Chapter 273
Yu Xunge and Tu Lan listened quietly, with Yu Xunge rehearsing in her mind how to retreat after the transaction was completed. Once their sisterly chat came to a pause, she seized the opportunity to say, “By the way, Feng Ran, can you give me the 555 languages of the myriad races?”
With Feng Cang present, Feng Ran didn’t hesitate. She knew better than to trick Yu Xunge. “Are you sure you want it now? This is a massive amount of information.”
“What happens if I receive it?” Yu Xunge asked.
“When I shared this knowledge with my mother, she fell into a deep sleep for several days, and then her skills were inexplicably interrupted,” Feng Ran replied.
That made it even more urgent to get it now! Otherwise, when Feng Ran was revived, what leverage would she have left? What if Feng Cang turned against her when she was in a vulnerable state?
Yu Xunge turned to Feng Cang and said, “My resurrection skill is still on cooldown. You go find someone, and we’ll meet at the inn in Yuehu City in ten days.”
Setting the transaction location in Yuehu City was a strategic move. If anything went wrong, and those big shots returned early from the world battlefield, she could use the World Tomb to summon the Mist Blade and buy herself some time.
Feng Cang had been holding back for a long time, wanting to say, “...I’m strong enough to crush you easily.” You’d better show some respect.
Yu Xunge was still deep in thought, wondering if she had any vulnerabilities. Hearing his words, she nodded smoothly, “I know, I’m terrified. That’s why I’m looking for ways to defend against you.”
Feng Cang: “…”
Yu Xunge wasn’t really that scared. With Feng Ran in her hands, Feng Cang wouldn’t dare act now.
She hesitated, worried that Feng Tang would return in ten days. After thinking it over, she decided it was safer to secure the myriad languages first. Even if Feng Tang came back, it was unlikely she would interrupt the transaction between her and Feng Ran.
The purer the love, the harder it is to bear impurities.
Who would want their daughter to merge with another soul if they could bring her back whole? She didn’t believe Feng Tang truly didn’t care; she even suspected that this claim was just a ploy to lower her guard…
Feng Cang directly separated from Yu Xunge and Feng Ran in Siji City, not wanting to waste a single minute in bringing his sister back.
Yu Xunge returned to Blue Star, but instead of going home, she headed to the deep sea. She found a level 15 dungeon at the bottom of the ocean, cleared out all the alien creatures inside, and set it up as a temporary stronghold.
Now was the peak period for the Light Wings, and everyone was extremely curious about players who possessed them. She was already uneasy about the players coming and going on the rooftop. Once she secured the orange-red wings, her first priority would be to address the safety of her residence.
She instructed Tu Lan to stay safe, adjusted her state, and sat down on the ground. “Give it to me.”
“Okay, but if you lose consciousness or sanity during the transfer, the skill will be interrupted.”
【Chapter 354: Autumn Bear】
The next moment, she felt an overwhelming cacophony in her mind. The side effects of 【Absolute Clarity】 manifested at that moment, forcing her to confront the flood of voices and information. The pain in her head was beyond description; it felt as if her brain was about to burst from the sheer volume of knowledge.
But soon, the expert version of the skill settled upon her, greatly alleviating her suffering.
She seized that fleeting moment of clarity and used her skill points to grant herself several beneficial buffs.
She didn’t lose health; the expert version of the skill eased her pain, likely due to the enhancement of her attributes. Yu Xunge drank 50ml of Daughter’s Red, and under the effect of 【Absolute Clarity】, the negative effects of drunkenness were wiped away.
With the expert skill, Daughter’s Red, and multiple buffs supporting her, Yu Xunge gradually regained her composure.
She even began to sort through the content flooding her mind—【Jiafu Language】, 【Tata Language】, 【Huangjiang Language】, 【Maren Language】, 【Shalin Language】, 【Youmu Language】, 【Qiuxiong Language】, 【Zhu Man Language】…
Each language had its unique rules and usages; the beauty of language is the beauty of civilization. Yu Xunge felt as if she could see the races emerging behind those voices and words.
And this wasn’t just her imagination; she was certain she saw the outlines of the races materializing behind the words.
Autumn Bear? Autumn Bear! It looked just like the little bear cookies!
Were the little bear cookies also a wise race with their own language?
Moreover, among the 555 languages, only the Zhu Man language from Ze Lan was included; the languages of the other eleven races were absent. Surely they couldn’t all be in the 333 languages that Feng Tang had acquired…
After maintaining her clarity while processing these languages, her speed noticeably increased, and the words became clearer.
When she finally pulled herself away from this focused learning state, it was already the 21st of the Blue Star calendar. Tu Lan stood guard in front of her, having used an unknown amount of skill points.
She could feel the expert version of the skill dropping onto her at intervals, boosting her attributes tenfold. This was the key reason she could so steadily absorb such a vast amount of knowledge.
