"You're transported to another world at the same time? What the hell is King Arthur?"

I know your surname is Zhang.

It turns out your real name is Zhang Tian.

His nickname is Zhang Bairen.

Fan Xian's expression was quite strange after hearing Teng Zijing's answer. After all, as a transmigrated Earthling, he knew all too well the significance of that name.

That's the name of the Jade Emperor.

So he couldn't help but glance at the drunk Zhang Tian a few more times, raising his eyebrows and finding it quite amusing.

If only the other party were truly a deity undergoing tribulations in the mortal realm.

Then you can ask the other person why you traveled here and were reborn.

Fan Xian wanted to thank the old man for allowing him to live like a normal, healthy person, instead of being confined to a sickbed day after day like in his previous life.

Well, the only downside is...

His identity in this life is a bit unfortunate; he's just an illegitimate son of a noble family. If God were kind enough to give him the identity of a prince, that would be awesome!

"What? Is there a problem?"

Teng Zijing was unaware of these things and looked at Fan Xian with some confusion.

Fan Xian laughed heartily, "Names aren't important. After all, they're given by parents, and they're much more reliable than mine."

He was somewhat at a loss for words about his biological parents. With so many names to choose from, why did they give him the character "闲" (xián, meaning idle/idle)?

It doesn't look normal at all.

But then he thought about how his father was called a jerk...

Suddenly, I felt inexplicably at peace.

Moreover, the name Zhang Tian Zhang Bairen sounds auspicious. After all, the Jade Emperor is the master of heaven and earth, whose belly can contain the three realms. Even if the monkey is so naughty, he will still dote on him and probably won't mind. He might even get some good luck from him.

"He's so much better than Xie Bi'an, the one I met before!"

Xie Bi'an, the Black and White Impermanence.

Who is the kind person who gave you this name?

Aren't you afraid of being hooked in your dreams?

Fan Xian found it amusing.

Teng Zijing was startled, for he had heard of the other party's name. After all, the capital was only so big. "Xie Bi'an? Is that Xie Bi'an, the one known as the number one swordsman in the capital, who can shatter time with a single sword strike?"

He had heard that the other party had joined the Second Prince's faction and become his personal bodyguard.

"You haven't offended the Second Prince, have you?"

If Fan Xian did this.

He's about to run away with his own cow on his back.

Fan Xian was utterly unafraid, showing no respect whatsoever for the so-called imperial power or the so-called princes. He scoffed, "So what if I'm a prince? You didn't see how breathtaking my seven-character poem was; it's a timeless masterpiece!"

He excitedly recounted the embarrassing incident he had experienced at the banquet.

The Second Prince was mentioned in his words.

He seemed like just a passerby.

Hearing this made Teng Zijing tremble with fear and break out in a cold sweat. Only after learning that Fan Xian had not offended the Second Prince, but had instead won his admiration, did he sit down and let out a long sigh of relief.

The two men drank and talked.

Zhang Tian continued to pretend to be drunk at the table. After being reincarnated into the world of Joy of Life, he still started as an orphan. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to be a wealthy man in Beijing. He could still survive by selling his house.

Upon learning that he had transmigrated to the world of Joy of Life, he knew that this world possessed martial arts techniques, and naturally, he wanted to learn them.

Ordinary martial arts schools do not have profound lineages.

The army is a terrible place. If you're not talented, you're just a nobody. You'll be at the forefront, but all the credit goes to the leaders. You never know when you might die somewhere.

If someone has good talent, they will be trained and may enter the Tiger Guard or the Imperial Guard, becoming a pawn in Emperor Qing's hands. They will have no personality or freedom and may even be abandoned at any time, becoming a dead soul under the sword to prevent Si Gu Jian from avenging Ye Qingmei.

The Censorate seems like a good place to go.

Everyone seemed to be doing well, caring for each other, and Chen Pingping was there to support them.

But in reality, it's a huge pitfall.

After all, the Surveillance Agency is a special agent organization, a place that specifically trains assassins. If an ordinary person accidentally enters it, they are simply asking for trouble.

So after much deliberation, Zhang Tian decided to approach Teng Zijing and successfully became his disciple.

Firstly, because the other party has good character, is trustworthy, wouldn't cheat him, and is also quite capable.

Second.

The other party has a good relationship with Fan Xian, and Zhang Tian also has his own agenda, wanting to get in touch with Fan Xian through Teng Zijing's connection.

After all, Fan Xian is the protagonist of this world, the son of Ye Qingmei, with several fathers behind him, including three or four Grandmasters. In the future, he will even kill Emperor Qing and control the court and the imperial treasury, making him incredibly powerful.

If you get close to the other person.

That would be tantamount to having performed the merit of following the emperor.

A life of wealth and honor in the future will naturally come easily to him.

really.

As expected, Teng Zijing easily brought Fan Xian over and they became drinking buddies.

This was the original plan.

After all, Zhang Tian started out as an orphan with poor talent. It took him five or six years to reach the fourth rank of cultivation. Even though he knew many secrets among grandmasters, sometimes the more you know, the faster you die.

Clinging to Fan Xian's coattails to secure a lifetime of wealth and status was already his limit.

But now.

He entered the soul space and received help from his counterparts in other worlds. Not only were his comprehension and talent amplified, but he instantly transformed from an ordinary person into a worldly genius.

Moreover, he possesses the martial arts skills that make him a formidable opponent.

King Zhang Tian's talent and equipment enhancement.

Their strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

The so-called lifelong wealth and status is something that can be achieved with ease.

Zhang Tian then raised his goals: he wanted to become a Grandmaster! He wanted to explore the temple! He wanted those advanced technologies!

He was pondering things while he was drunk.

I'm constantly rehearsing how to start the conversation.

Meanwhile, Fan Xian and Teng Zijing had finished drinking and were having a good time. Fan Xian was somewhat gloating. "Looks like Guo Baokun got a beating for nothing tonight. But he definitely won't let it go. He might cause me trouble tomorrow. Sigh, looks like I'll have to stay home and reflect on my actions. Remember to bring me some good wine and roast chicken when you come!"

He and Teng Zijing returned from Danzhou.

But they found the house completely empty.

They assumed it was Guo Baokun who had secretly done this, so they grabbed the other person and beat him up. It turned out that Teng Zijing's apprentice, Zhang Tian, ​​had secretly discovered something was wrong and moved the person away.

Guo Baokun is just a scapegoat.

Therefore, Fan Xian didn't go too far and didn't intend to use any tricks to get away with it. At worst, he would let his father take the blame and punish him. That's the advantage of being a second-generation official.

Teng Zijing looked apologetic, after all, this matter was caused by him. He got up to see him off, but he could hardly stand up anymore.

Zhang Tian pretended to be startled awake and took over the task for his master.

The two staggered out of the house.

I stepped into that dark alley.

We walked in silence, traversing long alleys; the road was incredibly long!

The drunkenness in Fan Xian's eyes had vanished, and a dagger silently appeared in his palm. He looked at Zhang Tian very seriously and said, "You weren't drunk just now; you were eavesdropping the whole time."

He was not only a martial artist.

Moreover, he was a doctor, albeit a terminal one, but his hearing was extremely sensitive.

Zhang Tian didn't argue, but slowly drew his long sword. "The capital is not a place for you. Go back to Danzhou! Otherwise!"

He held his long sword pointed at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian, however, smiled mockingly and brandished the dagger in his hand. "Zhang Bairen? That's not a good name."

"Let me ask you something."

Have you... ever lost?