Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

"You... you devil."

Wei Lanchen's lips trembled. His greatest trump card was instantly broken by Su Jie. He had heard of Su Jie's extraordinarily glorious battle records, but only upon facing him did he realize that those rumors were not the least bit exaggerated. This person was even more terrifying than many Taoist Platform Realm experts he had encountered.

Bam! A tidal wave of the Blood Sea surged high, and Su Jie's figure emerged within the waves. Then, with a slap, he struck Wei Lanchen's face, sending him tumbling several times, with a few teeth flying out.

"So much nonsense. You should have been prepared for this when you provoked me."

Su Jie grabbed Wei Lanchen, and without another word, delivered several consecutive slaps, turning his handsome little face into something resembling a pig's head.

Then, he reached out and seized the gold-plated bracelet on Wei Lanchen's wrist, forcibly pulling it off.

Wei Lanchen, like a humiliated young wife, could only watch as his innate spiritual object was snatched away by Su Jie, tears of humiliation or pain streaming down his face.

"This exotic treasure seems destined for me, so I'll keep it for now."

Su Jie happily stored away the gold-plated bracelet, then took the storage bag from Wei Lanchen's waist.

With a sweep of his divine sense over the storage bag, it wasn't as rich as he had imagined. The quantity of various spiritual materials, elixirs, and spirit stones was not much—only worth about several million spirit stones.

For an ordinary Secret Realm Cultivator, this would be considered immense wealth. However, for Wei Lanchen, a prince of the Da Li Dynasty, this fortune seemed somewhat paltry.

Su Jie couldn't help but pout, expressing his dissatisfaction: "Are you really a prince? How come you have so little, just a pauper, how do you even qualify as a prince?"

Hearing this, Wei Lanchen retorted: "If I had money, would I be given this task and sent all the way to Qing Province?"

Now, the Da Li Dynasty was in a turbulent state. The Wei Royal Family's position was unstable, talents were dwindling, and economic difficulties abounded. Taxes from various places were heavily intercepted by local authorities. Each year, just to support the large number of royal family members living in luxury, the expenses incurred were massive debts.

As an unspoiled prince like Wei Lanchen, he naturally had few resources and very few ministers to rely on, so he had to secure achievements by himself. Having a family background worth several million was already considered Wei Lanchen being frugal and efficient with his home.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky to encounter Su Jie, this devil, allowing all his hard-earned assets to fall into Su Jie's hands.

"Oh, so you're a peripheral prince with no chance at the throne. No wonder you're so poor."

Su Jie remarked thoughtfully. It made sense; if he were one of those princes competing for the throne, it wouldn't be so easy just to send someone from the Taoist Platform Realm alone for their travels.

"Bastard, what do you know, you devil? You dare rob me? You've provoked our Da Li Dynasty, and our royal family will not let you off. You've landed yourself in big trouble."

Wei Lanchen felt an intense shame and anger. Although what Su Jie said was true, hearing the blunt truth made him feel defenseless.

"You are a fallen prince. Do you think the royal family will stand up for you? Keep blabbing, and I'll take you to auction."

Su Jie sneered, and Wei Lanchen immediately feared into silence.

Su Jie's infamous talent auctions were all too famous. If Wei Lanchen were really taken for auction by Su Jie, his reputation for this entire lifetime would be irrecoverable. He would be the first prince in the history of Da Li Dynasty to be auctioned off. Just imagining such a scene made him wish he could find a hole to disappear into; it would truly be a disgrace beyond repair.

"I... I'll give you all the money, all of it, just let me go."

Wei Lanchen no longer dared struggle; compared to a lifetime reputation, money could be earned again. But once tainted with being auctioned, such a stain could never be washed clean.

"Very well, a wiseman submits to circumstances."

Su Jie smiled contentedly. Of course, he wouldn't really auction off Wei Lanchen. Doing so would openly offend the royal family. No matter how little weight Wei Lanchen held in the Wei Royal Family, they would choose to stand up for him, because this concerned the dignity of the entire royal family.

And according to Su Jie's knowledge, there still was a Purple Mansion Realm Great Power presiding over the Da Li Dynasty. They just wouldn't easily leave Da Li City. Su Jie didn't want to invite such trouble upon himself, especially since he already gained the benefits.

At this moment, the thousand-hand centipede returned, carrying Liu Cheng's body in its mouth. This Taoist Platform Realm expert had half of his bones broken, resembling a dead dog as the thousand-hand centipede dragged him back. Clearly, in the fight against the thousand-hand centipede, he had been thoroughly battered.

