Chapter 2
But now, he could extend a helping hand to this girl.
Though, it was merely a program, a game designed to drain his wallet.
"Just six bucks, charge it!"
Chen Huai'an had never played games himself, only watched others do so.
This was definitely his first time making an in-game purchase.
【Recharge successful!】
He watched as the notification burst into golden light, rushing towards the dilapidated hut where Li Qingran was.
The golden light landed on the straw mat, transforming it into a wooden bed covered with blankets. It hit the walls, turning the crumbling earthen wall into a brick stone wall, complete with a window that kept the wind and rain at bay. As the golden light swirled around the room, the floor, table, chairs, and stove—all sorts of antique furniture—materialized.
"Now that's more like it!" Chen Huai'an felt a wave of comfort wash over him as he glanced at Li Qingran, eager to see her reaction.
But it was just a mobile game; it shouldn’t be that detailed. She’d probably just show a bit of happiness at most.
However, he soon saw Li Qingran’s expression shift from shock to fear, then to alertness. It seemed she couldn’t believe what was happening. Cowering in the corner, she didn’t dare to move, and after a long while, she cautiously turned around like a kitten exploring a new environment.
She sat back on the bed, touched the soft mattress, and her eyes were filled with confusion.
"What the heck, this feedback, this interaction system..." Chen Huai'an was dumbfounded by the series of reactions from the game character. The bed sank slightly where Li Qingran sat, and the spot she touched even left behind creases.
Could a mere mobile game really achieve this level of realism?
If that was the case, he thought it was worth spending a bit more money, just as a way to support the game developers.
But just as that thought crossed his mind...
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"Uh..." Chen Huai'an looked at Li Qingran’s tattered clothes, his heart softened. "Charge it!"
Whoosh! A set of elegant, antique-style blue robes appeared at the head of the bed.
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68 yuan for a meal? Chen Huai'an usually spent no more than 15 on takeout!
But so what? Charge it!
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Chen Huai'an: "Charge it!"
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Chen Huai'an: "Charge, charge, charge!"
【Your electronic girlfriend is frightened. Please wait before making any more actions~~】
No more recharge prompts appeared in the game.
Chen Huai'an looked over and found that Li Qingran had actually hidden under the bed, trembling all over.
The new clothes on the bed remained untouched, and the table was still laden with chicken, duck, and fish.
A countdown for the health report appeared in the upper right corner, taking half an hour to complete.
Three talismans had appeared on the door, windows, and ceiling of the room, barely visible unless magnified.
What reassured him slightly was that Li Qingran's lifespan had been extended to six hours.
"Not bad, for now, it’s manageable."
The game time synced with real time, so he didn’t need to be so anxious.
"By the way, didn’t Li Qingran have some fire poison before? What was that about?"
It seemed he could check her status by clicking on her, but unfortunately, she was currently hiding under the bed, and all he could see was a delicate white foot. Clicking on it yielded no response, and it withdrew as if shocked.
"Guess I’ll have to wait for the report to get a clearer picture."
Chen Huai'an rubbed his stomach and glanced at the food on the game table. The oil from the roast duck was dripping down; it looked so real that he could almost smell it.
It was already afternoon, and he hadn’t eaten lunch yet.
"Let’s just whip up something. The game character is eating better than I am."
He sighed, but then thought that spending 68 yuan for such a feast didn’t seem too bad.
Feeling relieved, he placed his phone on the table to charge, planning to have lunch before checking on his electronic girlfriend.
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Li Qingran, female, 19 years old, disciple of the Qinyun Sect, fifth disciple of Chixiao Peak.
Her life had been relatively peaceful, following a routine of cultivation and completing sect missions. She had four senior brothers, each with their own strengths, protecting her—until one day, the eldest brother, Lu Changtian, returned from outside with the sixth junior sister and, at the cost of his own life, allowed the talentless sixth junior sister to join Chixiao Peak. Everything changed.
