Chapter 48
**Chapter 49: The Game Helmet?**
Lu Changtian was taken aback.
When did it start that his junior sister, Li Qingran, would ask him to practice swordsmanship, and he would grow increasingly impatient? It was he who had encouraged her to spar with him regularly; why had everything changed?
He no longer patiently fed her techniques, nor did he wait every day for Li Qingran to arrive at the training ground.
Once, even when Li Qingran was clumsy, he would smile and encourage her, carefully reviewing their sessions. But later, no matter how hard she tried, all he could see were flaws—foolishness, a lack of talent in the sword path.
Ah...
So that was it.
It wasn’t Li Qingran who had changed.
It was him.
In her foundational stage, Li Qingran could have harmed Mu Baishuang and the others without anyone being able to stop her.
From the beginning to the end, they were merely venting.
It was because they hadn’t received more that they were expressing their dissatisfaction.
Li Qingran had always regarded them as senior brothers, as family.
Yet they had lost themselves in her repeated calls of “senior brother.”
Everything had become taken for granted...
Lu Changtian understood.
“Do as you wish, whether to kill or to maim; this is what I owe you.” He couldn’t face Li Qingran anymore, merely lowering his head with a sigh.
“You... should cripple your own dantian.”
Li Qingran sheathed her sword and turned away, leaving behind a slender, straight silhouette.
Lu Changtian bit his lip, his fists clenched tightly, then slowly relaxed. “If... if I cripple my dantian, can you forgive me? Qingran, can you... can you return to Chixiao Peak?”
That swaying figure didn’t look back.
The biting cold wind pierced through him,
Carrying two resolute words.
“Cannot.”
...
“Awesome!” In front of his phone, Chen Huai'an, who had been a bit nervous, suddenly slapped his thigh. “This is the feeling I wanted—slapping back hard, giving it all back! Hehehe! My Qingran is truly the best; the money was well spent!”
He was genuinely worried that the game developers would pull some nonsense, like creating a soft-hearted plot where Li Qingran, unable to bear it, would be coaxed back to Chixiao Peak, leading to a scene where all the senior brothers repent and chase after the junior sister in a tragic ending.
If that happened, he would probably end up as a mere tool supporting Chixiao Peak and Qingyun Sect under the influence of the plot... Just thinking about it made him sick! What was the difference from NTR?
Fortunately, the game developers seemed to have their heads screwed on right.
[Thank you for your support of this game; your exclusive game helmet has been delivered!]
A window popped up.
At the same time, there was a ‘thud’ at the door.
Chen Huai'an sprang up and ‘flew’ to the door, opening it and looking around. He skillfully bent down, chuckling as he picked up the box and returned to the sofa.
Inside the box was a black game helmet shaped like a motorcycle helmet, but with a more high-tech feel. It had the logo of the game "Electronic Girlfriend" on it, alongside a chibi version of Li Qingran.
Chen Huai'an slowly typed out a question mark.
The black cat beside him also slowly typed out a question mark.
Chen Huai'an: “This thing, when worn on the head, won’t explode, right? Seems a bit suspicious; this game doesn’t look like one that needs a helmet...”
Black Cat: [If I’m not mistaken... this thing is a broken celestial artifact, right? What’s up with this big shot? Who is he to the Ancestral Dragon?]
Chen Huai'an glanced at the black cat, puzzled. “Why are you trembling?”
The black cat let out a soft “meow,” lowering its head to awkwardly lick its paw.
It was just a little kitty; it would always be just a little kitty.
What did it understand?
It knew nothing!
In the end, Chen Huai'an still put the helmet on his head. He might not trust the game developers, but he believed in the thirty thousand he had invested.
[Connecting to "Electronic Girlfriend"...]
The pitch-black screen flickered.
Chen Huai'an was dumbfounded; he saw Li Qingran walking step by step towards him, looking around. Wasn’t this the Qingyun Sect plaza?
“Holy cow! This VR technology is so advanced?”
Chen Huai'an had previously tried out the latest VR helmets at an experience center, and while the graphics were realistic, there was still a noticeable disconnect.
But "Electronic Girlfriend" was different.
He truly felt immersed!
Were there any disjointed aspects? Well, not entirely.
