Chapter 7, Fang Girl, are you there? 【4K】
After sending Zhang Hainan away, Luxianbei sat down in the room and began to feel anxious.
“Let me choose myself, the quality depends on luck?
Does this mean that Dachunyang Palace has places like sword tombs or sword mountains that often appear in movies and novels, filled with ownerless swords waiting for fated individuals to choose from?
That would be disastrous!
Thinking of this, Luxianbei felt another dizzy spell.
Perhaps Zhang Hainan’s action was truly well-intentioned, wanting him to obtain a suitable sword. But what kind of luck does he have? He doesn’t know yet! Two words: stink!
In this situation, it’s like pulling cards in a mobile game with no guarantee, where even if he bets his underwear, he still can’t get the desired five-star card. The most fatal part isn’t not getting the desired five-star but possibly ending up with something bizarre and strange.
With these worries and anxieties, Luxianbei momentarily forgot about the task of cooking a dish for Huasang to fish for turtles before leaving.
There are still plenty of ingredients left, and he can cook another dish tomorrow morning.
Although doing so feels a bit like slacking off, he can only blame Huasang for having an unreliable master teacher who, despite his age, still engages in such things.
After thinking for a moment, Luxianbei silently lowered his expectations for this sword quest. The spirit energy items that were about the same as Ling Tai Purification surely cannot be relied upon.
As long as the appearance is unremarkable, able to withstand encounters with 1.2 new immunity enemies, and with no overly bizarre usage restrictions, that would suffice.
To be reasonable, such requirements aren’t too high, right?
Lying on the sofa, rubbing his temples, Luxianbei suddenly had a bright idea, as if he thought of something important. “Wait a minute, my luck may not be good, but I can borrow some luck from someone lucky!”
“If Fang Girl is willing to help…”
Luxianbei muttered to himself, instinctively reaching into his pants pocket for his phone, only to find it empty. His gaze slowly shifted, finally landing on the blackened phone on the table nearby, his expression darkening. It turns out that being Luxianbei’s phone is a short-lived occupation.
“Ah—! What a pity!”
With a helpless sigh, he got up and walked into the bedroom, turned on the computer on the desk, and skillfully logged into some social software to scroll through contacts, finally finding the one with the hamster avatar.
Wang Buliu: “Fang Girl, are you there?”
“One little hamster” poked Wang Buliu
After waiting a few minutes, Luxianbei received a reply.
One little hamster: “I’m here, I’m here! Wang Girl, what’s up? [silly smile]”
Luxianbei thought for a moment and typed back: “Nothing special, just haven’t seen you for a while and wanted to invite you out for a meal. [/DOGE]”
He added in his heart to have a friendly and warm exchange of glances and borrow a bit of luck to draw cards.
Honestly, Luxianbei regretted not realizing earlier during his time with Fang Ji that her bad luck was due to her transferring it to him.
Otherwise, even if he didn’t buy a lottery ticket, he could at least fish for the new card pool of “Love and Magic Girls”!
In M Country, Emerald City, on a remote, deserted beach.
Emerald time had just passed midnight, clouds covered the moon, and the dark sea was calm as a mirror. In the sound of gentle waves, a few screams and curses could be heard.
This was a seaside construction site that had been shut down for a long time due to urban legends, with an unfinished cement dock becoming dilapidated under weathering erosion.
The rising tide crashed against the crumbling dock, leaving a trail of fine white foam.
Near a deep pit of unknown purpose on the ruined dock, a dozen people in linen robes surrounded it, each featuring a stitched Miracle Flower on the back of their robes.
In that deep pit, three individuals dressed in identical robes were bound tightly. They shouted curses at their former companions looking down.
“You bastards! The Miracle Flower will judge your actions!”
As his words fell, Salih kicked a concrete block down from the edge of the pit, striking the throat of the speaker, leaving him speechless with a bruise.
“Judgment? You better understand that it’s you who have betrayed the Holy Son!” Salih shouted.
“The Holy Son? The one trying to destroy the Sacred Relic dares to call themselves the Holy Son?” another bound person sneered, “No point in talking, let’s fight! Miracle is with me, I shall not d*e!”
“Alright! We’ll see if you can miraculously survive, or if we can miraculously k*ll you!” Salih coldly replied, drawing a curved kn*fe from his waist.
