Chapter 235
Zhao Ying nodded again. "That's right."
"Then there's no problem. Let's go distribute the Xisui Dan..."
The two exchanged a smile, and everything was understood without words.
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Zero Containment Facility.
Chen Huai'an instructed Xia Xin Wang and Caomei Xiong to stand by the wall before he entered the room to meditate.
Although Xia Xin Wang and Caomei Xiong had completed their task with some seriousness, the leader's reprimands and punishments didn't require justification.
Chen Huai'an took out his phone and logged into the electronic girlfriend game.
Now that he had made some money, he could help his three direct disciples regain their talents.
Jian Linggen (Sword Spirit Root) and Jian Gu (Sword Bone) were expensive, but that was only in comparison to his past self.
Now, with 150 billion at his disposal, even if he armed all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion...
Chen Huai'an opened the electronic girlfriend shop, falling into a brief silence.
The text in parentheses was particularly small.
Chen Huai'an couldn't remember if he had seen this line of small print the last time he browsed the electronic girlfriend shop.
He suspected this might be a new feature of the game.
If that were the case, arming over a hundred disciples of the Sword Pavilion wouldn't take long, even with 150 billion.
But as long as he worked hard to earn more, there would be opportunities in the future.
The view in the game wasn't within a small world but outside of it.
At that moment, he saw a woman in pure white kneeling before a stone tablet in the valley where the Sword Pavilion once stood, now drenched in heavy rain.
"Is that the leader of Lingxi Valley, Yun Baiyu?"
Chen Huai'an frowned slightly.
As he focused his gaze, Yun Baiyu's status was revealed.
【Leader of Lingxi Valley: Yun Baiyu】
【Status: A candle in the wind】
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Chapter 252: The Fear of Reality
When he had previously styled Yun Baiyu's hair in the middle part, she had stepped in to block a sword.
At that time, Chen Huai'an had already sensed that she bore internal injuries.
But her condition hadn't been as dire as "a candle in the wind."
Now, it implied that this valley leader could extinguish at any moment.
Chen Huai'an glanced around. He had chosen to log off at the "ruins" of the Sword Pavilion, adhering to the principle that the most dangerous places are often the safest. However, it was also possible that the three great sacred lands had set up surveillance on the Sword Pavilion's "ruins."
"Just logging in for a moment should be fine."
Now that he had money, Chen Huai'an felt a surge of confidence.
He quickly donned the VR headset, instantly transitioning from a dormant state to being online.
His figure appeared beside the stone tablet of the Sword Pavilion.
Yun Baiyu, aware that her time was short, knelt before the stone tablet without much emotional fluctuation. Life was but a thread to her; she was only concerned about Yun Suxin's safety. After a night of rain, she looked utterly worn out.
Suddenly, a sound of a sword ringing echoed in her ears.
Yun Baiyu instinctively turned her head and saw a figure clad in dark robes.
Looking up, she could barely make out the face shrouded in shadow, illuminated only by the light of the sky.
But from those cold, starry eyes, she recognized the person as the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion—Chen Huai'an.
"Senior, I knew you would come back to check on us!" Yun Baiyu exclaimed, tears of joy welling up in her eyes. Just as she was about to tell Chen Huai'an about Yun Suxin, he raised a hand to interrupt her.
"This isn't the place for conversation." Chen Huai'an turned to the bamboo forest behind him. "You Lingxi Valley disciples can come out now. Don't think I can't see you hiding."
As his words fell, rustling sounds emerged from the bamboo grove.
A few female disciples from Lingxi Valley, their faces flushed, stepped out with their heads bowed, standing behind Yun Baiyu, too timid to meet Chen Huai'an's gaze.
"What does the valley leader wish to discuss? Let's talk in my small world."
Chen Huai'an reached out, and a massive green hand enveloped Yun Baiyu and the Lingxi Valley disciples.
With a violent shift in space, everyone in front of the Sword Pavilion stone tablet vanished in an instant.
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"The ancestor of the Sword Pavilion is indeed here."
Not long after Chen Huai'an and the others left, a figure in green emerged from the clouds above the valley.
She wore a veil and had a jade token from the Yaochi Sacred Land hanging at her waist.
