Fairy's State of Mind

Stepping out of the cave, the ten-day period officially began.

Lu Xing had to personally experience the mindset of a fairy living alone on a snowy mountain within these ten days.

With nowhere else to go, he first placed the ancient zither and painting scroll in the garden thatched cottage, then took his sword and entered the vast expanse of wind and snow, attempting to use the magic power contained within the fairy's body.

Without seeking a deep understanding, Lu Xing learned quickly. A casual sword strike could carve a sword mark on the snow, and he could also use magic power to fly through the air, moving freely and gracefully.

But that was the extent of it.

With no one to teach him, he could only use magic power crudely, without the subtle and refined effects of spells. He was completely incapable of the techniques seen in the world of immortal heroes, such as traveling a thousand miles in a singleEscape, flying swords piercing the sky, or causing mountains to collapse and the earth to split.

After practicing for half a day, it was less effective than the casual shout he made on the mountaintop that day.

At that time, did he perhaps activate the power of the treasure mirror?

It wasn't that Lu Xing hadn't asked the senior beauties in the mirror, but the answers he received were:

"You don't need to learn these. If you encounter danger, Auntie will help you!" The Neon Fairy's face was full of doting affection. Lu Xing was certain that her maternal love had erupted!

"Utterly boring."

The Empress still lazily sat on the dragon throne on the mountaintop, expressing her opinion.

"It's just as safe outside as it is in the mountains. Just go out and play quickly!!" The Blue Skirt Girl still urged him.

Lu Xing ignored them and asked a few others with better tempers.

The Purple-Clad Woman smiled and said, "I haven't been outside. Logically speaking, if you encounter an enemy, just shine the mirror on them."

The girl holding the zither thought for a moment and said, "When I encountered villains in my life, I would play the zither. Every time I played, they would collapse to the ground. Later, I joined a large sect and didn't encounter any danger."

"Is this zither yours?"

"No, I picked up this zither later."

Lu Xing asked a few more people, and they all said there was no danger outside. As long as the mirror was there, he could go anywhere in the Three Realms.

Lu Xing believed half of it, which meant he was half-believing and half-doubting.

He returned to the garden. It seemed the Cold Ice Fairy had reset the formation here, shielding it from the wind and snow. Lu Xing was truly bored, so he asked the girl holding the zither how to play.

The girl was quite happy to teach him.

But after learning for half a day, Lu Xing realized he wasn't cut out for it. The zither music he played was barely listenable.

Stuck on the snowy mountain, Lu Xing could only entertain himself, either by going for a walk, playing the zither, practicing his sword, or chatting with the senior beauties in the mirror.

It seemed they had just heard he was going out. A woman dressed in a simple hairpin and cloth dress, with a compassionate expression, appeared and advised him, "Lu Xing, you are still a mortal, with a mortal heart and a heart inclined towards good. After you go out, you can do more good deeds and accumulate merit with our help. This will be of great benefit to your future cultivation."

"Senior is a Buddhist?" Lu Xing asked her.

The woman in the simple hairpin and cloth dress, who nonetheless displayed a beautiful figure, smiled slightly: "I am not a Buddhist, but I agree with some of the theories of universal salvation in Buddhism, and I have also cultivated in a Buddhist temple."

Her attire was simple, yet she possessed a graceful figure that was hard for ordinary people to match.

Another woman holding a sword also appeared and asked him, "Please go back to the Heavenly Hành Sect and take a look for me."

Lu Xing didn't know where the Heavenly Hành Sect was, so he replied that he would go if he had the chance.

There was even a young girl with fox ears and a fox tail who quietly asked Lu Xing to go to Nine Wind Mountain in the Underworld to see how things were there now.

Lu Xing looked at her demeanor, which really didn't seem like that of a strong person. He didn't know what the criteria were for entering this mirror.

He hadn't even gone down the mountain yet and had already received seven or eight requests, showing that there were quite a few people in the mirror who wanted to enter the mortal world.