Seeing her “wake up,” Tu Lan looked at her with a mix of worry and joy. “Are you okay now?”
In her clear eyes, Yu Xunge saw her own reflection. She hugged Tu Lan’s little head. “I’m good.”
Only then did Tu Lan’s tense body relax.
Yu Xunge squeezed Tu Lan a bit tighter and whispered, “All the supplies are for you!” She roughly calculated that in five days, Tu Lan had spent over seven hundred skill points. She didn’t say much, just silently noted it in her heart.
Tu Lan’s face lit up with a smile. She gestured with her dragon claws near her mouth, signaling that she understood and to keep it a secret from Feng Ran.
Feng Ran’s tired voice chimed in, “Are you satisfied now?” There was a hint of annoyance in her tone; she hadn’t expected to succeed all at once. What a loss!
Yu Xunge nodded. “Pretty much.”
Just the 555 languages alone made it worth it. Perhaps it was because she had been fully conscious while receiving this knowledge; she could easily recall each language, able to read, write, and speak them as if they were her mother tongue.
In the following days, Yu Xunge didn’t go out to stir up trouble. The Su family in S City and the Han family in B City were wiped out overnight, and players were buzzing about the Light Wings, with all sorts of opinions flying around. She didn’t get involved, leaving the matters to Ding Hai.
She was busy handling 【Spring Never Late】 and the Acorn Fruit. She had considered going back in time to deal with the longer processes of 【Spring Never Late】, but she carried all the potion materials with her, and there was nothing at home. Even if she returned to the past timeline, there wouldn’t be any materials available at that point.
She used 【Cut-Paste】 to move a level 15 dungeon with a suitable environment and climate from the deep sea back to her villa, placing it in the second-floor guest room. Whenever she wanted to conduct experiments, she could go in, clear the dungeon, and level up while using it as a private lab. The only downside was that she had to take everything out after each experiment, or it would be refreshed.
On the morning of December 25th, she transformed into a Wind Scythe and headed to Yuehu City. To be safe, she even sprayed herself with 【I Don’t Have Time to Bathe】.
The architecture in Yuehu City was filled with artistic flair, lavish to the point of being unrestrained in beauty, with whimsical color combinations and bold creativity. Yu Xunge particularly loved wandering through the three main cities of the Moon Fox tribe.
Sitting by the window in her hotel room, Tu Lan, transformed into a little meerkat, nibbled on cookies from a plate. She heard the laughter of little moon foxes running past on the street outside and took out her two little bear cookies to recharge.
Thinking of the Autumn Bear she had seen while receiving knowledge, she asked, “By the way, didn’t you say the little bear cookies were something you imagined? Why did I see a bear that looked exactly like the little bear cookies when I received the language knowledge, called the Autumn Bear?”
Feng Ran replied, puzzled, “What Autumn Bear?”
—“It’s one of the myriad races, the Autumn Bear tribe.”
Feng Cang’s voice came from outside the door. “Open up, it’s your sister.”
The hotel room door had a protective mechanism; if someone tried to force it open, an alarm would sound. This was the Moon Fox main city, and Feng Cang’s identity was sensitive. Unless necessary, she didn’t want to cause any misunderstandings with the Moon Fox tribe. Yu Xunge walked over and opened the door for Feng Cang.
Once Feng Cang entered and locked the door behind her, she placed the wooden box she had been carrying on the ground.
Yu Xunge didn’t skip over the previous topic. She picked up a little bear cookie and asked, “Did you replicate this based on the Autumn Bear tribe?”
Feng Cang glanced at the little bear cookie and replied casually, “No, these are real Autumn Bears that Mother caught. Almost a third of the Autumn Bears in the universe have been turned into little bear cookies by her to commemorate Feng Ran. But in recent years, the little acorns have been increasing, and the little bear cookies are running a bit short.”
Yu Xunge tightened her grip on the little bear cookie, unable to articulate her feelings.
Was she surprised by the coldness and cruelty hidden beneath Feng Tang’s warmth? Was she sympathetic to the Autumn Bears’ unwarranted disaster? Or was she envious of Feng Ran for having such a mother? Perhaps it was all of these…
As Feng Cang dragged the unconscious acorn out of the wooden box, she said to Feng Ran, “Feng Ran, when you wake up, you must see the little bear cookies for yourself. They look just like the ones you drew back then. Mother came back after seeing the Autumn Bears and told me she wanted to turn them into real little bear cookies to protect all the little acorns. She wants to bless you, hoping you can be reborn from the tower soon.”
Feng Ran’s voice was filled with emotion and tears. “Mm~”
Yu Xunge looked down at the little bear cookie in her palm, and she was certain she hadn’t misread it; the little bear in her hand was crying.
“Can we fulfill the transaction now?”
It was Feng Cang’s inquiry.
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