“Wait, wait, let’s talk it over, ask me anything except the whereabouts of the Sacred Relic, and I’ll tell you everything you want to know.”
“But we only want the location of the Sacred Relic.” Salih said expressionlessly, “If you don’t speak, just wait and see if you live or d*e!”
Meanwhile, from afar.
Dressed in black, Fang Ji sat on a relatively intact dam, fiddling with her phone while swinging her long legs, a faint smile on her face.
One little hamster: “Dinner? Sure! But I’m in Emerald City right now, it will take a few days to return!”
Wang Buliu: “Ah? Aren’t you in the training class? How did you run so far? If that’s the case, we can just reschedule.”
One little hamster: “Okay then! I’ll contact you again when I get back.”
Fang Ji had just finished editing the message and was about to send it when she heard footsteps approaching from behind.
“Left Apostle, those three are stubborn and won’t confess,” Sheim said, standing beside Fang Ji and cupping his hands. Fang Ji nonchalantly tapped the screen, sent the message, and shrugged, “Won’t confess? Then forget it!”
Saying this, she raised her phone and waved it at Sheim, “I just received a command from the Holy Son to temporarily abandon this lead, so…”
“Bury those guys!”
“Just bury them directly? But…” Sheim frowned, hesitating.
The people in the deep pit are all experienced members of the Miracle Cult, otherwise, they wouldn’t know the whereabouts of one of the Sacred Relics the Miracle Cult had previously found.
Sheim was somewhat worried that if they were buried like this, they might miraculously survive.
“Afraid that the Miracle Flowers on them will bloom?” Fang Ji looked at Sheim, tilting her head and blinking.
“Exactly,” Sheim nodded solemnly.
Upon hearing this, Fang Ji smiled, put her phone into her jacket pocket, pressed her hands against the seawall beneath her, and with slight effort, gracefully stood up, turning to look towards the deep pit, her gaze sharpening.
In that instant, a dreamlike soft light flashed in the depths of her eyes.
Following that, a resplendent golden light slowly rose from behind her, spreading out like plants unfurling their vines, creating countless colorful lines that outlined a magnificent Miracle Flower.
A fragrance that penetrated the heart drifted into the air, but it did not emanate from Fang Ji. Sheim was stunned for a moment and then seemed to realize something, suddenly turning to look towards the deep pit, where he saw three Miracle Flowers rising from within, unfurling and blooming in mid-air.
Then, as if all flowers had to wither after blooming, they quickly wilted, decayed, and rotted. It was as if fruits were born from those three wilting and rotting Miracle Flowers.
Three golden streams of light flew in from the sky, merging into her body alongside Fang Ji’s steady breaths.
With her eyes tightly closed, as if enjoying the mental treasures contained in the golden streams, she remained calm for a moment before opening her eyes and giving Sheim a slight smile.
“Alright, now they won’t have any miracles on them anymore.” As her voice fell, a commotion could be heard coming from the ruined dock.
Without warning, the concrete dock surrounding the deep pit collapsed, and a massive amount of seawater, mixed with bricks, mud, and concrete blocks, surged into the pit, instantly engulfing the three figures.
Then, with a loud, piercing sound of metal twisting and deforming, the rusty tower nearby came crashing down as if a giant were swinging a heavy club, slamming onto the sea, stirring up several meters high waves.
Led by Salih, a dozen members of the Miracle Cult hurriedly retreated to safety, and when they looked back, they simultaneously gasped.
The sea that had just been calm suddenly surged, amidst the rolling waves, a dozen sharks could be vaguely seen, attracted by the scent of bl**d.
As if they had been lying in wait beneath the surface, those sharks appeared without warning.
With their dorsal fins slicing through the dark, surging sea, the area where the deep pit once was quickly blurred with dense scarlet—it’s a miracle!
The Left Apostle is that terrifying, so what about the current Holy Son?
In an instant, the members of the Miracle Cult present felt their hearts racing.
Thus, their fervor and loyalty to the Holy Son — Wang Buliu, unconsciously elevated a few notches.
Not long after, because of this group of people’s existence, the name “Wang Buliu” gradually caught the attention of Siye Society, quietly appearing at the end of the red wanted list.
