Draw My Blade to Help, and Become a Demon on the Spot

Was something wrong with drawing your blade to help others in the Tianwu Continent?

In the deceitful world of martial arts, sticking your neck out can get you killed!

Didn’t you know that Zhang San next door can stab his savior in the back without breaking the law?

Surely you’ve heard the story of the farmer and the snake?

Don’t tell me that drawing your blade to help others earns you Fortune Points!

What good are Fortune Points if you’re dead?

What?

If someone repays your kindness with betrayal, you get ten times the Fortune Points as compensation!

Well, if you put it that way, I’m not (really) sleepy (anymore)!

A hundred years later, the great sect leaders of the Tianwu Continent are terrified!

They say that Li Tianmo is a hypocrite with countless disguises, who loves sneaking into sects to do good deeds.

Yet most sects he helps end up in ruins, their streets running with blood, and their leaders barely escape with their lives!

Li Ran: I’d be honored to join your sect and help you build a brighter future!

Sect leaders everywhere: Don’t come any closer!

Li Ran sighs: I mean no harm. I just want to quietly and honestly fleece you all for a few benefits.

After all, everyone wants to fleece someone. Either I fleece you to death, or you fleece me to death...