# Chapter 1: Actually, I’m a Director
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Inside the Cold Wind Cave,
Lin Nan had just returned to her true form from Little Musashi’s character card and felt like this trip was totally worth it.
After laboring hard to direct Little Musashi’s grand farewell event, she earned over twenty thousand cold values!
On top of that, thanks to Little Musashi’s monster-slaying spree at Mirror Mountain and her life-and-d*ath duel with the Black Bear Monster, she jumped from level 20 to level 25.
And guess what? She unlocked the silver-level lottery draw!
The haul could not be considered meager.
Aside from the numerical gains, not only did Little Musashi gain fame, but even the Extermination of Immortals organization left an impressive mark on the onlookers, including those from White Feather City, hitting nearly a hundred percent recognition among the player base.
Though the current Extermination of Immortals had only two members besides her as the nominal big boss, one was Little Musashi, who had just bitten the dust.
【Little Musashi’s current life count: 2.】
She figured there might be a suitable chance to revive her later, a nice little thank you to all the fans who adored her.
Right now, everything seemed to be going swimmingly.
As her level increased, so did her cold values, meaning she could draw higher-level character cards in greater quantities.
The thought of being able to stay behind the scenes, commanding her little minions to fight battles without risking her own life filled her with dark delight.
Plus, since Cold Wind City seemed to be running smoothly under her direction with no signs of any expansion, her plan for survival was inching closer to her ideal scenario.
As for the male character she left in the care of Heavenly Sword Sect, she couldn’t worry about him right now.
For the time being, he could be seen as a spy buried deep in Heavenly Sword Sect, occasionally probing the higher-ups’ movements. As long as he didn’t target the Cold Moon Witch, everything was negotiable.
After all, she currently had plenty of cold values to draw more character cards.
And with her ample supply of cold values, she planned to dive into the cave where the Evil Incarnation of the Monster King was once held to look for clues.
Better to leave the male character to probe for complex dangers than risk the lousy system snatching permissions from both of them if he got into trouble.
In short, she still had to keep an eye on the male character; after all, if Luo Ying got herself drunk, she certainly didn’t want the male character trailing behind her to end up regretting it.
Lin Nan wanted to draw character cards right away,
But then it hit her; she still had a wave of opportunities to earn more cold values. Why not save it up for a ten-draw extravaganza? Who knows, she might hit the SSR jackpot.
Two days later,
Though Strong Brother and the others had their coordinates from before the parting with Little Musashi, they found themselves deep in the Chaos Forest, miles away from Thousand Bird City.
To make things even more thrilling, they had to trek on foot and occasionally butted heads with roaming little demons.
The fact they managed to reach the scene in just two days was already a testament to their top-tier player speed.
Ironically, their original goal was to snatch Little Musashi’s remains.
By the time they arrived, they’d be munching on cold leftovers.
The battlefield where Little Musashi fought the Black Bear Monster was a sight—a hundred-meter radius littered with shattered towering trees and wilted branches, leaving only the freshly erected grave looking somewhat tidy.
When Strong Brother laid eyes on the tombstone, he immediately collapsed to his knees, overflowing with tears.
Cold Little Rain covered her mouth, her eyes glistening.
The other players stood in solemn silence, their eyes misty.
Strong Brother initially wanted to gain fame for his livestream by taking Little Musashi as his master.
But after everything Little Musashi had done for him, he felt unworthy of that title, wishing he had approached the apprenticeship with a purer heart instead of tainting her kindness.
From the moment Little Musashi passed, he had told himself—this wasn’t just a game; it was another chapter of his life.
As long as he entered Asking Dao, he was Little Musashi’s disciple, unwavering to the end.
The only regret was that his time with her was too short, and to feel her essence again, he’d have to revisit the old livestream videos.
Despite the most daunting challenges, the courage she instilled in him was the most precious legacy she left behind.
He would protect that spirit as fiercely as he would his own life.
He wouldn’t let Little Musashi down.
All the players could witness it.
Besides, he had one more thing to do—avenge his master.
But given his current strength, facing White Feather City would be like throwing eggs at rocks.
So, he resolved to improve himself and make haste to contact the Extermination of Immortals to inform them of Little Musashi’s tragic fate.
If he could enlist their help quickly to achieve his revenge, that would be the icing on the cake.
But in this vast Asking Dao Continent, how would they find any trace of the Extermination of Immortals?
Ever since the Cold Moon Witch, the leader of Extermination of Immortals, made a fleeting appearance at Heavenly Sword Sect, no one had a clue where she disappeared to, as if she’d vanished into thin air.
But no matter what,
No matter how long the journey or how perilous the path, he would keep pushing forward,
Because he was Little Musashi’s disciple,
And he absolutely wouldn’t allow himself to give up halfway.
Cold Little Rain understood that Strong Brother was truly resolute; otherwise, his livestream name wouldn’t have changed to “Vow to Avenge Master Little Musashi! Success or d*ath!”
However, they were currently deep in the Chaos Forest, and as if blessed by the heavens, they hadn’t encountered any real cave monsters; at most, they had a minor scuffle with a little demon patrol, which wisely retreated once they hit other territories.
If they lingered too long, attracting any monsters would lead to a tough battle for the players, and worst of all, they might even endanger Little Musashi’s grave—a disaster they could not afford.
“Let’s go, Strong Brother,” Cold Little Rain urged.
Strong Brother understood her worries all too well; he bowed his head heavily in preparation to rise.
He knew leaving his master all alone in the Chaos Forest was not filial, but they had no better options now.
They even worried about disturbing Little Musashi, who was peacefully resting below.
Just then, a robed swordsman silently appeared before them.
Everyone was taken aback.
They were deep in the Chaos Forest, and apart from monsters, they hadn’t encountered another human.
They had laid out secret sentinels outside, ready to intercept any demon patrols.
But unexpectedly,
A simply dressed, sharp-eyed middle-aged man appeared out of nowhere like a ghost.
“Clang, clang, clang!”
Everyone hastily drew their weapons, nervously eyeing the uninvited guest.
Before they understood this person’s origin, they couldn’t let their guard down.
The middle-aged swordsman’s expression was unreadable, “What? Her subordinate died, and this lord comes to pay respects, and I need your permission?”
【Cold Value from Sky Void Academy’s Strong Brother +312】
【Cold Value from Flowerless Palace’s Cold Little Rain +291】
【Cold Value from Thousand Bird City’s Li Da +256】
【Cold Value from Thousand Bird City’s Qian San +179】
……
Everyone was stunned, eyes darting toward Strong Brother.
He hurriedly retracted his weapon and approached the swordsman, bowing, “May I ask for your name? I am Little Musashi’s disciple, Little Qiang.”
The swordsman frowned at him, “Little Musashi’s disciple? Little Musashi died because of your lot of worthless losers and you dare to climb onto my pedestal? How ridiculous!”
