The game comes true, starting with the wandering spirits and gods.

Taoist priest?!

Zhang Wenhao turned his head and saw a Taoist priest with a cow-nose nose standing prominently in a gray-blue robe at the door.

He had a thin face and hooked eyes, staring blankly at the person in front of the door.

Clearly, he could see her.

The Taoist priest looked him up and down, a smile slowly creeping onto his lips.

"I never expected," he said slowly, stroking his long beard, "that this small world would contain the soul of a fox demon that's a hundred years old."

"Today has truly broadened my horizons."

The fox demon felt a chill run down her spine.

Her back was pressed tightly against the door frame, and she was in an instinctive state of agitation.

Despite the damage to her body, which resulted in the loss of many of her memories.

Even so, seeing a Taoist priest dressed like this still makes one want to breathe on him.

Zhang Wenhao squinted, his true energy slowly gathering in his hand.

They've come with ill intentions.

【The spiritual practitioner, this is your first meeting with the Taoist master】

Like you, he is a traveler who has transcended the cycle of reincarnation. You awakened from chaos, he broke free from the mystery of the womb; though their paths diverged, they both arrive at the same destination: to walk in this broken world.

When travelers meet, they are either friends or enemies. The incense-offering deities and Taoist practitioners have historically maintained a respectful distance, yet occasional clashes between them are inevitable.

Zhang Wenhao's heart skipped a beat.

Just like me?

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

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The traveler?

Could it be that he, like himself, is a player from another world?

A deep sense of unease spread through my heart.

His identity as a player has always been his last trump card.

If even this trump card is to be revealed, it means that one's stability in reality cannot be guaranteed.

If they still possess some supernatural abilities in reality.

It could even harm family members...

This is no different from holding a sharp blade to his most fatal throat.

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed with an unprecedented killing intent.

If he hadn't been unaware of the extent of his opponent's strength, he would almost certainly have attacked and finished them off.

Moreover, even if a kill is achieved in the game, it is merely a projection of consciousness.

It has little impact on reality.

He will remain a terrifying potential threat in reality.

The Taoist priest seemed oblivious to the murderous intent in those hazy gray eyes, and didn't even glance at the fox demon a second time.

He calmly stepped over the threshold and went straight into the house.

Its eyes looked around curiously.

He first glanced at the pile of dusty fishing nets in the corner, then at the chipped teapot on the table, and finally at the leaky roof...

He looks more like a prospective tenant looking at available properties.

"It's a bit rudimentary," he muttered to himself.

Sitting on the bed, Wei Hongyao shrank back in fright at his unbridled gaze, almost disappearing into the crack in the wall.

Seeing this, Zhang Wenhao took a step forward.

Why be so nervous?

The Taoist priest, however, remained unconvinced, a smile always playing on his lips: "We are all born of the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other?"

With these words, Zhang Wenhao could almost draw a conclusion.

The person before me also clearly understood.

Even if they didn't know he was a player, they still knew their own identity as a traveler.

The Taoist priest didn't wait for his reply. He paced around the room for a couple of steps, hands behind his back, speaking casually as if he were chatting about everyday things.

"The head of the Huo family sent me to buy your life."

He paused, turned his head to look at Zhang Wenhao, and smiled slightly: "Moreover, he's very willing to pay a price."

Zhang Wenhao was surprised.

Unexpectedly, a wealthy family from a mere provincial capital could actually hire a wandering monk.

Perhaps his real intention was not what he seemed...

The Taoist priest turned around again, his gaze falling on A-Yun, the body possessed by Zhang Wenhao.

"Is this all your work?"

Without waiting for a reply, he nodded again and continued speaking to himself:

"Having operated in the human world for many years, it has cultivated a number of mature believers. This physical body has a high level of cultivation and is completely devoted to you."

"only......"

He took half a step forward, lowering his voice, "Are you really so willing to be a vessel for human flesh? Trapped within this tiny idol?"

"Why not cooperate with me? I'll do everything I can to help you sculpt a human form, what do you say?"

His voice was greedy and seductive, like a bewitching demon.

Zhang Wenhao remained silent, his brows furrowed.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Based on this, it's highly likely that this person is not a player.

Players can directly enter this game world without having to go through the trouble of possessing a human body.

The fact that this form manifests in the incense-carrying person is more of a characteristic unique to him, the "ancient god of the green lamp."

Now, the "Taoist Master" in front of me is simply revealing the game's features, like unspeakable secrets.

It is clear that he knows some things, but not much, and his knowledge revolves around the game content, rather than transcending this dimension.

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that he was meticulously trying to extract information from her.

Thinking this through, he felt half relieved. But the other half remained uneasy:

Not a player, but a traveler.

Both being beings who have transcended reincarnation, who knows if he has any hidden tricks up his sleeve? I'm currently possessing A-Yun's body, and my stats are high, but what if this Taoist priest is a natural enemy of incense and fire spirits?

Zhang Wenhao silently calculated in his mind, and the ball of true energy in his hand never dissipated.

Like a lurking cat, ready to pounce at any moment.

He pretended to ponder for a moment, then raised his head, his hazy eyes staring at the Taoist priest, a cold smile slowly creeping onto his lips.

"You took their money, and now you're going to help me?" He paused, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "What kind of trust is that? How can I believe you?"

The Taoist priest seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and he threw his head back and burst into laughter.

Laughter echoed in the cramped fishing hut, shaking dust from the roof and causing it to fall in clumps.

After he finished laughing, he wiped his eyes with his sleeve and shook his head, saying, "Don't joke with me anymore. They are mortals, I am a traveler."

He stopped laughing, his gaze falling on Zhang Wenhao's face, his tone casual as if he were stating something self-evident:

"What concerns do I have about my agreement with them?"

These arrogant words caused the fox demon at the door and Wei Hongyao on the bed to stop their fear and instead frown.

Zhang Wenhao was even more certain in his heart:

Such a superior attitude towards others makes this person untrustworthy.

If you can betray your sugar daddy, it won't be difficult for you to betray yourself in the future.

He recalled that the narration had mentioned that some travelers would fall into depravity after stepping into the old land, associating with evil spirits and monsters.

I suppose this "Taoist master" in front of me is such a person.

With this in mind, he became even more cautious in his speech, though his tone remained indifferent: "Then, in your opinion, how should we help each other?"

The time was ripe, so the Taoist priest leaned closer and pulled out a yellowed portrait from his wide sleeve.

The edges of the portrait were worn, indicating that it had been examined countless times.

He unfolded the portrait, facing Zhang Wenhao.

"Finding this person will solve our great worry!"