———
“Hey, why did Fang Girl run so far away? I’m out of options now, I can only tough it out!” Luxianbei sighed heavily, shifting his gaze from the computer screen to the window, a slight frown on his face.
It was getting dark, and he should head to Zhenwu Mountain scenic area to find a deserted place to put an end to the impending urban legends—
The tired sun sank below the horizon, the rose-colored Zhenwu Mountain range quickly enveloped by a shroud of night.
“Splash!”
With a light sound, a young man leaped from a pool beneath the Xuanwu Waterfall, landing steadily on the shore, droplets of water cascading down his fair skin, flowing along his streamlined muscles.
Upon seeing this, the Shuishu Beast couldn’t help but snort with excitement. “Pff!”
Two jets of air burst out from its orifice.
Compared to the urban legend version of Luxianbei, it actually preferred the human version of him, setting aside the aspects of power resonance. After all, he is a single girl that has been around for hundreds of years; isn’t it normal to like handsome young men?
Moreover, the current young man was only wearing a pair of thin shorts, showcasing his beautifully defined chest and abdominal muscles. Hearing the sound, Luxianbei was taken aback, suddenly turning to see the Shuishu Beast, his pupils slightly trembling, and he hurriedly covered his chest, “What the hell! Big Cousin, when did you come?!”
“How could you peek at me while bathing? That’s immoral behavior, don’t you know?” Big Cousin is truly a dog!
Literally a dog.
Just like a pet dog at home, always sneaking a peek at you while you bathe or change clothes, Big Cousin often behaves similarly.
The Shuishu Beast didn’t speak; it wouldn’t speak, merely squinting at Luxianbei with a series of exaggerated facial expressions. “…”
d*mn, my old man didn’t set up a marriage contract between Big Cousin and me, did he?
As this thought crossed his mind, Luxianbei quickly shook his head, trying to rid himself of this strange idea.
Ever since he learned from Zhang Hainan that his father secretly set up a large number of marriage contracts for him, everything now looks like a marriage candidate.
A few days ago, he was even squatting at the back door of Qing Hui Hall, staring at the legendary wishing stone with a spirit, pondering for a long time. He almost asked Huasang to tie him up as bait to seduce the Old Turtle in Cold Pond.
He was completely losing his mind.
“Woosh—!”
Accompanied by a slight sound of wind, a coat flew from the rocks on the shore, wrapping around his body. Luxianbei rubbed his slightly throbbing temples and earnestly told the Shuishu Beast, “Big Cousin, you are my cousin; this isn’t possible. It would produce a child with a disability, do you understand?”
In response, the Shuishu Beast rolled its eyes at Luxianbei and let out a noise filled with disdain. Almost implying, “I just like looking at handsome guys; I don’t want to do anything to you.”
In fact, the Shuishu Beast also had its own criteria for partners. In its dreams, one day, a handsome and strong thunder qilin would descend on colorful thunder clouds to marry it.
Was I almost extinguished by a dog just now? Luxianbei remained expressionless, silently sighed, “Alright! But, since you’re here, can you help me out?”
As he spoke, Luxianbei walked to the shore and strapped on the tools and materials he had prepared for summoning spirits.
“Big Cousin, you know this area of Zhenwu Mountain better than I do; you must know some deserted places. Can you take me there?”
The Shuishu Beast tilted its large head, unmoved. Weren’t you just complaining about me being here?
Luxianbei fell silent for a few seconds and expressionlessly pulled out three spicy strips from his pocket, offering them to the Shuishu Beast’s mouth.
The Shuishu Beast’s gaze dropped, glancing at the spicy strips, it “slurped” them up and began chewing, turning around to shake its electric b*tt at Luxianbei.
Come on! Sister will take you flying!
Seeing this, Luxianbei hesitated briefly, then skillfully climbed onto the back of the Shuishu Beast, sitting steadily, then gently patted the Shuishu Beast’s neck and said, “Let’s go, Big Cousin!”
Thus, with a long whinny, the iron hooves thundered, and the Shuishu Beast galloped with Luxianbei deep into Zhenwu Mountain. Bathed in the fierce wind, Luxianbei’s gaze condensed slightly, and his heart unconsciously began to race.
Zhang Shuo,
Let me see what secrets you have that Solang Pema doesn’t know! Luxianbei thought.
