"Knock, knock, knock." Someone knocked on the door.
Lu Xun and Ji Li looked at each other.
The reason was simple—they hadn't heard any footsteps at all!
This inn was much like an ancient Chinese building. Walking across its floorboards made far more noise than walking on tiled ground.
What was more, Ji Li had trained in martial arts since childhood, so her hearing was much sharper than that of ordinary people. Yet she truly hadn't heard a thing!
So, the visitor was either highly skilled in lightness kung fu, or had floated here.
They had encountered an expert!
Ji Li placed her little chubby hand on the Wedding Dress Sword, as if facing a formidable enemy.
After being startled for a moment, Lu Xun quickly regained his composure. He gestured for Ji Li to stay calm, rose leisurely to his feet, and opened the door.
Standing outside was Murong Yan, whom they had just met earlier.
For someone of her weight to walk without a sound was rather eerie.
The moment the door opened, Murong Yan met Lu Xun's gaze. Seeing that face for the second time, she still fell into a brief daze.
She craned her head to look inside, then gave a simple-minded smile. "Sorry, wrong room."
After cupping her hands toward Lu Xun and Ji Li, she left.
Her appearance felt rather inexplicable.
After closing the door again, Lu Xun's brows furrowed slightly. He couldn't quite figure it out.
Murong Yan was a cultivator. How could she fail to sense that there were two people in this room?
And if she was returning to a room where she lived alone, what normal person would knock first?
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Her visit definitely hadn't been a genuine mistake. There had to be some deeper meaning behind it.
Lu Xun swept his gaze around the room before finally fixing it on the Wedding Dress Sword.
Taking a closer look, he immediately noticed something unusual about the Wedding Dress Sword.
The Wedding Dress Sword's basic information appeared before his eyes, but it had changed from before.
"Sword Name: Wedding Dress (Yellow)"
"Note: This sword has been placed under a low-level illusion spell."
Lu Xun couldn't help but smile.
Sure enough, this was still the Heavenly Dust world he knew so well.
Sure enough, these were still the cultivators he remembered.
At that moment, in the eyes of some martial artists and low-level cultivators, the Wedding Dress Sword was no longer a Magic Sword. It was simply an ordinary longsword with slightly better looks.
Once a weapon surpassed Mortal Iron in grade, it possessed spiritual charm.
Cultivators could see its extraordinary nature at a glance, while even martial artists could faintly sense something unusual.
That was why a Magic Sword stood out so conspicuously in the martial world, like a husky among wolves.
Now that Murong Yan had cast an illusion spell on it, others would no longer be able to easily tell that it was a Magic Sword.
Of course, those with profound cultivation were an exception. After all, Murong Yan was no great cultivator herself. How strong could a Novice Village mentor possibly be?
The phrase "a jade ring becomes a source of guilt" was easy enough to understand.
Ji Li was young and merely a martial artist. Carrying a Magic Sword with her made her an easy target for greedy eyes.
Lu Xun guessed that this was likely related to why she had been hunted down.
For Murong Yan, it was only a small effort, but for Ji Li, it would spare her much trouble as she traveled the martial world in the future.
A great many cultivators in the world of Heavenly Dust were like Murong Yan.
Things like murder and treasure-snatching naturally existed, but it was not like in certain xianxia novels, where every cultivator was absolutely selfish, each one a villainous brute who robbed whenever they could and killed whenever they pleased.
Most cultivators in this world focused their attention on the word "cultivation."
Moreover, many believed that life itself was the grandest cultivation.
Thus, how one lived and what kind of person one became were matters of great importance in a cultivator's eyes.
The reason so many players became utterly immersed in this game world was that many heroes possessed true chivalry, while many cultivators possessed an immortal air. This was the finest xianxia in the players' hearts.
Lu Xun stopped looking at the Wedding Dress Sword, a smile appearing on his face.
"This world is as comfortable as ever."
Meanwhile, Murong Yan, who had returned to her own room, also smiled faintly. Her plump face looked even more simple-minded when she smiled.
A few minutes later, Lu Xun and Ji Li left the inn.
They found a suitable shop and sold off those unbearably heavy weapons. Ji Li was overjoyed after receiving the silver.
The little girl still seemed not to have noticed the change in the Wedding Dress Sword. She really did have a big heart.
Ji Li skipped happily ahead, while Lu Xun followed behind. He drew countless sidelong glances from passersby and made the young ladies by the roadside swoon.
He paid none of it any attention. He was lost in thought and somewhat absent-minded.
As he remembered it, the reason he knew Murong Yan was one of the mentors in Greenwood County's Novice Village was because he had once gone there to complete a quest, leaving him with an impression of her.
Although he had no idea why Murong Yan had appeared in Wei County on this day three years ago, her appearance truly was helpful to Lu Xun.
There were too many players in Heavenly Dust to count. As the hottest game of the twenty-second century, its number of concurrent players was terrifying.
With so many players, countless ways of starting a new account had been devised. Among them, only three starts were considered infinitely close to perfect.
Lu Xun intended to try one of those starts, and Murong Yan might be able to help with it.
No, she could definitely help!
The key depended on Ji Li.
It depended on whether this former mount, now a Tool Person, was useful enough.
Ji Li walked ahead. Since she was in such a good mood, she would unconsciously rise onto her toes with each step.
She turned back to look at Lu Xun. "Why are you walking so slowly?"
Lu Xun smiled at her, his expression exceptionally warm.
Ji Li felt as though she were basking in a spring breeze. The entire world seemed to brighten.
Her little heart pounded wildly, faster and faster.
Terminal Appearance Control was beyond saving.
Lu Xun pointed at a small teahouse by the street. "Shall we go in and sit for a while?"
Ji Li nodded.
Good. It was time to fish for information.
After chatting for a while, Lu Xun roughly learned about Ji Li's current situation.
How should he put it? It was a textbook protagonist template.
She had accidentally obtained a magical treasure and a cultivation technique, then her parents had been killed, she herself had been hunted down, and she bore a blood-deep vendetta.
Her early-game cheat and main quest were both crystal clear!
Still, when he thought of how she was only sixteen, and how she had remained innocent and kind after experiencing so much, Lu Xun felt a little sorry for her.
Of course, it would be even better if she weren't so insistent on making him a Cauldron.
Fortunately, all those problems could now be resolved.
He looked at Ji Li and said, "We're lucky. We encountered a real cultivator."
"Ah! Where?" Ji Li's eyes immediately lit up.
"Didn't you notice that the Mu... uh, the woman who knocked on the wrong door made no sound when she walked?" Lu Xun said.
"I noticed!" Ji Li looked at Lu Xun and said somewhat sheepishly, "I was going to discuss it with you after we left, but... then I forgot."
Lu Xun: "..."
See these breasts? Impressive, right?
Don't be jealous. She traded her brain for them.
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