\[Sword Nurturing Art]

Inside the Bamboo Forest, Lu Xun leaned against a thick bamboo stalk, carefully reading the internal testing post about drawing lucky players.

The internal test would begin in two days, which, converted, would be 20 days later in the Tian Chen Continent.

This made him feel a bit sudden.

In his previous life, he hadn't been so lucky. Although he had participated in the lottery, he hadn't been selected.

There were only a thousand spots in total, and countless people participated in the lottery.

Since he hadn't been selected, he had forgotten the specific time of the internal test.

He remembered the time of the official launch very well, after all, that was the day he officially started his gold-digging journey in Tian Chen.

If the Silly Players were really going to descend, he definitely wanted to get in touch with them.

He also wanted to see if everything would be different after he became an NPC.

"If I remember correctly, the internal test doesn't last long, only two days, which is 20 days in the Tian Chen Continent," Lu Xun thought to himself.

In the 22nd century, game internal tests were more like a lucky event, a bit different from before.

Learning that the players were about to descend gave Lu Xun a slight sense of urgency.

He knew exactly what kind of people the Silly Players were, so it seemed he had to quickly improve his strength.

Fortunately, there were still more than two years until the official launch, otherwise, he would feel even more urgency.

In the eyes of the players, NPCs were just tools, providing them with quests, rewards, and teaching skills.

But if used properly, weren't the players also tools?

Not to mention anything else, in the past, in order to unlock some hidden quests that required favorability, players would act like simps, desperately trying to please NPCs!

Lu Xun also wanted to be simped for.

To be precise, Lu Xun was the one who understood the Silly Players the most in the entire Tian Chen Continent. He had plenty of ways to make them work for him, and this would be his greatest reliance in the future!

"Well, I need to plan carefully." The bastard had already laid out a large chessboard in his mind, ready to play.

Since the internal test players were about to descend, he planned to go down the mountain in a few days to try his luck and see if he could get in touch with them.

And the primary task for these few days was to improve his strength.

After closing the forum, Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei had basically digested their food, so they got up and said goodbye to Second Senior Sister.

"Second Senior Sister, I'll come back at noon to deliver lunch," Lu Xun said to Second Senior Sister on the boulder.

The breeze fluttered her black Daoist Robe, and Second Senior Sister nodded, still not fond of talking.

But they had been together for a while, and she knew very well that this Little Martial Brother seemed to love chatting and really wanted her to speak.

If she just nodded and didn't say a few words, he would be long-winded, very long-winded, especially long-winded!

She naturally didn't know that her stuttering hit Lu Xun's cute spot. He found it very interesting and cute, so he loved to tease her into talking.

Over time, Second Senior Sister went from being annoyed at first to actually getting used to it.

Humans are such magical creatures.

"G-got it," Second Senior Sister stammered.

Lu Xun wasn't in a hurry to leave today, but instead said, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Do you two Senior Sisters have anything you want to eat? Just say it, and I'll make more big dishes tomorrow."

At times like this, Second Senior Sister usually wouldn't speak, only Mao Nanbei, the little glutton, would count the dishes one by one on her little fingers.

Lu Xun looked at them and couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly arriving in such a familiar yet unfamiliar world, he was at least no longer alone.

Lu Xun went back alone, Mao Nanbei was still in the Bamboo Forest.

After lunch was Second Senior Sister's cat-petting time. Mao Nanbei would struggle symbolically for a moment, then obediently lie on Second Senior Sister's lap, squinting her eyes to enjoy.

Having undone her transformation and returned to being a black cat, Mao Nanbei twitched her cat ears, turned around on Second Senior Sister's legs, and said, "Little Martial Brother doesn't even have a sword yet. Should I think of a way to get him one?"

"Tap!" Second Senior Sister made a fist with her right hand and gently knocked Mao Nanbei on the head.

The little loli was talking about getting a sword, so she must be up to some mischief again, and she'll probably cause trouble again.

Gongshu Pan's face was already dark, and after becoming the Law Enforcement Elder, his face became even darker. And when he encountered the troublemaking Mao Nanbei, his face could darken even further.

"Meow!" Mao Nanbei covered her forehead with her fleshy cat paw and stopped talking.

Second Senior Sister's fair and slender fingers continued to stroke Mao Nanbei's smooth cat fur. She lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a long while, she whispered, "Pass... pass your... Saber Nurturing Art... to him."

The Little Black Cat was enjoying the petting, her body curled up. When she heard this, she immediately stretched out, slightly surprised.

She cultivated the saber, so it was called Saber Nurturing Art. If Lu Xun cultivated the sword, it would naturally become Sword Nurturing Art.

To be precise, this method was created by First Senior Brother and was originally used for nurturing swords.

But... can Little Martial Brother handle it?

Mao Nanbei asked doubtfully, "Second Senior Sister, your sword intent is already enough for him to bear. Is it bad to let him nurture a sword so early? Should we wait a little longer?"

She was really afraid that something would happen to Lu Xun, and then no one would burn things for her to eat.

Second Senior Sister shook her head, made a fist with her right hand again, and gently knocked Mao Nanbei on the head, saying, "Be... be obedient."

"Meow! Stop knocking, stop knocking! I'll teach him now, okay?" The Little Black Cat jumped off Second Senior Sister and ran towards the Small Study.

While running, she muttered, "Hey! It's Second Senior Sister who insisted I teach you. Don't blame me if you can't handle it!"

Inside the room, Lu Xun was about to sit cross-legged to cultivate.

Although he still had a lot of experience points, even a mosquito leg is still meat. Besides, the pain during cultivation was really intoxicating, so he might as well just relax.

Just as he sat down cross-legged, Mao Nanbei darted in through the window.

"No time to explain, close your eyes and calm your mind!" She had transformed back into her human form, looking flustered.

Lu Xun was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the little loli's little finger poking towards his brow.

The bell on her hand also rang, the sound crisp but not pleasant.

On the contrary, it sounded like a war drum!

With Mao Nanbei's cultivation, Lu Xun couldn't avoid it.

And in this situation, people would instinctively close their eyes.

"What is she doing?" Lu Xun thought in his heart.

When the little loli's little finger touched his brow, a stream of heat poured into his body, radiating from his brow, then to his limbs. A very mysterious feeling welled up in his heart, and then...

—It turned into a line of cold information:

[Ding! Do you want to learn the skill Sword Nurturing Art?]

[Skill Level: Orange!]

Don't stop the recommendation votes~~~