Old Stories (Continued)

It's fair to say that seven people can't make a complete set of parents.

Shenhe's situation is... a bit tragic, but compared to them, it's actually not so bad.

After all, these people weren't anything fancy, they were just miserable, while Shenhe at least had some flair...

"Okay, I understand, senior sister."

"Hello." Bai nodded to Shenhe, whose expression was indifferent.

To be honest, Liu Bai didn't recognize the person at first glance because he was dressed in casual clothes.

... But doesn't that mean even the most important feature is gone?

Shenhe losing its lid is like Jerusalem losing Tifa... cough cough.

Something seems off.

"Don't mind him, Shenhe has always been like this."

"It's alright, isn't this your fifth senior sister?"

Cheng Lingshuang: "(￣￣)"

It was clear that Cheng Lingshuang was subtly unhappy—after all, Cheng Lingshuang was also a fake "three-no" person (no money, no connections, no job).

Moreover, it's a very "cheap" fake product with no manufacturer, no quality certificate, and no production date.

Most other fake three-no's are not good at communication, and the worse ones may be deliberately pretending, but Cheng Lingshuang is not.

This guy is so clueless and doesn't bother with people...

Qin Suyi chuckled awkwardly to herself—coincidentally, she was also using her fifth senior sister as a reference point.

Compared to her fifth senior sister's unruly personality, Shenhe could even be described as well-behaved.

But she couldn't say that, because it would not only anger her senior sister but also incite jealousy.

However, Cheng Lingshuang ultimately said nothing. It would be useless to say anything anyway, and she wasn't someone who was afraid of what others said.

"Oh, right, Yunjin, she's one of the important supporting characters in the story I told you before."

Liu Bai pointed at Cheng Lingshuang.

"A story?" Qin Suyi asked curiously.

"It's the story of your senior sister challenging Yan Shiluo with her sword."

"This is really old news." Cheng Lingshuang glanced at Liu Bai.

Although she was essentially a bonus from her two senior classmates at that time, she did know what had happened.

At that time, she still had black hair. Although her master saw her talent, he probably did not expect that as she grew older, her Honkai energy adaptability would soar, her talent would be further displayed, and her hair would turn white.

Why are you interested in this?

"Because we need to write a new play."

"Oh... okay, I can talk about it." Cheng Lingshuang thought for a moment and nodded.

For her, it was just a noob killing a noob. That's why she could suppress Fu Hua in terms of skill, even without considering practical factors like health bars.

She was also quite interested to see how the story would be performed.

"Uncle-Master, you must have some recollection of this matter, right?"

"Eh? I... Oh, Yan Shiluo, right? I remember him." Shi Bao nodded repeatedly.

This person is associated with three of Fu Hua's disciples, so he is relatively high on the list in the Shi Bao Remembrance bank.

"That's really..." Yunjin glanced at Liu Bai gratefully. Although she was a businesswoman who had learned social skills, she still found it difficult to speak to someone like Cheng Lingshuang who seemed impervious to reason.

Not to mention that from the snippets of conversation among these people, she already knew that not only Shenhe was a disciple of an immortal, but also the girls around him were disciples of immortals, making it even more difficult for her to discuss profit.

"If I were to express my gratitude... could I perform the Shennü Pi Guan again? Consider it payment for what happened before."

Liu Bai looked at Shenhe.

From a reasoning perspective... or rather, from the perspective of plot development, he felt that this group of people were probably there for the Shennü Pi Guan.

"Of course! You can watch it as many times as you want."

Yunjin agreed without hesitation, and even breathed a sigh of relief.

Yunjin's Affection Level: 2528

Shenhe's favorability rating: 2124

"Please follow me, everyone," Yunjin greeted.

They just left, and now they're back.

Liu Bai wanted to complain, but the others seemed indifferent.

After everyone took their seats, Cheng Lingshuang showed a thoughtful expression without needing anyone to urge her.

"Hmm... Since we're going to talk about Senior Sister's sword fight against Yan Shiluo, let's start with Yan Shiluo himself. Legend has it that when Yan Shiluo was young, he spent the night at Wang Mountain, and a deity appeared in his dream and gave him three volumes of extraordinary books..."

Cheng Lingshuang told the story of Yan Shiluo, it wasn't anything special. It was a typical story of a divine being giving him a dream, then him creating his own divine skills, and then he became invincible throughout the world... well, half of Shenzhou.

He challenged the Sword Saint, won the heart of a beauty, and successfully reached the pinnacle of life.

Then comes the "Invincible under heaven, yet an enemy comes from beyond the sky" scenario.

He once declared war on the entire martial arts world and defeated the masters of various sects, and then... then he was defeated by the dimensional reduction attack of immortal cultivation.

It has a strong sense of protagonist, but also a sense of rushed and unsatisfactory ending.

"... Could you elaborate on the details of Senior Lin's sword fight against Yan Shiluo?"

