Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 180 She always asks for 16

Having learned from this experience, he always changes the subject the next time someone asks him about it.

Just as they continued their journey towards the Valley of the Underworld.

A man was kneeling by the roadside, with an old man lying in front of him. The old man's face was pale and he looked like he was about to die.

The man held the old man and wept bitterly, crying out, "Father! Father, don't go!"

"I am sixteen years old this year. My mother ran away with someone else because she thought we were too poor. My grandparents starved to death because of the famine, and now my father is dying too. How am I supposed to survive..."

Mu Silan suddenly felt a bit of admiration for this man. He explained things so clearly while crying. These days, swindlers really do have some skills.

They didn't even take this classic scam seriously.

Song Xianyin tugged at the sleeve in her hand, but couldn't budge it.

She turned her head in a daze, and saw Wen Chuyan crying with tears streaming down his face.

He stood in front of the man, his eyes filled with sympathy.

Mu Silan: ...

Does Jiang Wange really think this idiot is more worthy of her affection than him?

Song Xianyin tugged at him forcefully, but Wen Chuyan didn't budge.

With red eyes, he reached into his pocket for some silver and choked out, "Miss Song, please let me give this poor young master some silver first."

The kneeling man's eyes lit up. He pretended not to know anything and continued to wail, as if he were overwhelmed with grief.

Wen Chuyan's heart ached more and more. He had never seen such miserable people. He was determined to help them through this difficult time.

Jiang Wange gently advised, "Fellow Daoist Wen, this young master looks quite rosy-cheeked."

They must eat very well normally.

Wen Chuyan could no longer listen to anyone's advice; all he could think about now was helping this poor man.

The man could barely suppress the smile on his face as he looked at the money that had been delivered to his door.

"this……"

Before he could finish speaking, the money was snatched away.

Wen Chuyan looked at Song Xianyin, who had an angry expression, and silently lowered his head.

Song Xianyin glared at him angrily: "Don't give him any money! I want money, give it to me!"

Wen Chuyan glanced at the sulking Song Xianyin and tentatively suggested, "Then give him just a little bit..."

"No way! Your money is my money, and you're not allowed to let anyone else spend it."

Wen Chuyan's face turned as red as a chili pepper, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

He stammered, "Yes, my money can only be used by Miss Song, and cannot be used by anyone else."

Wen Chuyan blushed and left hand in hand with Song Xianyin, never looking back at the two behind them.

The man behind them stared at the old man lying down.

All that crying for nothing!

Wen Chuyan kept glancing at Song Xianyin as they walked, but Song Xianyin didn't turn around.

He's probably going to bring up that conman again. Let's not talk about that!

Scattered rays of light filtered through the branches and fell on Song Xianyin's hair, creating a faint halo.

Wen Chuyan stole a glance at her, and Song Xianyin met his gaze immediately. She said fiercely, "What are you looking at?"

Wen Chuyan smiled gently and said somewhat shyly, "Miss Song looks beautiful."

This sentence completely stumped Song Xianyin.

She cleared her throat awkwardly: "Oh."

They soon entered the secret realm.

This is a secret realm of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Without someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect to guide you, people from other sects cannot enter.

Jiang Wange's expression also began to become somewhat serious.

She must find the Divine Pearl of Departing Fire. With the Divine Pearl of Departing Fire, she will no longer be controlled by Mu Silan.

Mu Silan sensed her anxiety and comforted her, "It's okay if you can't find it, I'll help you."

Anyway, he's not afraid of pain.

These words not only failed to comfort Jiang Wange, but also made her even more irritable: "Do you even understand why I'm in such a hurry to get rid of the Fire God Pearl? I just want to get away from you, you understand? Every minute and every second I spend with you makes me feel disgusted."

Jiang Wange's eyes turned red with anger, and her voice trembled slightly.

She had never been so emotionally expressive on this journey.

Her voice trembled with tears: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had to suffer so much."

Song Xianyin handed the handkerchief to Jiang Wange, and Wen Chuyan comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Jiang. I can already sense the aura of the Divine Pearl of Li Huo. We will definitely find it."

He had promised them he would bring them to find the Divine Pearl of the Departing Fire, and he would definitely keep his word.

Mu Silan lowered his head, clenching his fists tightly. Faced with Jiang Wange's accusations, he couldn't utter a single word.

After what just happened, things have become somewhat serious.

Wen Chuyan sat on the ground, frowning as he sensed the location of the Fire God Pearl.

Jiang Wange kept observing Wen Chuyan's reactions; her heart tightened with every movement he made.

Mu Silan looked at her nervous expression and smiled sadly.

Song Xianyin poked at the ants on the ground out of boredom. The ants here were huge; Mu Silan had just been bitten, and his whole hand was swollen like a pig's trotter.

As time passed, Jiang Wange's ominous premonition grew stronger.

She knew that if she failed this time, she would be stuck relying on Mu Silan for the rest of her life.

Wen Chuyan felt a pain in his chest. He opened his eyes, his face pale: "It's in the north."

There are too many spiritual artifacts in the Netherworld Valley, and the aura there is very mixed.

Wen Chuyan suddenly looked at Song Xianyin beside him and suddenly thought, why don't we let Miss Song pack some to take back? She seems to really like these things.

The four immediately headed north, and Song Xianyin picked up the Soul-Devouring Blood Raven, which was lying on the ground fast asleep.

The Soul-Devouring Blood Raven opened its eyes, glanced at them, and then closed them again.

The sky is big and the earth is big, sleeping is the biggest.

The Divine Pearl of Fire was not as difficult to find as they had imagined; on the contrary, they found it very quickly.

The whole process went so smoothly it was unbelievable.

Wen Chuyan had a vague sense of foreboding, but looking at his happy companions around him, he suppressed his worries.

He's probably overthinking it.

Anyone can take what's in the Netherworld Valley as long as they can enter, but he always felt like someone was watching him from the shadows.

"That's great. We've won the trial and the Divine Pearl of Blazing Fire together. Wen Chuyan can go back to see the sect leader now," Song Xianyin said with a smile.

Jiang Wange smiled and said, "I am truly grateful to Fellow Daoist Wen this time. I will definitely praise Fellow Daoist Wen a few more times in front of the sect leader."

Wen Chuyan nodded happily: "Then thank you, Fellow Daoist Jiang and Fellow Daoist Mu."

Fellow Daoist Mu and Fellow Daoist Jiang are both from the Wuji Sect; they can serve as his witnesses.

“Me too, me too! I’ll praise you a lot too!” Song Xianyin quickly squeezed in.

Wen Chuyan's eyes crinkled into a smile as he said, "Thank you, Miss Song."

Although he is a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he is an outer disciple. If he can satisfy the sect leader this time, he will be able to become a disciple of the sect leader.

Gaining the sect leader's approval was his lifelong wish.