Chapter 78

Li Wenjun walked straight back home. He did not start practicing immediately. Instead, he cut a branch from a tree, cut a piece off, and bit down on it. Then, he tore his clothes, heated the Dragon-Headed Goose Feather Saber over a lamp, and cut into the arrow wound on his left shoulder. He endured the excruciating pain and began to dig out the arrowhead embedded deep in his shoulder blade.

Li Wenjun's face contorted with pain, and large sweatdrops fell like rain. He almost bit through the fresh branch in his mouth. After much effort, with his left shoulder a bloody mess, he finally managed to dig out the arrowhead. By then, he was drenched in sweat, and his face was deathly pale.

Li Wenjun sprinkled the wound-healing medicine he had bought before on the wound to stop the bleeding, then bandaged it up. After that, he went back inside, fell onto the bed, and fell asleep.

He did not sleep for long, only about an hour. When he woke up, it was still dark.

Li Wenjun touched his shoulder and found that it no longer hurt. He unwrapped the bandage and saw that the wound was almost fully healed. He estimated that if he slept for another half an hour, his left shoulder would be completely recovered.

Li Wenjun moved his left shoulder. Apart from a slight pain, his left shoulder and left arm were fine. He sighed in relief. The green light that had saved him multiple times had once again shown its power, allowing his injuries to heal so quickly. This was crucial and important for him.

The environment he was in was becoming increasingly unstable. Only by staying healthy could he deal with various emergencies.

Li Wenjun did not sleep anymore. He went to the courtyard and used the Dragon-Headed Goose Feather Saber to cut down several trees in his yard. He planned to set up some hidden traps inside and outside the courtyard according to the mechanisms left by Wang Yonggui.

At the county office, he had killed three people with extraordinary backgrounds and identities, not counting the minor henchmen: the Third Young Master, Jiang Shan, and Wu Qi. Whether it was the distant Polaris Marquis in the capital or the nearby Mingchuan Prefecture Governor Shao Kehan, they would not let this go. Even if they knew he was a cultivator, they would most likely still come after him.

Li Wenjun was certain that Shao Kehan, the Polaris Marquis, and the cultivators were connected. If they sought help from cultivators to eliminate him, things would become more complicated. He could not afford not to make some necessary preparations in advance.

It was impossible to significantly improve his cultivation realm in a short time. Replacing and acquiring new magical artifacts, and learning more spells, were also very difficult for him. The only feasible method was to set up traps.

However, the mechanisms researched by Wang Yonggui might only be effective against low-level cultivators. If higher-level cultivators came, they would likely be ineffective. Moreover, Li Wenjun lived in a bustling area with open terrain, which was not the best place to set up traps, reducing their potential threat.

Setting up these traps was better than doing nothing, providing some psychological comfort.

Doing something was better than doing nothing.

Perhaps the best course of action for Li Wenjun would be to leave Sanshan County immediately and go elsewhere to avoid the heat. However, this might not be the best choice.

A few months ago, when Li Wenjun went down the mountain at night to find help for the injured Sun family, he overheard a conversation between two cultivators.

They mentioned that a powerful Golden Core Ancestor, Zhou Yukun, had once dominated in the history of the Song Kingdom.

Zhou Yukun had a Zhou family, a cultivator-dominated clan. When the Zhou family was at its peak, Zhou Yukun and the entire family suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The two cultivators' master suspected that Sanshan County was the last place the Zhou family had settled, so he sent them to conduct a final investigation.

Coincidentally, the head of Sanshan Academy, Zhou Wei, also had the surname Zhou. The fact that the Polaris Marquis, who was connected to cultivators, was interested in Zhou Wei, suggested a possible connection between Zhou Wei and Zhou Yukun.

This was Li Wenjun's speculation. He could not be sure it was correct, but he was willing to take a risk. He felt that he knew too little about the cultivation world, making his cultivation path particularly difficult.

He was not greedy; he would be satisfied with even a little bit.

If he left Sanshan County now, he might miss out on a great opportunity, and it would be too late to regret it.

Additionally, Li Wenjun had to consider the Sun family. His relationship with them was well-known, and he did not want to involve them in his troubles.

Of course, Li Wenjun was not so stubborn that he would insist on staying in Sanshan County. If the situation exceeded his capabilities, he would not hesitate to leave. He could always return later when he was stronger and settle the score.

Unconsciously, it was already morning. The Sun family heard the commotion and came over to help.

"Brother Wenjun, what are you doing? Cutting down trees in the middle of the night?" Sun Jianing held a chisel, helping Li Wenjun remove the branches from the tree, and asked curiously.

Li Wenjun smiled and said, "I was just bored, so I decided to make something."

Sun Baicao, worried, said, "Wenjun, this house is rented. Shouldn't you inform the landlord before cutting down the trees?"

Li Wenjun smiled and said, "Uncle Sun, I was just about to talk to you about this. I plan to buy this house. Also, I want to buy the pond behind the house. Can you help me with the paperwork? Don't worry about the money; I'll get it for you right away."

Li Wenjun went inside, took out a gold ingot from his storage bag, and handed it to Sun Baicao.

Sun Baicao looked at the shiny gold ingot and gasped. It was a large gold ingot, fifty taels, equivalent to five hundred silver taels.

How could Li Wenjun be so rich? He had just given him forty silver taels a few days ago, and now he was handing over fifty gold taels, which was almost terrifying.

Sun Baicao did not dare to take it. He looked at Li Wenjun with a complex expression and said, "Wenjun, I really can't understand you. You came to Sanshan County as a refugee. How could you have so much money with you? And you've been living here for several months, yet your money has not only not run out but has increased?"

Li Wenjun chuckled and said, "Uncle Sun, this money is all mine. As for where it comes from, you'll know soon enough."

Before Li Wenjun finished speaking, he heard the sound of galloping horses outside the courtyard gate. The sound stopped at the gate, followed by rhythmic knocking on the door ring.

"Jianing, can you go see who's knocking?" Li Wenjun said.

Sun Jianing quickly dropped his tools and walked to the door. When he saw who was outside, he shuddered.