"Hmm... the details." Cheng Lingshuang thought for a moment, "Senior Sister probably drew her sword, defended for a moment, and then struck again, directly breaking the move."

"..."

What kind of abstract description?

"... Could it be that Yan Shiluo is very weak?"

"It depends on how you look at it." Cheng Lingshuang looked around, seemingly looking for a comparison, but finally focused her gaze back on Yunjin. "Maybe she could take on seven or eight of you?"

"...?"

It doesn't sound like it's really that strong?

"If you Vision and can use it, you'll be better than 90% of the martial arts masters. And Yan Shiluo is actually very strong if you only look at the theory. If I remember correctly, his energy level once reached the Emperor-class."

Shi Bao added, resting his chin on his hand.

"Theory, right?" Bai wasn't surprised.

Emperor-class... would have been more than enough even a few decades ago, and we don't even know exactly how many decades that was.

In the original storyline, five hundred years ago, a human being's divine power could produce an energy level comparable to an Emperor-class Honkai Beast, so it's no wonder that Fu Hua once mistook Yan Shiluo for Herrscher.

"Yes, he doesn't know how to use it. In modern terms, his output power is not enough."

Shi Bao replied nonchalantly—but the words "don't know how to use" sounded very strange coming from Shi Bao's mouth.

"There is a fundamental difference in their cultivation levels. The clash between Chao Yu and Yan Shiluo is not actually that complicated."

"Hmm..." Yunjin hesitated.

This is not quite what I imagined.

"But then again..." Shi Bao hesitated for a moment, but then returned to normal, as if he had never muttered anything at all.

However, Liu Bai knew what Shi Bao was trying to say but couldn't—she remembered Fu Hua's judgment of the Jiang sisters at that time.

If no one had stopped it, there would have been two Herrscher in that era—the Jiang sisters.

When they were young, Yan Shiluo took a liking to them and planned to infuse them with Honkai energy as vessels for the descent of "gods".

It was precisely because of this talent that Fu Hua brought these two people back.

In the original story, Jiang Wanru's descent into madness was, in a sense, fate.

Liu Bai had also seen it. The two sisters had a compatibility of about 70% with the Herrscher, which was neither high nor low. They weren't the best candidates, but they were acceptable.

"This is where Mr. Yun's scriptwriting skills will be put to the test," Bai called out to Yunjin, who was deep in thought.

"That's true."

Yunjin snapped out of her daze and smiled apologetically at everyone.

Good scripts don't just fall into your lap.

Even the best stories need careful editing to become excellent scripts.

There's actually a lot more to write about in this story...

No, one could even focus on Chi Yuan Zhenren and his chief disciple Lin Zhaoyu Chaoyu, using the killing of Yan Shiluo as a conclusion to showcase the past state of the martial arts world.

Hmm, that's a good idea.

After reading the story, Yunjin gave it her approval.

Then, Yunjin stood up.

"Now it's my turn to keep my promise. Please give me some time to change my clothes and put on makeup."

Everyone readily agreed and left the room, giving Yunjin time to put on makeup.

"... Liu Bai, how did you know we came to see the Shennü Pi Guan?" Qin Suyi asked with some doubt after leaving the house.

"Truth or lie?"

"Of course it's the truth."

"I have the ability to foresee the future."

"...I see." Qin Suyi nodded in understanding.

"Wait a minute, shouldn't you be saying 'Who in the world could predict the future?' at this point?"

"Then you think to yourself, 'Nobody believes the truth these days,' right? — I'm tired of this kind of tactic."

Qin Suyi stood with her hands on her hips, offering sharp criticism.

"And considering the strange things you've been doing these past few days, I think being able to predict the future is actually quite good."

These words made Shenhe glance at Liu Bai.

It seems quite unexpected that Liu Bai would be evaluated in this way.

Liu Bai glanced back at Shenhe as if sensing something.

What Liu Bai didn't explicitly say was that Shenhe was actually somewhat similar to Acheron.

However, Acheron's emotional outburst is caused by him, and Shenhe only needs to untie the red rope.

... To be honest, the existence of that kind of thing makes you really want to do something about it—like the ponytail of the girl in front of you.

"That's true."

Cheng Lingshuang, unusually, chimed in.

This guy is simply the number one weirdo in the world.

Liu Bai was speechless.

"However, thank you for this matter." Cheng Lingshuang politely nodded and bowed slightly to Liu Bai.

Cheng Lingshuang had a good impression of Liu Bai —or rather, the entire Taixu Sword School had no bad impression of Liu Bai.

Of course, there are many different kinds of good.

"As expected of Brother Liu Bai!"

Compared to Ling Fang, Li Suerchang, who was now starry-eyed, seemed more infatuated with him than with reason.

"Brother Liu Bai, when will you teach me this skill?"

"Sushang, my dear, you don't need to waste your time studying."

Before Liu Bai could speak, Guinaifen had already started patting Li Sushang's head.

"Huh? What are you saying, Little Gui! My studies aren't bad at all!"

"That's why you need to be a little silly."