Dao Ancestor Inheritance

Under the morning light, Han Shuangjiang looked at Chu Huai Xu, who wore a faint smile.

"Not yet," she replied, not lying, indicating she hadn't eaten yet.

Her tone was perpetually cold, as if devoid of emotional fluctuation.

The Fox Face gazed at her and remarked, "On my way here, I noticed the prices for outer sect goods are pretty steep."

"Right!" Han Shuangjiang chimed in instantly, with a hint of excitement.

That was the most animated Chu Huai Xu had ever heard her.

Realizing she'd lost some composure, Han Shuangjiang felt a bit embarrassed.

She always seemed to hold herself back out of habit.

"Since you haven't eaten, how about we go together?" Chu Huai Xu said.

Han Shuangjiang instinctively wanted to refuse.

But then he quickly uttered two words she couldn't turn down.

"My treat."

Outside the outer sect cafeteria, there were many stalls competing with the sect's own dining hall.

The two found a breakfast stall and sat down, ordering a bowl of small wontons, a bowl of plain noodles, and a steamer basket of soup dumplings.

For just that little bit, they dared to charge 180 wen!

"What tourist-trap pricing!" Chu Huai Xu grumbled inwardly.

Han Shuangjiang ate her wontons with a clear conscience.

Since childhood, the education she'd received in the brothel was: when a man offers his attentions, accept them without guilt.

Don't think there were no simps in the brothel.

In fact, even in the 21st century, plenty of people who went to those touch-and-sing venues and added the hostesses' contact info would end up simping hard.

Han Shuangjiang had no interest in keeping a dog on a leash, though she certainly had the capital to do so.

Driven by a stubborn streak and a need to protect the last shred of her self-respect, she did her utmost to cut ties with the education she'd received as a child, as if it were nothing but a nightmare from long ago.

She accepted Chu Huai Xu's treat now purely because she'd taken care of him all night after he'd passed out.

Of course, that was also the reason Chu Huai Xu gave on the surface.

But deep down, he harbored a small confusion.

"Han Shuangjiang is a World Protagonist and has the Profound Yin Physique."

"And me? I somehow replaced Xu Ziqing, another World Protagonist, and took his script."

"But it seems the Dao Sect hasn't given us much special treatment?"

"By the usual logic, shouldn't these favored children of heaven be brought back to the sect and treated like ancestors?"

"Pile on resources, shower them with affection."

But look at them—they didn't even have living expenses.

"Do the Dao Sect higher-ups really treat everyone equally?"

Then again, the only privilege so far might be that they'd gotten on the radar of Niu Yuanshan, a powerful figure in the outer sect.

Niu Yuanshan might think they had the Sixth Elder as a backer, so if they ran into trouble in the outer sect, he'd probably help.

But the problem was, Chu Huai Xu didn't want to interact too much with Niu Yuanshan right now.

Don't turn this into some undercover meetup!

As for elder-level big shots like Li Chunsong, they were in the inner sect—only they could come find us; we couldn't even see their faces.

The World Protagonist before him, who kept quietly eating her wontons with elegant posture and hadn't touched the soup dumplings, was indeed the best leg to cling to right now.

Everyone knew that so-called protagonists were all blessed with deep fortune, encountering endless luck on their path to growth, grabbing opportunities left and right, with countless chances waiting for them.

In fact, when Chu Huai Xu played "Borrowed Sword," he knew a major guild had taken on a lucrative group quest: helping Han Shuangjiang clear a dungeon to obtain a master's legacy!

"What is a World Protagonist?"

"A World Protagonist is someone the whole world revolves around!"

Chu Huai Xu's current ambition toward her was simple—hitch a ride.

Opportunities, lucky encounters, main story dungeons. See if he could get a piece of the pie.

Cling to that jade leg and ride it for all it was worth!

In truth, the vast Dao Sect was filled with opportunities and hidden dungeons.

Some seniors, before their time ran out, would leave their legacies in some corner of the Mountain Beyond Mountain, for the fated to find.

They all thought that was the mark of a true master, fancying themselves refined.

This trend, in fact, was started by the Dao Ancestor himself.