"Well done, Xiao Qian."

Su Jie scratched the thousand-hand centipede's chin, then collected Liu Cheng's money sword and storage bag, and kicked Liu Cheng to fly into Wei Lanchen's arms, making the two roll about into a pile.

"Remember, next time, be more careful in choosing alliances. Don't provoke someone you can't afford to offend; others won't be as forgiving as I am."

Su Jie climbed atop the thousand-hand centipede's head, leaving with these words. The thousand-hand centipede took off on the wind, carrying Su Jie into the clouds, disappearing from their sight.

"Pah, you call this being agreeable? I... I'm going to tell the Imperial Sister, tell the Emperor..."

Wei Lanchen stomped his feet in anger, his face turning an iron blue.

Su Jie stripped him of everything, this bandit-like conduct, even robbing a prince, and yet he dared to say he was agreeable.

"Sixth Prince, stop cursing, he's not far off and can still hear you."

Liu Cheng stood to the side with a dejected look, glaring at Wei Lanchen, wanting to beat him up if not for his status.

Had Wei Lanchen not stirred up trouble, he wouldn't have been ransacked by Su Jie. What a mess this was!

Wei Lanchen's eye twitched slightly, although still resentful, he didn't dare to scold anymore from his heart.

The two of them exchanged a glance, then turned their heads away again, both looking disgracefully bruised and battered.

......

On the back of the Thousand-Handed Centipede, Su Jie had it spit out the Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit, placing it in his palm to carefully examine.

The exterior of the Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit appeared unremarkable, but once Divine Sense penetrated it, one could sense a terrifying golden ocean.

It was a highly condensed special spiritual power, Su Jie attempted to draw out some of it, and immediately the spiritual energy within a radius of several dozen miles surged violently, as if a drop of water had been dropped into a boiling oil pan, causing the spiritual energy to boil.

Su Jie absorbed the boiling spiritual energy, the absorption efficiency was several times higher than before, the rolling spiritual power continuously merged into Su Jie's body, requiring almost no refinement to be absorbed by the meridians.

If spiritual energy is like flour, then the Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit is akin to yeast, its presence acts on the spiritual energy, making it more rich, refined, and easily absorbable, among other effects.

Not only that, Su Jie slightly closed his eyes, feeling more in tune with this world, experiencing a mysterious sensing of Unity of Heaven and Man, his comprehension significantly enhanced, which was extremely useful in breaking through realms.

No wonder the cultivators present at the time went crazy for the Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit. If placed into a sect's spirit vein, it would enhance the entire sect's foundation, calling it a Sect Treasure is not an exaggeration.

"It's a pity I didn't obtain a whole one back then."

Su Jie sighed regretfully.

.....

At the Qingzhou Tide-Watching Pavilion, someone let out a sigh as well.

In a statuary hall, Dong Yu, the Great Elder of the Qingzhou Tide-Watching Pavilion, knelt on the ground, recounting the events at Qilong Mountain one by one, sighing, "Master, this disciple is incompetent, and only obtained this piece of Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit."

On the high platform, the eyes of a deity statue seemed to open, a heavy pressure radiating out.

"One piece, huh, your recent actions have been very disappointing to me."

From within the statue, a dull, hoarse, cold voice emerged.

Dong Yu lowered his head further, smiling bitterly, "It's my dereliction of duty, failing to lead the Qingzhou Tide-Watching Pavilion well, falling into Su Jie's trap, resulting in significant losses for the Supreme Elder."

The statue gazed at Dong Yu, who knelt without daring to move.

After a minute of silence, the statue emitted a cracking sound: "Su Jie, is it? I'll remember that name. When one day I revive and be reborn, it will be the day of his demise."

Dong Yu quickly responded, agreeing, "Master is right, when you return, you will surely lead the Qingzhou Tide-Watching Pavilion back to glory and wipe out the Ghost Ridge Palace."

The Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit in front of Dong Yu floated up, and a grotesque, ominous light shadow emerged from the statue.

It was a dharma manifestation that only a Purple Mansion Realm Yang God could condense, although usually not this small.

The dharma manifestation swiftly drilled into the Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit, using it for nurturing.

Dong Yu reverently placed the Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit back onto the high platform, then cautiously retreated.

As the room door closed, the hall plunged back into darkness and silence, with only the Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit flickering with faint glow inside, like it was breathing, or a heart beating, as if something terrifying was slowly being nurtured within it.