"Finding the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion is a great achievement. I must hurry back to report!"
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As soon as he entered the small world, Chen Huai'an's eyes lit up with a new set of notifications.
【During the player's time in the Zhongzhou Secret Realm, they killed 1,372 righteous cultivators, earning 1,372 fragments of righteous cultivators, unlocking the demonic faction shop for you!】
—Li Qingran's Cultivation Journal—
<1> 22:00: While showering, I felt I wasn't curvy enough. I thought about following the plan Senior Sister Yue once told me to enhance my figure, but then I remembered that Senior Sister Yue is still trapped in the Yaochi Sacred Land... So I continued to cultivate until the early hours.
<2> 1:00: Before sleeping, I thought about my master 47 times. I wonder if the Baicao Detox Pill has helped him get rid of the demon poison. The thought that my master might come to see me more often after the poison is lifted made me feel a bit better.
<3> 4:00: I got a bit greedy and ate a plate of fruit while my master was away. I sighed: fasting has its benefits, but it also takes away one of life's great pleasures.
<4> 9:00: Why hasn't my master come today? I got up to practice my sword. Thinking of my master.
<5> 12:00: I'm very curious about my master's small world. I went exploring nearby with Mo Shumei, but it turned out to be a desolate place, which was a bit disappointing. Thinking of my master.
<6> 13:00: I returned to my small room to continue cultivating, solidifying Sword Style One (Great Perfection) and Sword Style Two (Great Perfection), and continued to comprehend Sword Style Three - White Deer on Green Cliff. Sword Style Three has reached minor success. I'm not very satisfied with the power of Sword Style Three that I executed. Thinking of my master.
<7> 16:30: I visited my three direct senior brothers on different peaks, deepening my resentment towards the sacred land and feeling anxious about my own weakness.
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"Emmmm, wait a minute, has Sword Style Three really reached minor success?"
Chen Huai'an stroked his chin, feeling he had uncovered a little secret about Li Qingran.
Li Qingran's Qinglian Sword Canon Sword Styles One and Two had already reached Great Perfection, just a step away from the pinnacle.
However, whenever Li Qingran consulted him about sword techniques, she pretended that Sword Style One had just reached Great Perfection and that she was only beginning with Sword Style Two, while Sword Style Three was a complete mystery to her. The result was that, on the surface, it seemed he was teaching her, but in reality, he, as her master, was benefiting greatly.
So this little girl was deliberately pretending to be clueless while hiding her true abilities?!
Fortunately, every time he taught her, he had the game system translate.
Otherwise, if he casually said something without substance, wouldn't he be exposed?
Chen Huai'an shivered.
He was starting to feel a bit of reality shock.
The current situation was that he was quite satisfied with the female lead, having crafted an image of a tall, handsome, wealthy man, but in reality, everything was off. Certainly, based on his understanding of Li Qingran, she would never abandon him just because he was ordinary, but one thing was inevitable—he, who should be on top, might only be able to stay below in the future.
That was unacceptable!
A man must strive for self-improvement!
Even without the main quest pressing down on him, Chen Huai'an felt an urgent need to cultivate at this moment.
He couldn't indulge in the pink, gentle world Li Qingran had created, nor could he think about living off her in the future.
Cultivation was a must!
If he couldn't refine himself to death, he would refine himself to the brink!
"Senior, what is this place..."
Yun Baiyu and the Lingxi Valley disciples looked around, feeling both familiar and somewhat strange.
"This is the Sword Pavilion," Chen Huai'an said, closing the notifications from the demonic faction shop.
He wasn't in a hurry to see what was for sale; he needed to deal with Yun Baiyu's matters first.
"However, this is the Sword Pavilion within my small world," he added.
"So this is Senior's small world. No wonder..." Yun Baiyu had intended to say it was no wonder the spiritual energy was so thin, but she quickly swallowed her words.
Chen Huai'an glanced at Yun Baiyu, secretly admiring her beauty. Although she was not young, she exuded a mature charm that was entirely different from the grandmotherly vibe of Qingyun Laozu. She had the face of a young girl, yet her current haggard appearance and silver hair only intensified his protective instincts.
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