The eldest brother, who used to come to her cave every day to call her for morning lessons, stopped coming.
The second brother, Xiao Yifeng, who excelled in alchemy, no longer invited her to test potions.
The third brother, Yun Zimo, who always wore a cold expression, was now teaching the little junior sister love songs?
The fourth brother, Zhang Hanxiao, who was keen on missions, stopped going on them and instead stayed at Chixiao Peak to watch over the little junior sister.
Everyone surrounded the little junior sister, Mu Baishuang, even their usually indifferent master treated her with kindness, all because of the little junior sister’s tragic background—her family was destroyed, and she was frail and sickly, giving the impression that if not carefully protected, she would shatter at any moment.
Li Qingran actually had no objections to these changes.
It was only natural for the sweet-tongued little junior sister to be favored.
As a senior sister, she should take care of the little junior sister more.
Thus, under the careful guidance and resource support of her four senior brothers, Mu Baishuang’s cultivation gradually caught up to hers.
During the sect competition half a month ago, adhering to the principle of respecting her opponent, she fought normally against her junior sister.
Although Mu Baishuang’s cultivation had improved, her foundation was unstable due to the potions, and her combat experience was lacking.
She had intended to exchange a few blows to show her intent, then apply pressure to make Mu Baishuang surrender.
This way, Mu Baishuang would save face, and it wouldn’t affect the rankings or fairness.
But Mu Baishuang attacked fiercely, aiming for vital points without relent. Reluctantly, she could only defend with all her might.
However, the once aggressive Mu Baishuang suddenly switched from offense to defense at a certain moment, charging straight at her sword. By then, she couldn’t retract her sword, making it seem as if she intended to stab Mu Baishuang’s vital points...
That strike only grazed Mu Baishuang’s shoulder.
Yet it cost her half her life.
She was expelled from Chixiao Peak and demoted to an outer disciple.
Thought it was over? No, her four senior brothers had no intention of letting her off.
They wanted revenge for Mu Baishuang.
The eldest brother, Lu Changtian, crippled her cultivation and begged their master to remove her spiritual root.
The second brother fed her a waste pill, claiming it was to let her experience the little junior sister’s pain.
The third brother bribed the outer elders to kick her out of the Qinyun Sect, while the fourth brother said he would take her down the mountain but instead abandoned her in a dilapidated hut surrounded by demonic beasts, leaving her to fend for herself... They seemed possessed, turning a misunderstanding, a small matter, into a vendetta against her!
For the past half month, she had done her best to protect herself, having recently fought off a demonic wolf, sustaining serious injuries. Now, with her cultivation crippled, the fire poison in her body, which was once non-lethal, had become a death sentence. She was already running on fumes.
Just then, a torrential rain began to fall in the mountains.
As she huddled in the corner, waiting for death, a mountain sparrow darted through the rain curtain at the door.
Suddenly, a voice rang in her ear: 【Home!】
In the blink of an eye, the dilapidated hut she was in transformed into a stone house!
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Chapter 3: This Game Actually Has Independent Voice Acting?
Li Qingran had never seen anything like this.
For cultivators, building a house is simple, but instantly transforming a dilapidated hut into a stone house is no small feat.
Not to mention conjuring clothes and food out of thin air.
Creating something from nothing is a whole different concept.
At first, she thought a powerful cultivator was playing tricks on her, invisibly pulling items from a storage ring, but she felt no spatial fluctuations; everything appeared out of thin air.
To achieve such a feat, and to make the food’s color, aroma, and taste all perfect, this had to be a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, right?
Or... perhaps even an Integration stage cultivator?
Li Qingran wasn’t sure.
In any case, her master, an ancient Nascent Soul cultivator, Qingxuan Daoist, couldn’t do this.
He could only transform ingredients into finished dishes but couldn’t make food appear out of nowhere. Of course, it’s also possible that Qingxuan Daoist had never studied such techniques, considering that one could already fast at the Foundation Establishment stage.
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