Time passed unnoticed in the mountains.

Lu Xing didn't need to sleep or eat, and he couldn't tell the time. The sky above this snowy mountain was always covered by thick, heavy clouds, making him once doubt if there were any living people in this world.

But after calming down, Lu Xing did indeed feel a bit of the fairy's state of mind.

Her body was pure and spotless, unafraid of severe cold or heat, and she didn't eat grains.

If she didn't have a competitive spirit, then she could indeed live anywhere, without desires or needs.

However, while he felt it, Lu Xing still couldn't understand what joy there was in life for a fairy living alone on a snowy mountain.

Perhaps his perspective was too shallow.

Regardless, as a mortal, Lu Xing couldn't bear such emptiness.

One day, he flew to the top of the snowy mountain to admire the sunset on the horizon, estimating that about eight days had passed. He had two more days to complete the task and return.

He had only seen half of the scenery when the Blue Skirt Girl suddenly said to him, "What's so good about this? Hurry home and pack up, get ready to go down the mountain!"

Lu Xing glanced into the mirror. This girl loved to play and laugh, and he would be teased by her if he wasn't careful.

"If you don't go down the mountain soon, your home will be stolen!" the girl said with a giggle.

Lu Xing originally didn't believe her words, but he inexplicably sensed something in his heart, so he got up and flew down the mountain, returning to the garden with his skirt fluttering.

There were no footprints in front of the stone tablet that read "Stop, Intruders."

But this was a world of immortal cultivation, so he couldn't judge whether someone was there based on this.

Lu Xing was using the fairy's body, but his divine sense was far inferior to hers. After lingering outside for a moment and seeing no one, he stepped inside.

"Clang!"

In an instant, thousands of cold, gleaming flying swords filled the sky, their bright tips pointing directly at Lu Xing. Suddenly attacked, he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Hehehehehe!"

The Blue Skirt Girl, the Empress, and many beautiful souls in the mirror all laughed.

Lu Xing ignored them and nervously drew his sword. He had underestimated these cultivators a little; the power of this flying sword technique seemed quite high.

"Who are you?"

Soon, someone emerged from the air. Lu Xing looked and saw him wearing a gray tight-fitting robe, with his hair tied up and a crown on his head. He stood in mid-air, surrounded by dozens of densely packed flying swords of various sizes, some as small as a thumb, others as thick as a door panel.

After seeing his appearance clearly, a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and his tone softened considerably. He even cupped his hands and said, "I am Chu Mo. I was disrespectful earlier, please forgive me, Fairy. May I ask which sect you are from? And why have you come here?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand backward, and the thousands of flying swords in the sky spun back. Two men and one woman also walked out from the garden. They were all dressed as cultivators, holding Spirit Artifacts and looking on guard.

Lu Xing glanced at the mirror and saw that they were all watching the show, so he felt temporarily relieved. He cupped his hands in return and said, "I have no sect or name. However, why have you intruded into my garden?"

Nameless, without sect or school.

But this wasn't enough to surprise them. What surprised Chu Mo was, "All the spiritual plants here were planted by you?!"

The other three didn't believe it either. One of them even sneered.

Lu Xing said, "I didn't plant them, but the original owner gifted the garden to me."

Chu Mo glanced back at the garden without showing any emotion.

"You say it's yours, what evidence do you have?"

Another man sneered. A treasure pagoda floated before him, and he held a spherical object in his hand. The flying sword had flown out from this object earlier.

"What's mine is mine, what evidence do I need?"

Lu Xing guessed their intentions. Right now, the only one he could trust was the Fairy.

He believed she truly had the power to travel through the Three Realms and Six Paths!

Calming his mind, Lu Xing stepped into the garden, ignoring the sharp gazes of the three men and one woman, and walked among the radiant, exotic flowers and plants.

Wealth stirs the heart.

A tense atmosphere permeated the air. The few people seemed ready to make a move.

But in the end, Chu Mo made a gesture to his companions, stopping their actions.