Although his family was nowhere to be found.
No news, perhaps, was the best news.
Heaven never seals off all the exits.
As long as Liu Chang'an wanted to leave, the path was under his feet.
As a practitioner of the Prudent Path, deeply influenced by Mentor Han's ideology, he never wasted anything, not even a single grain of food.
After dealing with the old Daoist priest.
Liu Chang'an had already completed the "looting the corpse" phase.
Let alone valuables, even the old man's expensive Daoist robe was not spared and was stripped clean.
Fortunately, Liu Chang'an had mercy.
The remaining pair of underpants was his last shred of kindness.
After all, they were master and disciple for a short while.
He couldn't bear to see him be left exposed in the wilderness.
So he chose cremation.
After the entire process was completed.
Liu Chang'an found an uninhabited area, hunkered down, and began to inventory his spoils.
Over three thousand taels of silver notes!
An ancient bronze mirror!
A low-grade immortal sword!
A book of medicine!
And a basic cultivation manual, the Qi Refining Art!
Pills, talismans!
...
Liu Chang'an, who had been dirt poor, felt his heart burn with excitement.
No wonder so many people were always fond of killing for treasure.
It made perfect sense.
Plundering was indeed the fastest way to acquire resources.
Perhaps these items were nothing special in the Fox Spirit world.
But for Liu Chang'an, they were a timely help.
He had no background or influence; the only thing he could rely on was the Small Green Bottle he started with.
Only by fully utilizing these resources could he rise quickly.
Just as he was counting his spoils,
He suddenly noticed.
The item the old Daoist priest was clutching tightly to his chest even in death...
At first.
Liu Chang'an thought it was a hidden treasure.
But when he finally checked.
He was greatly disappointed.
The storage bag contained only some toys: bamboo dragonflies, tiger-head hats...
And a stack of family letters.
The content, revealed genuine and heartfelt emotion between the lines.
It turned out this old Daoist priest was not alone; he also had a family, a wife and a daughter.
On the outside, he was a human trafficker who colluded with monsters.
To his family, he was a good husband and a dedicated father.
So.
Even a person with such a vicious heart had a family.
Pah.
Did he deserve it?
Liu Chang'an felt a mix of emotions and had no further interest in reading them.
Just as he prepared to pack up his spoils and leave.
His steps suddenly paused.
At this moment.
He felt dizzy, his limbs weak and listless.
He suddenly remembered.
He had been poisoned by the slow-acting poison.
Immediately, the triumphant smile on his face completely froze.
However, Liu Chang'an did not panic. Instead, he calmly began searching through the spoils.
Since the old Daoist priest administered the poison, he couldn't possibly be without an antidote.
But the problem was.
With so many brightly colored pills.
He couldn't distinguish them; he couldn't distinguish them at all.
Just as Liu Chang'an was hesitating.
Not far behind him.
A man's voice suddenly spoke.
"Choose the red one!"
This sentence.
Caused the alarm bell in Liu Chang'an's constantly tense nerves to ring loudly.
He turned his head.
Only then did he notice.
In the direction behind him, a figure had appeared at some point, wearing a smile.
In an instant.
He frowned.
He instinctively took a step back.
Thinking the other party was an accomplice of the old Daoist priest who had come after him.
He almost wanted to run.
But the person didn't seem to have any malice, so Liu Chang'an forcibly suppressed the urge to flee.
He walked a little closer.
Liu Chang'an finally got a clear look at the other person's face.
He looked only about fifteen or sixteen, not much older than himself.
But compared to his own utterly ordinary appearance.
This person was handsome, extraordinary in bearing, and naturally carried an air of dashing chivalry in his features.
"Wait!"
"This guy?"
Liu Chang'an suddenly widened his eyes.
The iconic "cockroach antennae" hair on the other person's head was far too familiar.
His heart skipped a beat, and he nearly blurted out "Dongfang Yuechu."
This hairstyle.
This demeanor...
If not Dongfang Yuechu, who could it be?
He looked exactly like the image of Dongfang Yuechu from the original plot!
Just as Liu Chang'an was secretly scrutinizing the other person.
The person was also watching him.
Seemingly noticing Liu Chang'an's wariness,
The person raised a warm smile, like a spring breeze.
Waving a hand, he greeted: "Little brother, I'm just passing by. You don't need to be nervous; I'm not a bad person."
Liu Chang'an was silent for a moment, then replied faintly: "Bad people usually don't say they are bad people."
"..."
Dongfang Guyue.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be taking my leave." Liu Chang'an didn't want to get too involved with this person, even if he really was Dongfang Yuechu himself.
Seeing Liu Chang'an turn to leave without a second word, Dongfang Guyue was also slightly startled.
He hurriedly chased after him from behind, continuously chattering.
"Wait a minute!"
"Hey, aren't you curious who I am?"
"No."
"Then aren't you curious why I'm here?"
"No."
Avoiding him like the plague.
Liu Chang'an adhered to the Prudent Path philosophy.
If this person really was Dongfang Yuechu, he needed to keep an even greater distance.
"Hey, little brother, don't run!"
"I really am not a bad person; I just wanted to get to know you."
"Oh, right, let me introduce myself. I'm Dongfang Guyue!"
"How about you?"
"What's your name?"
Chased and chattered at all the way.
Liu Chang'an was a little tired.
So he simply sat down on the ground.
Compared to his own reserved silence.
This guy was practically a social butterfly, gesticulating and talking non-stop.
He hadn't said a word.
And the other person had already introduced himself and volunteered his identity and background.
That casual, utterly guileless nature made him seem like a bright, sunny youth.
Finally.
Liu Chang'an couldn't resist, asking with an uncertain tone: "I have a friend named Dongfang Yuechu. Does Your Excellency know him?"
...
Hearing this, Dongfang Guyue looked bewildered and shook his head: "I do not know this person."
Although he came from the Dongfang Spirit Clan of Aolai Kingdom, and there were hundreds of people in his clan, he had never heard the name Dongfang Yuechu.
With one probe, Liu Chang'an easily got the answer he wanted.
Dongfang Guyue.
If his guess was right, this person should be the maternal grandfather of Dongfang Yuechu.
Perhaps many people were unfamiliar with this name.
But as long as one mentioned the Fire God from the original plot, who was murdered by his senior disciple Jin Renfeng and ultimately lost his reputation, everyone would be familiar.
"Is Your Excellency perhaps the Clan Master of the Divine Fire Villa?"
Liu Chang'an suddenly said with a cupped-hand salute.
Hearing this, Dongfang Guyue's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "What a coincidence! I was just planning to establish a family power and was racking my brains over a good name..."
"Divine Fire Villa!"
"Hahaha, good, that's an excellent name."
His face was filled with gratitude: "Thank you! From now on, the family I establish will be called the Divine Fire Villa!"
"..."
Liu Chang'an.
He hadn't expected that a casual remark from him would, by a strange twist of fate, lead to the premature birth of the Divine Fire Villa.
Sometimes, one has to admit that the interconnectedness of reality is truly marvelous.
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