93: Cause and effect cycle, the law of nature is clear

Speaking of which, Bao Jing felt a little embarrassed.

“However, Benefactor Jiang, if you accompany Little Monk, won’t it be a bit too much trouble? After all, you’ve already helped Little Monk handle many things these past two days. To trouble you again, Little Monk truly feels bad.”

“I’m not helping for free either.” Jiang Lan cracked a smile, “To be honest, I’m quite interested in those split souls too. How about this, the two of us go together, you take one, I take one.”

“This…” Bao Jing hesitated, “That’s not a problem, it’s just that those split souls are beneficial to Little Monk, but they don’t seem to be of any use to Benefactor Jiang… However, if Benefactor Jiang wishes, Little Monk has no reason to refuse. Anyway, there are hundreds of those split souls in total, and Little Monk alone probably wouldn’t be able to absorb them all even if he lived to his death.”

“Then it’s settled.”

Originally, Jiang Lan wanted to explain, but since Bao Jing didn’t ask, he didn’t need to bother lying anymore.

Bao Jing immediately asked:

“Then, Benefactor Jiang, when shall we two depart?”

Jiang Lan thought for a moment.

“Tomorrow.”

He still wanted to go to the Miao Fa Pavilion today.

Although he had gained some understanding of the Nine Provinces Continent from Yao Banxian, it was only a superficial understanding.

Chihong Province, with its more than two hundred nations, certainly wouldn’t have only the Miao Fa Pavilion as a large organization.

Since there are large organizations, Cultivation Techniques would definitely not be lacking.

And the Cultivation Techniques within those organizations certainly couldn’t compare to the few books available in the Great Yan Nation.

Although he had the System, which could fuse two different Cultivation Techniques together.

But not only would it consume a lot of Lifespan, Jiang Lan was also currently unaware of the effect after Fusion.

If the effect was not satisfactory, he would still have to search for other Cultivation Techniques.

Therefore, he planned to do some preparation in advance.

This way, no matter what the situation was, he would be prepared.

Bao Jing nodded, showing no objection.

“Then, Benefactor Jiang, shall we head back now?”

Jiang Lan looked around, seeing the mess on the floor.

Blood and filth covered the area, dyeing the entire counter and a small portion of the shelves crimson.

“Let’s go back to the Division first and call a couple of people over. At least clean up this place.”

This clothing store was not like the wilderness. Although there were few customers, occasionally people would come in to look around.

And now the shopkeeper was also missing. If no one was in the store and a customer came in later and got scared, it might even cause trouble.

“Okay.” Bao Jing said, “Little Monk will go now.”

With that, he turned and walked out of the clothing store, heading towards the Demon Suppression Division.

Jiang Lan, on the other hand, stayed in the clothing store, waiting.

He first gathered the bodies of one person and two dogs behind the counter, then tore off a cloth to slightly clean up the bloodstains and filth on the ground. Only then did he find a small stool to sit on and looked towards the entrance of the clothing store.

On the road, occasionally there were passersby in twos and threes, but no one walked into the store.

Clearly, even in the capital of a nation, ready-made clothes were genuinely luxury goods. Ordinary people would only buy cloth and sew their own clothes; no one bought ready-made clothes to wear every day.

Therefore, it was normal for this clothing store to have few visitors.

He stared idly at the passersby for a while. After about a quarter of an hour, Bao Jing finally returned with people.

Jiang Lan raised an eyebrow.

Among the four or five people following Bao Jing, two were quite familiar to him.

They were none other than Zhang Wen and Zhao Wu.

He hadn't seen Zhang Wen and Zhao Wu much these past two days, perhaps their schedules had simply not aligned.

Upon seeing Jiang Lan, the two men’s faces lit up with joy.

“Boss, Great Master Bao Jing said you were here, and you really are!” Zhang Wen said, surprised.

Jiang Lan twitched the corner of his mouth.

“What are you so happy about?”

“Hehe, nothing, just happy to see Boss.” Zhang Wen smiled, half of his gums showing.

Jiang Lan looked up again, at the other people Bao Jing had brought.

He saw that when they looked at Zhang Wen and Zhao Wu, their faces were all filled with envy.

Jiang Lan was not stupid and immediately understood.

Originally, Zhang Wen and Zhao Wu were Civilian Servant.

Since they were Civilian Servant, most of the people around them, besides Jiang Lan, were other Civilian Servant.

But now, Jiang Lan had been promoted from a Demon Suppression Guard to a Demon Suppression Envoy.

“A seventh-rank official at the prime minister’s gate.” As Civilian Servant under Jiang Lan, a Demon Suppression Envoy, Zhang Wen and Zhao Wu’s status was naturally no longer the same.

It was likely that many people had already tried to curry favor with the two of them in the past few days.

However, although Jiang Lan had guessed it, he didn’t pay much attention.

As long as it wasn't excessive, he was too lazy to pursue anything.

This world is not simply black and white. If one couldn't tolerate even a speck of dust in their eyes, how exhausting would life be?

“Clean this place up and take the bodies away. Zhang Wen, Zhao Wu, you two stay and watch the shop after you’ve cleaned up.”

The two nodded in unison.

Then Zhang Wen asked, “Boss, until when?”

“If no one returns by dark, then close up and lock the door.”

“Got it!” Zhang Wen chuckled in agreement.

Zhao Wu, standing nearby, also nodded.

After giving a few more simple instructions, Jiang Lan and Bao Jing left the clothing store.

“I need to go to the Miao Fa Pavilion. Together?”

“amitabha.” Bao Jing put his palms together, “Benefactor Jiang, Little Monk will not accompany you to the Miao Fa Pavilion.”

Jiang Lan didn’t insist, only saying:

“Then you can do your own thing. Just come back to my place tonight, and we’ll depart first thing tomorrow morning.”

With that, Jiang Lan walked towards the Demon Suppression Division by himself.

By the time he arrived at the Demon Suppression Division, it was only about 7:45 AM.

His round trip had only taken half an hour in total.

This included the time spent traveling back and forth, plus waiting for Bao Jing to call people.

After entering the Demon Suppression Division, Jiang Lan walked without stopping, heading directly to the Miao Fa Pavilion.

Third floor of the small building, inside the tearoom.

“What, the person’s killed?”

“Killed.” Jiang Lan nodded and said, “Thank you, Pavilion Master.”

“Eh… don’t mention thanks. Banxian I already said, the Karma of this matter is about silver. Even if you thank, you should thank the silver, why thank Banxian me?”

Jiang Lan did not answer immediately.

Karma, Karma. Ever since he saw Yao Banxian at the Miao Fa Pavilion, he often had the two words Karma on his lips.

After a while, he spoke with some curiosity, asking:

“Pavilion Master, you seem to often mention the word Karma. Could it be that this Karma has some profound mystery?”

People not feeling sleepy when they sleep, and not feeling hungry when they eat—Jiang Lan could understand this kind of causal relationship.

But he knew without thinking that the Karma in Yao Banxian’s mouth was certainly not the kind he imagined.

In Jiang Lan’s view, it should be a very abstract concept.

“Hehe…” Yao Banxian chuckled, “The profundity of this Karma is something even Banxian can only glimpse a little. To say who can fully comprehend its mysteries, that would probably only be achievable by a Celestial.”