Chapter 082 Exposing His Identity

  Zhang Jianjie looked at Li Wenjun with an extremely expectant gaze, as if he was just waiting for a word from Li Wenjun, and he would go through thick and thin for him.

  Li Wenjun did not respond as eagerly as Zhang Jianjie had hoped. Instead, he said calmly, "Mr. Zhang, don't you think you're being a bit too enthusiastic? We've just met for the first time, and you've already given me a heavy gift. You said it was to help your son-in-law secure his position as county magistrate, and I believed you. Now, you want to act as a mediator and have me join forces with another immortal master to resist the Broken Army Marquis. What virtue or ability do I, Li Wenjun, possess that would make you look at me so differently?"

  Zhang Jianjie anxiously said: "Immortal Master's words are heavy, I am really just a sincere heart, absolutely no second thoughts."

  Li Wenjun drove the person away, saying: "I don't care if you have ulterior motives or not. I appreciate your kindness. When I really can't handle the broken army marquis, I'll go ask for your help then. You can leave now, I won't see you off."

  Zhang Jianjie had no choice but to leave Li Wenjun's house, and as he walked away, he still muttered a few words, "Xian Shifu, you really misunderstood me. I just wanted to make a good connection with you, so that in the future, if I need something from you again, I won't feel embarrassed to ask."

  Li Wenjun saw Zhang Jianjie off, from start to finish without any change in expression. Whether Zhang Jianjie was trustworthy or not, Li Wenjun didn't consider it, even if Zhang Jianjie was genuinely good for him, Li Wenjun wouldn't accept it.

  The battle with Jiang Shan made Li Wenjun realize his shortcomings, and his strength was still weak. At this critical juncture, going to meet other cultivators was not a wise choice.

  If Zhang Jianjie hadn't sent him so many herbs this time, he might have considered going to see Yue Ci Dao Ren. Now that he has the herbs, the top priority is still to digest them and convert them into real cultivation realms, which is the best strategy.

  With the herbs, Li Wenjun didn't bother to make any more mechanisms. He let the tree trunks and branches scatter in the courtyard, went inside, and began to carefully examine the herbs sent by Zhang Jianjie.

  Li Wenjun has been in and out of Wufeng Mountain several times. His professional knowledge may not be comparable to that of Sun Baicao, but his understanding of the main medicines and auxiliary medicines needed for the preparation of Wangyueyancao and other Qi-gathering powders is by no means inferior to that of Sun Baicao.

  With the experience accumulated over this period of time, he was certain that all the medicinal herbs sent by Zhang Jianjie were genuine, without any adulteration or poisoning. These medicinal herbs were extremely clean, with a high level of processing skills and quality, almost completely preserving the medicinal properties of each plant, making them comparable to fresh medicinal herbs when used to brew medicine.

  Li Wenjun estimated that with these herbs, using two doses of medicinal soup per day, it would be enough for him to use for about two months.

  Li Wenjun was overjoyed, he immediately decided to leave the county town of Sanshan County and return to the cave in Wufeng Mountain, continue to cultivate in secret, and when these herbs were consumed, he would come out of the mountain.

  Before entering the mountain, a big purchase was inevitable. Li Wenjun left all the unnecessary things such as medicinal tools at home, and handed over gold and silver to the money house in the county town for safekeeping. After emptying his luggage, Li Wenjun began to stuff the necessary items inside, including herbs, candles, dried meat, etc. It didn't take long before the luggage was packed to the brim.

  Li Wenjun looked at the pile of things that couldn't fit into his storage bag and shook his head. The capacity of the storage bag was too small, it could no longer meet his needs, if possible, he still had to find a way to get a large-capacity storage bag.

  After a lot of fuss inside and out, it was almost dark. Li Wenjun got up and walked towards the Sun family next door.

  The Sun's house was more lively than ever before, with people packed inside and out, acquaintances and strangers alike, all gathering around Sun Bao Cai and his son to chat and ask about their well-being.

  The Sun father and son duo made a big splash this time, replacing the immortal master, boasting about their heroic exploits on the streets. What an honor it was! The people surrounding them were not lacking in those who wanted to coax out the true identity of the immortal master from their mouths, but whether it was Sun Baicao or the young Sun Jianing, they all kept their lips tightly sealed, not uttering a single word outside. They didn't know Li Wenjun's thoughts and didn't dare take the initiative to spread his cultivator identity on his behalf.

  Li Wenjun squeezed into the main room. As soon as Li Wenjun came in, Sun Baicao hurriedly stood up and said: "Wenjun, how did you come?"

  Li Wenjun nodded towards him and said: "Uncle Sun, are you available? I have something to talk to you about."

  "Who are you? Can't you see that Old Man Sun is busy?" someone who was trying to curry favor with Sun Baicao scolded.

  "Liu Lao San, don't talk nonsense. This is Wen Jun, my nephew." Sun Bai Cao said this with some trepidation, glancing at Li Wen Jun and seeing that he wasn't angry, immediately felt a sense of relief. "Everyone, please wait for a moment, I'll go out and have a word with Wen Jun."

  Li Wenjun and Sun Baicao went outside, the yard also had a lot of people, couldn't find a place to talk, so they went to the big street outside again, found a quiet corner, only then did they have an undisturbed space.

  "Wen Jun, is there anything you'd like to instruct? Please go ahead and say it." Sun Baisuo said cautiously.

  Li Wenjun smiled and said, "Uncle Sun, no matter what my identity is, whether I'm a cultivator or an ordinary person, the friendship between us won't change. You're still my Uncle Sun, and I'm still Jianing's Wenjun brother."

  Sun Baicao smiled and said, "I understand, thank you, Wen Jun. You have always looked down on us. I knew from the beginning that you were not ordinary, and that one day you would achieve great things. But I didn't expect it to happen so soon, and your achievements are even greater than I expected."

  Li Wenjun found that Sun Baicao was still a bit restrained and couldn't let go, so he secretly sighed, knowing that it was impossible to restore the original harmony.

  He didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore, and directly said: "Uncle Sun, I have something to discuss with you. Do you know why Qin Yue wanted me to kneel? Why was it Qin Yue, the county lieutenant, who gave you and Jia Ning a red envelope, instead of County Magistrate Wu Qi?"

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

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

  "Ah!" Sun Baicao took a deep breath, his face suddenly turned pale. "Wen Jun, you killed Wu Qi? How dare you still stay in Sanshan County? Don't you hurry up and run away? Come on, I know Zhao Dongsheng in the east of the city has a precious horse, let's go buy it now, you quickly ride on it and escape!"