Chen Huaian carefully picked up the discolored amulet.
The words on it were already blurred, as if the ink had been smudged by water, barely legible.
He had always treated this amulet like a game item and hadn’t connected it with everyday occurrences. Now that he knew the Thunderfire Talisman was genuine, could this amulet be genuine too?
Chen Huaian squinted his eyes.
The amulet had started to fade in color after returning from Panshan.
There were many unexpected events during the trip to Panshan, starting with a broken leg and followed by a landslide.
Either of these incidents could have led to dire consequences.
But in reality?
Not only did he return unscathed from Panshan, but he also got a bonus from his true big brother, earning him startup funds.
“So the amulet actually worked and faded because of it?”
Chen Huaian fiddled with the amulet and sniffed it.
He had washed it, but the fragrance remained, not from laundry detergent. He felt his guess was pretty accurate.
“If I only had another amulet, I could verify it… Should I ask Li Qingran for one when I log into the game later?”
He wasn’t sure if that would work.
If it did, wouldn’t all his future items be free?
He allowed himself a small anticipation.
“Right, and that Panshan parade, it must be a phenomenon caused by the resurgence of spiritual energy. At the time, I thought the emperor looked strange, but only the Demon-Slaying Division might know what happened there… After all, it sounds like an official organization, so its intelligence-gathering capabilities should be decent.”
Ba Ji, lying on the sofa, silently listened to Chen Huaian’s ramblings.
His weak body shrank further into the corner.
It was over.
Great calamity was coming.
The big shot had fully realized something was off in this world.
Could this be the beginning of their memory recovery?
Would their gluttonous body still be hidden then?
There was no stopping the big shot from contacting the anomalies of this world.
No, they still needed to run, find a way to escape!
Looking at the spirit plant on the windowsill, he pondered.
With his current rate of absorbing spiritual energy, in about a week, he would be equivalent to a two-hundred-year-old monster. Then, breaking through the window to escape would be no problem, even if it meant being severely injured by the talismans, but as long as he escaped, a little injury didn’t matter.
Better than staying here where d*ath could come at any moment!
While Ba Ji was plotting seriously, Chen Huaian continued checking other items.
The spiritual stone bracelet was mostly genuine; half of the beads had turned cloudy, likely due to depleted spiritual energy, but how and when it was depleted required testing.
The grass on the windowsill was also peculiar; he tried cutting the leaves but couldn’t. He decided to keep it and observe any changes, like maybe growing a mouth; as for the Black Scaled Sword, he planned to sleep with it tonight.
Hanging such a divine weapon on the bed was a waste!
He had to keep it close to absorb its unique aura!
Cackling!
The orange-red sunset reflected on the coffee table, blinding light flashed from the glass, and Chen Huaian was momentarily dazzled. Realizing it was dinner time, he unplugged the charger and turned on his phone, launching the electronic girlfriend game.
He had some ideas to test.
However, when he opened the game, he found Li Qingran wasn’t in the room.
She stood on the peak of Sunset Peak, bathed in the sunset’s glow, with Senior Sister Yue Qianchi and Pavilion Leader Su Qinian beside her. All three looked serious, as if discussing something.
“What are they doing?”
Chen Huaian turned up the volume.
The conversation became much clearer.
“Li Qingran, the journey is long and your cultivation is low. This time, I’ll have your senior sister escort you. You two can look out for each other!”
“But, isn’t that too much trouble for my senior sister?” Li Qingran’s gaze shifted between Su Qinian and Yue Qianchi, her lips pursed, clearly hesitant.
“Oh, no trouble, no trouble.” Yue Qianchi waved nonchalantly. “My cultivation has already hit a bottleneck, and Master has long wanted me to travel and broaden my horizons. It will also help me break through my realm.”
She looked at the dazed Li Qingran, nudged her arm, and grinned, pretending to be friendly. “Hehe, junior sister, I’m not doing this for free. You have to buy the drinks on the way!”
“Hmph! Drinking every day won’t k*ll you!” Su Qinian raised her hand to hit Yue Qianchi, who dodged playfully.
Seeing her mischievous disciple, Su Qinian sighed in frustration at Li Qingran, “Your senior sister loves drinking. Watch her on the way, or she might drink and cause trouble!”
With those words.
Li Qingran could only nod and bow slightly. “Disciple will remember. Please rest assured, Master. Disciple will make sure my senior sister drinks less on the way.”
“Ugh—Old Su, do you think junior sister can control me? Hmph—” Not far behind Li Qingran, Yue Qianchi hung upside down from a tree, making faces at Su Qinian.
Su Qinian pretended not to see.
“Mm, prepare yourselves. You can set off soon.”
He took out two bags of spiritual stones and gave them to Li Qingran.
“Although the Sword Pavilion lacks resources now, as the leader, I must provide necessary travel expenses. These are twenty pieces of inferior spiritual stones, ten each for you two.”
Li Qingran: “…”
Yue Qianchi: “…”
“Is something wrong? Do you think it’s not enough?” Su Qinian’s face hardened, pushing the bags forward, determined.
Li Qingran had no choice but to take them. “Thank you, Master.”
“Master?”
She tugged at the bag but couldn’t move it.
The Sword Pavilion Leader held on tightly.
Only when Yue Qianchi came over and pried open Su Qinian’s fingers did the bags finally reach Li Qingran.
“Master, if you don’t want to give, you don’t have to,” Yue Qianchi rolled her eyes.
Realizing he had been seen through, Su Qinian coughed lightly, threw his flying sword into the air, and stepped onto it.
“Humph! You two behave yourselves. I’m leaving!”
Pavilion Leader Su left in style.
Human and sword merged, drifting left and right in the rosy clouds.
On the peak of Sunset Peak, only Li Qingran and Yue Qianchi remained.
The air was filled with the scent of dried grass, reminiscent of summer nights.
Li Qingran looked at Yue Qianchi.
Her senior sister’s face was flushed by the sunset.
Yue Qianchi withdrew her gaze from the clouds and wrapped her arm around Li Qingran, laughing loudly. “Come on, junior sister, let’s go down the mountain!”
…
At the peak of Sunset Peak, red clouds stretched for miles.
A great sword cultivator wrote in the sky:
Wishing you a safe journey.
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