Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 641 - 513: Taking Care of Each Other!

Chapter 641: Chapter 513: Taking Care of Each Other!

An extremely familiar headache.

Wu Xiaode clutched his forehead and waited a few minutes.

The Book of the Dead then continued to display new ice crystal text:

"Extracting knowledge:"

"Treasure Identification (Basic)."

"With this knowledge, you can select better materials and treasures, arrange various combinations, integrate them into your world, and maximize their utility."

Countless pieces of knowledge appeared in Wu Xiaode’s memory.

This knowledge was exactly what he needed, so much so that Teddy cheered and began eagerly reading that knowledge.

Wu Xiaode couldn’t help but say:

"Did you specifically pick this knowledge for me?"

"Yes, it’s thoughtful, isn’t it?" Jiang Shanglan said with a smiling face.

Wu Xiaode shrugged, "Why not just tell me directly, why make it so complicated..."

"This is to tell you to protect me well, and you will benefit!"

Jiang Shanglan’s expression became more serious, and she continued:

"Actually, there are many secrets that cannot be spoken of, which can now be imparted to you through your Awakening Skill without touching any taboos—it’s actually a very rare opportunity."

At this point, she put down her chopsticks and looked intently at Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode knew it was time to make a choice.

Actually, thinking about it, working for the Virtual World is still working, and working for Jiang Shanglan is also working.

—It’s all just to earn a living.

Why couldn’t he work for her?

She speaks nicely, is generous, and is so understanding—

Was he just being petty earlier, or perhaps gender-biased?

Surely not, surely not, in this day and age, could his views still be so outdated?

What’s wrong with being a bodyguard?

"Alright, I’ll protect you," Wu Xiaode said.

"Yay—"

Jiang Shanglan raised both her hands and cheered, immediately attracting the attention of other diners in the noodle shop.

After all, everyone was eating quietly when unexpectedly someone caused such a commotion.

But once everyone realized it was such a beautiful girl making the noise, they gave up the idea of confronting her, instead shooting hostile glances towards Wu Xiaode.

—Lucky bastard!

Jiang Shanglan also realized she had been too excited and quickly lowered her hands, shutting her mouth tightly and curling up.

She remembered something and suddenly squeezed Wu Xiaode’s shoulder forcefully.

Wu Xiaode found it somewhat amusing.

Such a formidable person, yet her actions were so adorable.

He had to protect her...

But sometimes he had to go to Naihe Bridge to conduct rites for the spirits, what if she encountered danger during such times?

Since he had agreed to protect her, he had to do it.

If that happens—

"Extreme Good, Judgement,"

Wu Xiaode softly called out.

Two figures immediately appeared in the Void behind him.

"Angels?"

Jiang Shanglan said with interest.

Wu Xiaode seriously said, "From now on, you should perform more good deeds. I’ve assigned two angels to keep track of your Merit, which can help you turn misfortune into blessing."

Jiang Shanglan was about to speak, but suddenly closed her mouth again.

She closely examined the two angels, her expression gradually changing, and finally, in a lowered voice, she said:

"These are Heavenly Priests... How did you manage to create such a high-level World Skill of causality? What kind of treasure have you obtained?"

Treasure?

That word was not easy for her to say.

Wu Xiaode remembered that after he completed the task on Naihe Bridge, she had seen the reward, which she had dismissed as trash at the time.

"I don’t know what the treasure is, I got it from a strange tomb."

Wu Xiaode recounted the incident with the Mother of All Things.

Jiang Shanglan listened but didn’t say much, seemingly unfamiliar with these matters.

Wu Xiaode didn’t mind; he quickly finished his noodles and said:

"I’ll have the two angels follow you later; they can help you turn misfortune into blessing."

"And you?" Jiang Shanglan asked.

"I’ll work at Naihe Bridge, and once I’m done, I’ll come find you," Wu Xiaode replied.

"Okay."

The two finished their noodles, left the noodle shop, and this time Wu Xiaode rode a small electric scooter, dropping Jiang Shanglan off at school.

As music flowed from the piano room, Wu Xiaode turned to enter the woods across from the teaching building.

He found a secluded spot, opened the black notebook.

In an instant.

He vanished.

At the same time.

In the piano room.

Jiang Shanglan put down the violin in her hands, her expression taking on an unprecedented killing intent.

She paced back and forth in the room, apparently facing some dilemma, her face full of anxious colors.

Suddenly a voice arose from the Void:

"Miss, don’t worry, the other party might not be able to locate us."

"But if that guy does find us, no one can protect Little Wu from him, especially in my injured state, cursed all over—"

Jiang Shanglan exclaimed in sorrow, pressing her hand into the Void.

In an instant.

Countless terrifying shadows appeared in the Void, enveloping the surrounding void completely, holding iron chains, tightly binding her in place.

She showed a face of agony and was forced to let go of her hand.

The magic instantly disintegrated.

The dark shadows also quickly dissolved into nothingness.

"Miss, don’t rush, take it easy, you’ll wear away these curses eventually,"

the voice consoled.

"There’s no time," Jiang Shanglan said anxiously: "Little Wu stole the core power of Heavenly Dao, which will surely cause a huge uproar."

"Who knows how many people will come to kill him and plunder that treasure..."

"That person will definitely come looking for him too."

"And I have no power to protect him!"

The voice sighed, seemingly at a loss for words.