Although the visuals and ambient sounds were incredibly lifelike, as if Li Qingran was really standing in front of him, he could even see the tiny blood vessels beneath her skin and hear the sound of sand rolling.
Yet, it still felt like there was a membrane separating him from that world.
Even so, Chen Huai'an was satisfied.
Thirty thousand, not a loss!
Not at all a loss!
In the future, he could buy a thermos for use on a plane, and it would be a breeze.
...
“Today, I, Lu Changtian, will cripple my own dantian, first to atone for my sins, and second to gain the forgiveness of my junior sister Qingran. Even in death, I have no regrets; I ask my master to grant me this!” Lu Changtian stood up, ready to cripple his dantian, but a thunderous shout rang out above him, and suddenly, he couldn’t move.
“Wretched disciple! I have painstakingly cultivated you to this point, and you want to waste your dantian and cultivation for one person? Coward! Go to the Reflection Cliff and reflect on your actions!”
As his prized disciple was about to cripple himself, Daoist Qingxuan could no longer sit idly by.
Lu Changtian was his favorite disciple, followed by Xiao Yifeng, and then Mu Baishuang—not because Mu Baishuang had any extraordinary talent, but mainly because she was likable.
As his first disciple, how much effort had he invested in Lu Changtian? How could he bear to watch him cripple himself?
Chen Huai'an saw this and thought, this won’t do!
The game developers had finally succumbed to their own nonsense.
[Your character projection has been activated; you can move freely. You have 21 hours remaining in the Perfected God state.]
[You can speak freely! Please note that all your words and decisions will affect the plot direction. Your actions represent your image; think carefully before you speak!]
Chen Huai'an took a look.
He quickly swallowed the words he was about to say.
His expression turned serious as he coldly snorted:
“I have said, today’s matter, no one can interfere!”
“Daoist Qingxuan, don’t say I didn’t warn you!”
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**Chapter 50: The Moon Rises Over Tianshan**
When the time comes to use it, one regrets having too little knowledge.
Chen Huai'an felt his vocabulary was indeed limited, and he could only try to hold back.
As soon as he spoke, the atmosphere in the Qingyun Sect plaza instantly grew heavy.
Daoist Qingxuan remained silent, merely drawing his Qingxuan Sword.
The aura of a late-stage Perfected God surged like a tidal wave, the spiritual energy around him roiling. His hat fell to the ground, and his robes and hair danced wildly in the invisible energy.
“Elder Qingxuan, let’s talk this out!” Wu Duantian was the last person who wanted to see two cultivators fight. This was Qingyun Sect; if a fight broke out, he would be the one to suffer. Besides, he was still waiting for that mysterious cultivator to help Zhao Lingtian recover his dantian; if they ended up as enemies, what could he plan?
“Lu Changtian is my prized disciple; how can I sit idly by while his dantian is wasted?” Daoist Qingxuan’s voice was sharp as he spoke to Wu Duantian. “He is definitely not at the Integration stage. Observing his relationship with Li Qingran, even if there is no master-disciple bond, there is still a sense of duty. It is the master’s responsibility to protect the disciple. If he were truly a great cultivator at the Integration stage, would he need to go through such convoluted means?”
Daoist Qingxuan’s tone was resolute; he was determined to protect Lu Changtian.
Wu Duantian sighed.
How could he not understand Daoist Qingxuan’s words? Everyone could see clearly.
The other party clearly considered the strength of Qingyun Sect and wouldn’t act recklessly.
But he didn’t care about that; the other party’s strength was irrelevant.
What he cared about was whether the other party could help Zhao Lingtian recover his dantian.
“Can’t we just sit down and talk this out?”
“There’s nothing to discuss.” Daoist Qingxuan remained cold, directly releasing his voice.
“Fine, fine, then let’s fight!” Wu Duantian, unable to persuade him, simply gave up: “If the mountain gate is shattered, if the ancestors are forced out, then the righteous and demonic paths of the Cangyun Realm will laugh at us!”
“Very well, let’s see if you all have the right to interfere in today’s matter!”
The void behind Li Qingran twisted, and a cold snort filled with anger echoed from within.
An even more terrifying pressure than that of Daoist Qingxuan descended upon everyone’s hearts.
A figure gradually materialized in the void.
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