Before the Dao Ancestor passed, he left behind nine mysterious legacies, and... that sword!

Nine types of inheritance, over this long stretch of time, seven have already been found.

Those who obtained the inheritance, without exception, all became world-shaking powerhouses!

As of now, the last person to receive the Dao Ancestor Inheritance was the Dao Sect's current Seventh Elder, Shen Man.

She's been holed up in the Inner Sect's Purple Bamboo Forest, drawing a boundary for her seclusion, lost in enlightenment for over a year, and still hasn't broken through.

"Hard to guess—who'll snag these last two Dao Ancestor Inheritances?" Chu Huai Xu mused to himself.

"Obviously, the World Protagonists!"

And from what he knew, both of those remaining inheritances were scooped up by Han Shuangjiang alone.

This girl's luck was terrifyingly strong!

"When 'Borrowed Sword' officially launches in the Public Test, the story timeline is Xuan Calendar 1991—that's next year."

"By then, Han Shuangjiang's character bio already lists her as an Inner Sect Disciple of the Dao Sect, and she's obtained both of the Dao Ancestor's inheritances."

Per the Dao Sect's rules, those at the Aperture Opening Stage count as Registered Disciples; stepping into the First Realm earns them the rank of Outer Sect Disciple.

Outer Sect Disciples who cultivate to the Third Realm get a shot at entering the Inner Sect.

"So, this ice-cold girl went straight from Aperture Opening Stage to the Third Realm in just one year."

"And she grabbed both inheritances too."

"When the game launches in the Public Test, she's just entered the Inner Sect not long ago—Dao Sect players can barely get a glimpse of her, but her legends echo everywhere in the Outer Sect."

"Which means, she probably got those two Dao Ancestor Inheritances while still in the Outer Sect—they're likely both there!"

Once he figured that out, it was impossible for Chu Huai Xu not to have some ulterior motives.

Stick close to her, ride her coattails, and see if he could luck into the Dao Ancestor Inheritance.

As for whether he'd actually enter the inheritance site after getting it?

—Aren't men always saying they just slipped in?

Only riding, not entering—that's your lie.

With that thought, Chu Huai Xu, who'd been burying his face in his noodles, looked up at the cold-faced girl blowing gently on a steaming wonton on her spoon.

She was so focused on eating her wontons that the basket of soup dumplings between them sat untouched.

Like when you treat someone to a meal, and they're too reserved to touch anything but the main dish they ordered.

"Interesting, kind of adorably clueless," he thought.

Chu Huai Xu spoke up: "Try one, these buns aren't bad."

He wasn't lying—they were genuinely good. Back on Earth, if you rented a storefront, the monthly sales on the delivery app would be in the thousands at least.

A bit pricey, sure, but the meat filling wasn't skimped on—real pork, with a bit of hot broth oozing out.

Han Shuangjiang lifted her eyes to glance at him, then picked up her chopsticks and took one.

She carefully bit a small opening, gently blew inside, and then took a bite, the meat filling mixing with the broth and wrapper in her mouth.

"It's good," the cold-faced girl thought to herself.

But after eating one, she stopped again.

When he said to try it, she really just tried it.

Seeing her overly reserved demeanor, Chu Huai Xu didn't bother with her anymore.

The basket had eight buns total—seven went into his stomach.

Full, he drank some noodle soup and set down his chopsticks.

Han Shuangjiang ate too slowly, even savoring each small wonton with delicate bites—her Eating Posture was elegant.

After all, that high-end Brothel was grooming her to be a Top Courtesan, not some cheap floozy.

A bowl of twelve small wontons, and she, ravenous as she was, had only finished two-thirds.

Maybe sensing Chu Huai Xu Staring at her, she looked up with a hint of confusion, meeting his gaze.

This Fox Face, bathed in the morning light, had a sudden impulse and, without any Pave the way, blurted out:

"How about we just live together from now on?"

"Clatter"—the spoon dropped into the bowl.

Han Shuangjiang's beautiful eyes widened in shock, her long, thick lashes trembling slightly, her mind reeling:

"I only ate eight wontons and one soup dumpling, and you already want me?"

She straightened up from her hunched posture over the meal:

"I'm not eating anymore."

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