Suddenly.

The Judgement Angel began, "Miss, since the power we have obtained is so strong, why don’t you try using our power?"

Jiang Shanglan turned to look at her.

The Extreme Good Angel also said, "Since you are thinking of protecting Brother Wu, and Brother Wu has tasked us with protecting you, we will definitely do our utmost."

That voice immediately cried out, "Yes, miss, we still don’t know what their abilities are!"

Jiang Shanglan hesitated, "Your abilities are..."

The two angels glanced at each other.

"Fortune and misfortune come without a gate," said the Extreme Good Angel.

"It’s only summoned by oneself," said the Judgement Angel.

"I don’t understand—your abilities should be the dual magic of thunder for life and death," Jiang Shanglan shook her head.

"Generally speaking, that would be the case, but Brother Wu has an Awakening Skill called ’Wall of Sighs’!" the Judgement Angel said.

"With it, any skill that comes to Brother Wu has to be modified," added the Extreme Good Angel.

Modified?

—It must be modified into the style of a delinquent, right!

Jiang Shanglan couldn’t help but laugh, and asked, "Am I negligent, since even that sort of power can’t escape being modified, what did it eventually turn into?"

The two angels looked at each other.

"It’s a bit complicated to explain, why not try it?"

The Extreme Good Angel gestured with her hand, and a rectangle emitting a faint light appeared in front of her.

She faced Jiang Shanglan, opened the book, but saw that it was completely empty.

"Miss, you’ve hidden everything, so we can’t work like this," said the Extreme Good Angel.

"Let us see your deeds of good and evil. If you committed too many misdeeds, we can’t help much, but if you possess Merit—" the Judgement Angel revealed a meaningful smile.

After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Shanglan suddenly said:

"Very well, let me show you."

The next instant.

A streak of golden light flashed through her eyes.

At nearly the same moment, scores of tiny characters began to appear in the angels’ books.

The Extreme Good Angel quickly recited:

"The legendary female warrior, the Void Walker, the White Rose of the Shattered Divine Palace, the holder of the Holy Sword, the empress of the Luohou Clan in Asura, who protected all the sorrowful beings in the profound holy war."

The Judgement Angel, writing as if the dragon danced and the snake wriggled on the book, wrote:

"I have now heard of her supreme Merit, within this ’Heavenly Punishment,’ slightly compensating for her struggles."

"Consuming three thousand Merit, to alleviate all Ghost Path Curses!"

"This is the decree of ’Heavenly Dao’; defiance leads to the Eternal Fall into the Blood Sea of Hell, with no term of release!"

The two angels shouted in unison:

"Decree!"

Suddenly, behind them emerged the grand and majestic phantom of a temple.

In front of the temple, the wails of completely darkened ghosts around Jiang Shanglan were gradually suppressed.

The ground split open.

All of the ghosts fell into the crevices, plummeting into that world filled with Fiery Flames and ghosts.

In an instant.

The ground closed up.

All the fantastic visions disappeared.

Jiang Shanglan found herself still standing in the piano room.

The two angels looked at her wearily, managing to say:

"Today, this is all we can do; we’ll remove the Curse for you tomorrow."

Having said that, the two turned into the Void and vanished.

Silence.

Jiang Shanglan stood still in place, her face expressionless.

—No one knew what she was thinking.

After a few moments.

The voice couldn’t help itself and whispered softly, "Miss, why not try it?"

Jiang Shanglan still didn’t speak.

But her robe, without any wind, fluttered and didn’t fall, as if surrounded by an odd force.

She suddenly extended her hand into the Void and lightly drew—

Only to see a great sword full of cracks being drawn out by her, clasped in her hand.

She held the great sword steadily aloft.

However, the Void, as if unable to withstand the aura on the sword, continuously cracked open in all directions, revealing the endless Dark Void outside the world.

"Incredible... the Curse was reduced by ten percent," Jiang Shanglan said.

"Ten percent!" The voice became excited, "Miss, your recovery now looks hopeful!"

Jiang Shanglan looked around.

A visionscape like Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea quietly appeared, transforming into countless suppressing runes, all falling on her.

She had no choice but to put the great sword back into the Void.

Once the great sword was gone, all the phantoms immediately disappeared as well.

"This time... there’s really hope."

Jiang Shanglan’s eyes flashed, and slowly, a vibrance she had never had before began to fill her.

Elsewhere.

On the Naihe Bridge.

Wu Xiaode stared at the chubby man across from him and said:

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Nothing more—I’m going straight to reincarnation, sir, don’t trouble yourself," replied the chubby man, then he jumped off the side of the bridge.

Wu Xiaode called out loudly, "Hey, why so hasty?"

The chubby man, as he plunged downwards, shouted back without turning his head, "You are from the Luohou Clan—everybody knows how fierce you folks are when it comes to fighting. I want no part of that torment!"

Splash!

He submerged under the Naihe Bridge into the great river, soon turning into a ray of light that shot into the sky, moving on to his reincarnation.

Wu Xiaode stood on the bridge, his face full of question marks.

The Luohou Clan?

What is that?

—The chubby man must have mistaken his identity!

Wu Xiaode shook his head, looking at the black notebook in his hand, preparing for the second transcendence.

His shoulder, which Jiang Shanglan had pinched, was emanating a faint light.

Unfortunately, this light involved Secret Technique.

He couldn’t see it.