Chapter 82: Supplies Before the Great Battle!

On the night Rojie prepared to set out for the Hidden Stone Village.

He had just fallen asleep as usual, his consciousness gradually fading into dreams.

Suddenly, a strong sensation of weightlessness struck him; his body plunged uncontrollably downward.

Finally, he crashed heavily onto a seat.

He had arrived again in the Gray Mist Hall.

Indeed, supplies always come before a great battle.

Rojie ignored the empty seats around him and fixed his gaze directly on the corner of the hall.

There, two Rojies crouched together, chatting quietly.

“Itachi’re here, buddy.”

The Hokage Rojie had barely appeared when the other two Rojies turned their heads in unison, locking eyes on him.

“Fewer people tonight.”

The Hokage Rojie scratched the back of his head and looked at the two before him.

Zhuxian Rojie and Zongwu Rojie.

The weakling and the super weakling.

No big shots here—boring as ever.

All he could do was hope for new arrivals.

Though he thought this, the Hokage Rojie still willingly walked toward them, ready to share power and memories.

Upon hearing this, Zhuxian Rojie couldn’t help but retort:

“Few people is normal—I came here over sixty years ago and found not a soul.”

“Maybe a big shot already showed up, but our times just didn’t overlap.”

Zongwu Rojie, listening nearby, nodded deeply in agreement.

The Hokage Rojie had no patience for idle chatter—he stepped forward without hesitation and reached out to touch both Zhuxian Rojie and Zongwu Rojie.

The next instant, a flood of memories surged into his mind.

Vivid scenes flashed before his eyes like a spinning lantern.

First came Zongwu Rojie’s memories.

During this time, his life had been utterly carefree.

By day, he mooched WiFi at the Dali Imperial Palace; by night, he played with action figures (life-sized articulated models) in the Langhuan Blessed Land.

The martial world called him “Master of Time Management.”

The full story must be traced back further.

Earlier, when Hokage Rojie was absent, Zongwu Rojie had visited the Gray Mist Hall once.

At that time, though Demon Rojie was also absent, Zongwu Rojie had used his exchange of experience with Huang Mao Rojie to update his own power to the latest version.

Even after the world’s rules transformed, the power Zongwu Rojie borrowed from his counterparts in other worlds remained limited, placing him at the bottom among all Rojies.

Yet even this much was enough to let him dominate the martial world.

After acquiring Demon Rojie’s power, this vile master of Wuliang Mountain became even more reckless and arrogant.

Though bound by the rules of the Zongwu world, he couldn’t directly slip into the Saint Lord’s skin.

But he made ingenious new uses of talismans, developing entirely new techniques.

He used the Snake Talisman to sneak invisibly into bathhouses, conducting field research on human aesthetics.

He used the Rooster Talisman to embrace a girl mid-air with the Moonlight Heavenly Rush, unlocking new aerial terrain.

And when he discovered he could use the Rat Talisman, he returned to Wuliang Sword Sect.

After overfeeding his senior sister, he went to the Langhuan Blessed Land and used the Rat Talisman to revive the Immortal Sister on the spot, experiencing the charm of Wuyuanzi’s dream lover.

Just as Zongwu Rojie was immersed in his pursuits.

Mu Wanqing arrived in Dali in a frenzy, wielding a forty-meter-long blade.

But she didn’t come to kill him—there was a Tibetan monk causing trouble in Dali.

Though in this Zongwu world, Dali’s strength had surged far beyond its original state in the Tianlong novel, and Nan Di, one of the Five Greats, Master Yideng, resided here in seclusion.

But when a friend needed help, how could Zongwu Rojie stand idly by?

After all, excellent after-sales service was key to maintaining customer relations.

So he lifted off with Mu Wanqing, studying human aerodynamics as they raced toward Dali.

Upon arriving in Dali, Zongwu Rojie slapped Jiumo Zhi straight in the face, sending him spitting blood three zhang and leaving him half-paralyzed.

But Zongwu Rojie didn’t stop there—he flipped his hand and used the Horse Talisman to reset Jiumo Zhi’s physical state.

Repeating this corpse-whipping physical salvation, it took only three rounds before Jiumo Zhi achieved complete enlightenment.

The great monk Jiumo Zhi suddenly realized martial arts were mere illusions; he resolutely returned to Tibet to devote himself to studying Buddhist sutras.

From then on, the martial world lost a violent brute and gained a revered, virtuous monk.

Zongwu Rojie’s actions were truly meritorious.

Afterwards, Zongwu Rojie comfortably mooched free meals at the Dali Imperial Palace for two or three months.

During this time, he often studied the Dali Duan family’s ancestral secret technique, Yi Yang Finger, with the Dali Princess.

Zongwu Rojie elevated the Duan family’s Yi Yang Finger to unprecedented heights.

Don’t misunderstand—he was genuinely practicing finger techniques!

During this period, he accidentally met Zhong Ling, who had come to claim kinship; through a series of coincidences (deliberate misconduct), he experienced the joy of twin sisters.

Until just a few days ago, Zongwu Rojie, as Dali’s Imperial Son-in-Law, finally resolved to stop this lifestyle.

It wasn’t that he thought his life too decadent—he simply felt ashamed to keep mooching off Dali’s hospitality.

To repay the Duan family’s generosity, he decided to help Prince Duan find his long-lost biological daughter.

With this new goal, the Wuliang Mountain Lothario set out once more, continuing to fill his “Hundred Beauties of the Martial World” chart.

As for Zhuxian Rojie:

Compared to Zongwu Rojie’s romantic escapades, his daily life was dull and monotonous.

Every day followed the same routine: eat, sleep, recruit followers.

He lived like the mindless protagonist of a cheap xianxia novel.

At first, Zhuxian Rojie’s cultivation had just broken through the fourth layer of the Yuqing Realm, preparing to descend the mountain to seek spiritual items and forge talismans.

Who could have guessed he’d hacked the Gray Mist Hall?

Even though the hall had few people then, after sharing power, his strength instantly surged to Shangqing Realm.

Later, when Demon Rojie emerged as a new powerful ally,

Zhuxian Rojie’s power skyrocketed even further.

Now, he was so strong that the cultivation tier system of the Zhuxian world had collapsed.

Even the Beast God, freed from his seal, was no more than an ant before him—forced to kneel and serve as a pet mount.

Watching Zongwu Rojie’s “Hundred Beauties of the Martial World” Daka records, Zhuxian Rojie turned sour as a lemon.

Unfortunately, his current timeline still had many years before the main plot of the Zhuxian world began.

At this point, Biyao, Lu Xueqi, and Jin Ping’er were still drinking milk.

Bored out, Zhuxian Rojie turned his gaze toward the Southern Frontier.

He planned to rescue the kind-hearted fox-wife Akatsuki Bai from the evil Fenxiang Valley.

“Redemption of the Widow” was about to begin filming!

Furries rejoice!

(End of Chapter)