Unfortunately, he has very few fans on his live streaming account, otherwise he would definitely do an unboxing live stream.
Chen Huaian happily took the two boxes into the room, closed the door and windows, drew the curtains, only turned on the bedside lamp, sat back on the bed, and excitedly rubbed his hands.
“First, we have a gift for our little Qingran!”
He used nail scissors to cut the tape and opened the box, his face immediately darkened.
There was only one sealed bag in the box, containing a string of beads. It was unclear what material the beads were made of, but they looked very much like glass balls.
“Emmm… this is too perfunctory.”
Chen Huaian took out the string of beads, feeling their smooth and cool texture. He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but with one breath, the air became refreshingly clear, and the fatigue he felt upon waking up in the morning disappeared completely.
“Although the material is quite ordinary, the craftsmanship is terrible, and the words carved on them are still ugly enough to make you cry.” He looked at the crooked blessing phrases on the beads but still put them on his wrist with a smile: “But just thinking about it being Li Qingran’s little gift makes a person more energetic.”
Indeed, he attributed the refreshing sensation earlier to ‘the power of love’. Not far away, on the table, the originally motionless black cat sniffed, and its tightly closed eyes revealed a slit.
“Next is the big one!”
This time, Chen Huaian’s action of unpacking was a bit violent.
In no time, he exposed the big item inside.
It was an ancient-looking long sword, which seemed to have some age, but it was obviously deliberately aged. The sword was 1.5 meters long, entirely bronze-colored, with black fish scales dotted on the blade, and hard-to-identify traditional Chinese characters carved on the hilt, which Chen Huaian secretly guessed might be the name of the swordsmith.
“The sword is named Black Scaled Sword, which is quite fitting.”
Chen Huaian held the Black Scaled Sword and pointed it towards the ceiling light.
The light swept over the sword tip, reflecting a cold gleam that didn’t seem to belong to this era on the blade.
He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but he always felt that this sword didn’t fit in with this world. No, this sword belonged to Li Qingran’s world. It wasn’t a craftwork but a real flying sword from the Cangyun Realm.
“I must not have slept well yesterday, my brain went haywire.”
Chen Huaian found himself absurd for having such naive fantasies.
However, he highly appreciated the level of prop production by the game developers. For example, last time’s amulet, although it faded, seemed to be really made by Li Qingran. This time’s beads, despite possibly being just glass, had a faint fragrance, the same as the previous amulet. In short, these were details!
As for this sword…
There was nothing more to say.
It was genuine material, and even hanging it at home as a decoration was quite impressive.
“By the way, is this sword sharpened?” Chen Huaian scratched his head, just planning to test it with his hand but quickly pulled back, his subconscious telling him not to do so.
So he picked up a curled black hair from the ground.
Gently throwing it onto the blade.
Hum——!
A faint sound of a sword ringing could be heard.
Chen Huaian stared in disbelief as the hair was cleanly cut into two pieces and fell off the blade.
“d*mn! So sharp?!”
“Isn’t this considered a controlled weapon? How did it get here?”
Would he be arrested if caught?
Chen Huaian quickly sheathed the sword and noticed there was a nail for hanging pictures on the wall by the bedside, so he hung the Black Scaled Sword there.
It must be said, hanging such a classical flying sword in modern decoration was not awkward at all.
“Decided, Black Scaled Sword, after this master, you will be cremated together! Hehehe!”
Black Scaled Sword: “…”
The black cat in the shoebox: “…”
[This kid is really strange, actually possessing a magical artifact flying sword!]
[Could it be that in this era there are still usable magical artifacts? Why haven’t I encountered any on the road? Puppet technology is indeed very advanced…]
In the shoebox, the black cat stared round-eyed outward.
It was awakened by the spiritual energy emitted from the spirit stone.
This spiritual energy was the most precious resource for it at present. Even just getting closer and breathing air containing spiritual energy could accelerate its injury recovery.
There was acupuncture secret technique, Ancestor Dragon protection…
Now spirit stones and magical artifacts have appeared.
The black cat was filled with uncertainty, unable to figure out what situation Chen Huaian was in, nor understand what was going on in this era.
In theory, things related to spiritual energy should have disappeared from this world.
Its observations after awakening also confirmed this point.
But this kid… how does he have everything?
Isn’t this metaphysics!
Regardless, the first priority now is to recover injuries by relying on this kid.
Although the Ancestor Dragon protection is troublesome, as long as it doesn’t harm the boy’s thoughts, there’s no problem.
Just when it was about to meow faintly to attract Chen Huaian’s attention, it suddenly realized that the boy was already gone.
[Where is that kid?]
The black cat dragged its heavy body to the window sill.
It discovered the target, dressed in pajamas, holding a clothes hanger rushing towards the square opposite the hotel.
…
Old Master Li had been practicing Tai Chi in the small square for 20 years.
In the field of elderly Tai Chi, among all the old men in seven or eight nearby neighborhoods, he dared to claim second place and no one would dare to claim first.
“Be careful while walking and playing games, watch out for cars!” Seeing two kids crossing the road while still playing a mobile game, Old Master Li kindly reminded them.
One of the kids turned around and gave him the middle finger: “Old man, mind your own business, none of your business!”
“You! Harm…”
Old Master Li shook his head and sighed as he watched the two students walk away.
Young people nowadays are becoming less and less energetic, always playing games day and night, unlike his time.
Technology brought progress to society, but also made everyone lose a lot of innocence and nostalgia.
“Alas—!”
Old Master Li sighed again and walked to the tree where he practiced every day.
But he found someone had arrived earlier than him.
It was a young man in pajamas, holding a clothes hanger, sticking his buttocks out, sweating profusely, and maintaining a bizarre posture.
Even though the young man’s movements were not standard, Old Master Li still felt that in this instant, a ray of light appeared in the darkness.
Vigorous young people, aren’t they exactly what the times lack, what he admires the most?
Looking at this young man’s movements, they had some flavor, but clearly lacked basic knowledge and solid foundation.
Since he saw today, let this senior teach him properly.
“Young man, what you’re doing is wrong, your stance isn’t stable, horse stance shouldn’t be done like that!”
Chen Huaian was painfully cultivating the Qinglian Sword Canon.
Suddenly, he heard an old voice behind him.
Then, a pair of thick palms pressed down hard on his shoulders.
Then a foot wedged between his legs and pushed outward.
Chen Huaian gasped, the pain surged in his plaster-covered leg, but he wasn’t annoyed at all in his heart.
Because as the elder helped him correct his posture,
He surprisingly found that
The cultivation progress of the first chapter of the Qinglian Sword Canon rose sharply from 2% to 13%!
