sword that had been with him for many years sprang up from the ground and hovered in mid-air. Golden runes he had never seen before appeared on the surface of the blade, as if something was awakening inside the sword.

Runes flowed, light surged, and the entire knife hummed, as if emitting some kind of excited murmur.

eleven:???

Shen Yi had no time to pay attention to him, his entire focus was on the refining process. His spiritual energy, like a serpent, meandered through the veins inside the blade.

He could clearly sense that the material of this knife was indeed extraordinary. The blade contained some kind of metal that he couldn't name, which faintly exuded an aura that suppressed evil spirits. Clearly, Eleven's master had put a lot of thought into forging this knife.

However, no matter how good the materials were, they were still a bit rough compared to the weapon-refining master Shen Yi.

As he refined the spell, he inscribed the runes he had learned from "The Seven Fairies of Joy" into the spell one by one, especially those runes that could improve the user's physical attributes. He was just an ordinary person now, with a head full of magical knowledge but a terrible physical foundation.

This knife can serve as a vessel for his magical power, compensating for the deficiencies of his physical body.

A moment later, the golden light subsided, and the broadsword spun lightly before landing steadily behind Shen Yi, blade down and hilt up, as if it had finally found a new master.

eleven:……

"It seems I underestimated you."

Eleven dropped his playful grin and became serious. Even he, slow to realize, understood—this strangely dressed young man who couldn't even produce a copper coin was no ordinary person; he was clearly a cultivator like his master.

"Not bad, lad, you've finally figured it out. I am a Taoist of the Quanzhen School. All that I did just now was to test your character. Now it seems that although you have some minor flaws, your fundamental nature is not bad."

Shen Yi stood with his hands behind his back, carrying a knife on his back. The sunlight from outside the mountain temple shone in from behind him, casting a long shadow on the ground. His voice carried a perfectly deep tone.

eleven:……

"That, Master Quanzhen, is my knife."

Although Shen Yi had suddenly become somewhat unapproachable and did indeed have the air of a superior being, Eleven still couldn't help but remind him, "That's mine, mine!"