Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 249 - 129: The Complicated Swindler Master! The Witch Immortal Reappears! (A 10,000-word Mega - Pleading for Subscriptions)_2

Chapter 249: Chapter 129: The Complicated Swindler Master! The Witch Immortal Reappears! (A 10,000-word Mega Chapter Pleading for Subscriptions)_2

Fan Wu spoke, "Just hold the back of the letter toward me. I don’t need to see the content on the front."

Fan Jinzhi sighed in relief.

She did as she was told.

Curiosity tinged her eyes, clearly unaware of why Fan Wu made such a request.

Fan Wu’s gaze lingered on the back of the letter as he continued to ask, "Have you noticed any text on the back of the letter?"

Fan Jinzhi was taken aback. She leaned over for a closer look but couldn’t see anything and shook her head.

"It seems, then, that only certain people can see it," Fan Wu observed a vertical line of crimson text on the back of the letter.

Each character was as tiny as a mosquito, yet with his eyesight, he could clearly make out the words.

Moreover, the handwriting of these red letters was unmistakably penned by that swindler master of his.

——Your journey holds great peril. Survival is paramount! Living a stable life to the end is also nice. Remember this! Remember this!

After seeing this vertical line of text,

he could confirm that his swindler master wasn’t as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Great peril, huh?

Originally, Fan Wu didn’t have much interest, after all, what did the origins of this body have to do with him, a transmigrator? The only ones who he could barely consider kin were that swindler master and the small family of Fan Jinzhi.

But upon seeing the words "great peril", Fan Wu suddenly became intrigued.

Of course, his interest wasn’t in any supposed origins, but purely in the words "great peril".

If there were great dangers, that meant there must be enemies, right?

Enemies meant walking Free Attribute Points, didn’t they?

That was exactly what he wanted.

With that thought,

Fan Wu had already decided to take a trip to the Great Zhou Imperial City. He was indeed curious to see what kind of dangers awaited him there. Would it be vile bandits? Baffling oddities? Spine-chilling evil spirits? Or malevolent Evil Gods with sinister powers?

Any of them, in Fan Wu’s eyes, represented walking Free Attribute Points.

Since there was a chance to encounter them,

he couldn’t miss it.

"The old man surely is highly skilled in deceiving people!" Fan Wu remarked as he left, expressing such admiration.

Without explaining much to Fan Jinzhi, he said his farewells and left the Yun Residence.

His swindler master truly had extraordinary deceitful skills.

Fan Wu would hail him as the strongest!

He was certain the master must be a Cultivator, but as to what level exactly, he had no clue for now. However, one thing he was sure about was that the master never used Taoist Magic while in Qiulong County.

Fan Wu inherited the memories of his body. Recalling the images in his memory, it was evident that the master, though a Cultivator, resorted to street charlatan tricks to deceive and exorcise spirits.

Those scenes... weren’t they just of a Cultivator playing the part of a charlatan, pretending to possess Taoist Magic with street tricks to fool a bunch of gullible fools?

Making those fools believe that he, a Cultivator disguised as a charlatan, was a very powerful Taoist Priest.

Was this nesting dolls?

Moreover, he even managed to deceive his own daughter and son-in-law.

You should know, his son-in-law was the Prefecture Lord, a man whose power was certainly significant in Nanjun.

And he could keep them in the dark?

What was the purpose of his doing this...

What exactly was it?

"Forget it... What does it have to do with me! I just hope the danger you’ve arranged for me, Master, is even more fierce than I imagined," Fan Wu’s smile was unusually ferocious, "So your disciple here can gain more Free Attribute Points."

"Maybe next year I can also incense three sticks for you."

"And it’s not impossible to burn a few eerily lifelike paper effigies for you."

Fan Wu’s thoughts were just that brute and simple.

If it were someone else, they would probably agonize over this for days, if not months.

But not him.

He was the type too lazy to fuss, figuring if fists could settle it, why bother straining his mind?

And besides, Fan Wu felt if he did use his brain, it would probably tell him: Quickly come up with a plan using your invincible muscles!

At this point in his thoughts, Fan Wu had already stepped outside of the Yun Residence.

Then he heard a voice growing louder from a distance.

"Daoist Priest Fan! Daoist Priest Fan!" That unmistakably familiar voice belonged to Yun Jiuqing.

He saw Yun Jiuqing hastening toward him with a bundle in her arms.

Simultaneously, Fan Wu noticed it was a stack of some uniquely textured paper.

Yun Jiuqing presented the stack before him and said, "Daoist Priest Fan, this is from the Thousand Household Leader of the Qiantian Divine. He instructed me to give it to you!"

The Thousand Household Leader?

Fan Wu accepted the object from Yun Jiuqing and discovered it was a stack of silver notes. A casual glance told him each note was worth a hundred taels of silver.

All combined, it amounted to several thousand taels of silver!

Good heavens!

What’s going on?

The Prefecture’s Qiantian Divine couldn’t possibly have so much silver that they had to play benefactor and give it away freely, could they?