Chapter 082: Revealing Identity

Zhang Jianjie looked at Li Wenjun with an extremely expectant gaze, as if he was just waiting for Li Wenjun to say a word, and he would be ready to go through fire and water for him.

Li Wenjun did not immediately agree as Zhang Jianjie had hoped. He said calmly, "Mr. Zhang, don't you think you're being a bit too enthusiastic? We just met, and you've already given me a heavy gift, saying it's to help your son-in-law secure his position as the county magistrate. I believe you. Now, you want to introduce me to another immortal master to fight against the Marquis of Pohun. What virtue or ability do I have that makes you, Mr. Zhang, look at me so differently?"

Zhang Jianjie replied anxiously, "Master, you're overthinking it. I am truly sincere and have no ulterior motives."

Li Wenjun dismissed him, saying, "I don't care if you have ulterior motives or not. I appreciate your kindness, but I'll seek your help when I can't deal with the Marquis of Pohun anymore. You may leave now, and I won't see you off."

Zhang Jianjie had no choice but to leave Li Wenjun's house. As he walked, he couldn't help but add, "Master, you really misunderstand me. I just want to form a good relationship with you. This way, if I need your help in the future, I won't feel awkward asking, right?"

Li Wenjun watched Zhang Jianjie leave without any change in his expression. Whether Zhang Jianjie was trustworthy or not, Li Wenjun didn't consider it. Even if Zhang Jianjie was genuinely trying to help him, Li Wenjun wouldn't accept it.

The battle with Jiang Shan made Li Wenjun realize his shortcomings. His strength was still weak, and at this critical moment, meeting other cultivators was not a wise choice.

If Zhang Jianjie hadn't given him so many medicinal herbs, he might have considered meeting Daoist Yueci. Now, with the herbs, his top priority was to refine them and convert them into real cultivation levels. This was the best strategy.

With the herbs, Li Wenjun was too lazy to make any more mechanisms. He let the tree trunks and branches scatter in the courtyard, went into the house, and began to carefully inventory the herbs Zhang Jianjie had given him.

Li Wenjun had entered Wufeng Mountain several times. Although his professional knowledge might not match Sun Baicao's, his understanding of the main and auxiliary herbs needed for the Qi Gathering Powder, such as the Moon Gazing Cliff herbs, was no less than Sun Baicao's.

Based on his accumulated experience, he determined that the herbs Zhang Jianjie had given him were genuine, with no other impurities or poisons. The herbs were very clean, processed skillfully, and of high quality, almost completely preserving the medicinal properties of each herb. Using them to refine medicinal broth would be almost as good as using fresh herbs.

Li Wenjun estimated that with these herbs, using two doses of medicinal broth per day, they would last him about two months.

Li Wenjun was overjoyed. He immediately decided to leave the county town of Sankai and return to the cave in Wufeng Mountain to continue his cultivation. He would come out of the mountain when he had used up all the herbs.

Before entering the mountain, a large purchase was inevitable. Li Wenjun left all the unnecessary items like herbal collection tools at home. He took the gold and silver to the money shop in the county town and had them stored there. After emptying his storage bag, he began to pack the necessary items, such as herbs, candles, and meat. Soon, the storage bag was full.

Li Wenjun looked at the pile of items that couldn't fit into the storage bag and shook his head. The storage bag's capacity was too small to meet his needs. If possible, he needed to find a larger storage bag.

After a series of preparations, it was almost dark. Li Wenjun got up and headed to the Sun family's house next door.

The Sun family's house was unusually crowded, with people inside and outside, both familiar and unfamiliar, surrounding Sun Baicao and his son, asking about their well-being.

The Sun family had gained a lot of attention this time, representing the immortal master and killing the bandits, which was a great honor. Many people tried to pry out the true identity of the immortal master from them, but both Sun Baicao and the young Sun Jianing kept their mouths shut, not daring to reveal Li Wenjun's identity without his permission.

Li Wenjun squeezed into the hall. As soon as he saw Li Wenjun, Sun Baicao quickly stood up and said, "Wenjun, why are you here?"

Li Wenjun nodded at him and said, "Uncle Sun, are you free? I have something to discuss with you."

"Who are you? Can't you see that Brother Baicao is busy?" a man trying to curry favor with Sun Baicao scolded.

"Old Liu, don't talk nonsense. This is Wenjun, my nephew," Sun Baicao said, somewhat nervously. He glanced at Li Wenjun and, seeing that he wasn't angry, breathed a sigh of relief. "Everyone, please wait a moment. I need to talk to Wenjun outside."

Li Wenjun and Sun Baicao went outside. The courtyard was also crowded, so they had to go to a quiet corner on the street to have a private conversation.

"Wenjun, what do you need?" Sun Baicao asked cautiously.

Li Wenjun smiled and said, "Uncle Sun, no matter what my identity is, whether I'm a cultivator or an ordinary person, our friendship will not change. You are still my Uncle Sun, and I am still Jianing's Brother Wenjun."

Sun Baicao smiled awkwardly and said, "I understand. Thank you for looking up to us. I always knew you were not an ordinary person and would achieve great things one day, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon and for you to achieve so much."

Li Wenjun noticed that Sun Baicao was still somewhat restrained and uneasy. He sighed inwardly, knowing that it was impossible to return to the previous close relationship.

He didn't want to dwell on this issue and said directly, "Uncle Sun, I have something to discuss with you. Do you know why Qin Yue knelt to me? Why did the county magistrate Qin Yue, rather than the county magistrate Wu Qi, give you and Jianing the red sashes?"

"Why?" Sun Baicao asked. He had been thinking about this all day.

Li Wenjun smiled and said, "Because Wu Qi is dead, and I killed him."

"Whoa!" Sun Baicao gasped, his face turning pale. "Wenjun, you killed Wu Qi? How can you still stay in Sankai County? You should run away quickly. Come, I know Zhao Dongsheng in the east of the city has a fine horse. Let's go buy that horse now, and you can ride it to escape."