Xu Miao’s eyes were fixed on the figure in front of her. After a long while, she trembled as she said, “Qin Zhenhua…”
Qin Zhenhua turned around, a bright smile on his face. “I finally found you…”
He had only spoken half a sentence when Xu Miao threw herself into his arms without hesitation, bursting into tears.
Perhaps due to overwhelming emotion, she began to cough violently, thick blood flowing from her mouth.
Seeing this, Qin Zhenhua’s face showed anxiety. He quickly exchanged a pill from the store and put it into her mouth.
“Are you alright?”
Xu Miao shook her head slightly, lifted her misty eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her lips: “I’m very happy to see you.”
“I’ll take you back to Hua Xia Sect to heal right now.”
Xu Miao released Qin Zhenhua’s embrace, turned to help Fan Xiaomei up, and softly asked, “Xiaomei, are you alright?”
“I’m fine.” Fan Xiaomei shakily stood up, curiously observing Qin Zhenhua and Lin Ye.
Just then, someone quickly shot into the air, intending to escape the area.
Whoosh—
A cold light flashed, and the corpse split into two halves in the air, blood splattering everywhere.
“I advise everyone, don’t move recklessly.” Lin Ye’s eyes flickered with killing intent as he issued a warning.
Thump, someone knelt to the ground, and then the rest of the rogue cultivators and demonic beasts all knelt down.
“Please, two seniors, spare my life.”
“I didn’t lay a hand on them; they did it. Please, senior, let me live…”
“Wuwu…” Over a dozen demonic beasts also let out sounds of pleading.
Senior?
Lin Ye’s face showed a strange expression, and he suddenly remembered a meme from the internet.
In the cultivation world, there are only three titles: ant, fellow Daoist, senior.
This saying is truly fitting.
“Let’s go.”
Qin Zhenhua took Xu Miao and Fan Xiaomei and flew into the air.
Lin Ye glanced at everyone, then transformed into a streak of light and vanished from the spot.
As soon as the two left, the surviving crowd let out a long breath of relief.
“Rumor has it that Hua Xia Sect members are devils who kill without batting an eye. Seeing them today, the rumors are indeed true.”
“It’s too terrifying. I still can’t believe they actually let us go.”
“Presumably, they are also a type of evil cultivator, just like us; otherwise, how could they have let us go?”
As soon as the words fell, a playful voice sounded in everyone’s ears: “Wrong, I had no intention of letting you go; I was just toying with you.”
Crash, everyone stood up abruptly.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Streaks of sword energy suddenly appeared, and heads rolled to the ground.
...
The scorching sun blazed.
On the Hua Xia Sect plaza, a group of players were vigorously swinging their fists.
Next to the martial arts arena, two players were sparring.
Under the shade of a tree not far away, Fang Yuan lay in Meng Ke'er’s arms, a dogtail grass stalk in his mouth, humming an unknown tune.
“I am that universe-unrivaled handsome guy, Little Fang Yuan.”
“Mommy said I’m well-behaved, just a little bit yellow, a little bit violent.”
“My unique skill is the Five Poisons Slap-Ass Palm.”
“My invincible martial art is Ten Fingers Cover Twin Peaks.”
“Mmm hmm, mmm hmm, oh yeah, oh yeah…”
...
Meng Ke'er’s face was slightly red, and she quickly covered Fang Yuan’s mouth, shyly saying, “No more singing.”
Fang Yuan chuckled, about to lift his head for a kiss.
Just then, four figures descended from the sky, landing on the edge of the plaza.
Fang Yuan looked closely, then immediately stood up and rushed over.
“Fan Xiaomei!”
Fan Xiaomei was currently curiously surveying her surroundings with wide eyes when she suddenly heard a shout and quickly turned her head.
“Brother Fang Yuan!”
She incredibly opened her mouth wide, her eyes filled with tears, and she instantly threw herself into Fang Yuan’s arms.
“Now, no crying, okay?”
Fang Yuan released Fan Xiaomei from his embrace and continuously ruffled her hair.
“Xiaomei, why did it take you so long to come? Your Brother Fang Yuan waited until the flowers withered.”
“How about this, to express your apology, see if you have anything valuable on you and take it out to compensate Brother Fang Yuan’s wounded heart.”
Fan Xiaomei wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took out a few high-grade spirit stones from her embrace, and timidly handed them to Fang Yuan: “I used some, so this is all that’s left.”
“Mmm hmm, Xiaomei is the best behaved.”
Fang Yuan’s face lit up with joy, and just as he was about to take them, a whooshing sound suddenly came from his left.
“Atta!”
Thump—
Fang Yuan flew in a parabolic arc, splashing into a nearby lake.
“Xiaomei, your Brother Qin Hao missed you so much!”
Qin Hao’s face broke into a brilliant smile. He scooped up Fan Xiaomei and gave her a big kiss on the cheek.
Fan Xiaomei pushed against Qin Hao’s forehead and said awkwardly, “My face is dirty.”
Qin Hao originally wanted to continue teasing Fan Xiaomei, but seeing the bloodstains on her clothes, his eyes instantly turned cold.
“Who did it? Where’s the spirit sword I gave you?”
Hearing this, Fan Xiaomei lowered her head and said in a low voice, “Brother Qin Hao, I’m sorry. I couldn’t protect that spirit sword; it was taken by the enemy.”
Qin Hao’s eyes flashed with killing intent, then he smiled again, “It’s good that you’re alright. From now on, you’ll stay in Hua Xia Sect, so no one will dare to bully you again.”
“Mmm hmm.” Fan Xiaomei nodded vigorously.
...
On the other side, Qin Zhenhua originally intended to take Xu Miao to find Chu Huaian. After learning that the latter had gone to Ziwei Sect, he turned to the Scripture Pavilion to find Luo Xi.
Xu Miao’s injuries were quite complex. With Luo Xi’s help, her bodily functions had recovered, but to reconstruct her Golden Core and restore her cultivation, she still needed the aid of some heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Currently, there were no such items in the regular store; they would only be available in the advanced store, and they would require a vast amount of contribution points.
Qin Zhenhua could only wait for the store to upgrade and then diligently accumulate contribution points.
In the afternoon, Chu Huaian returned to the sect. He immediately buried several spiritual pulse under the sect and set up a massive Spirit Gathering Array.
In an instant, the sect was enveloped in spiritual mist, plants and trees grew rapidly, and vibrant flowers bloomed one after another, covering the entire sect.
Everyone was startled and gathered in the center of the plaza.
“What a grand gesture.” Lin Ting and Meng Ke'er murmured.
In addition, Chu Huaian also rewarded every player with a large amount of spirit stones and heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
As for whether the players used them to exchange for contribution points or for their own cultivation, Chu Huaian had no objections.
The players who received the rewards beamed with bright smiles.
In the evening, everyone held a grand bonfire party, singing and dancing, full of joy.
Chu Huaian sat on the lawn, quietly watching the playful crowd, drinking cup after cup of wine.
Fang Yuan and Sun Yiyi, arm in arm, staggered over to Chu Huaian, raised their cups, and shouted, “Come on, bottoms up! We’re not going home until we’re drunk tonight!”
Chu Huaian smiled and clinked cups with the two, downing his drink.
Beside him, Luo Xi’s face was flushed, holding Xia Ling in her arms, her head resting on Chu Huaian’s shoulder.
On the other side, Yun Xiang mumbled, closed her eyes, tilted her head, and directly fainted in Chu Huaian’s arms.
In the center, Singer Xu Yuan sang passionately, and a group of players held hands, continuously circling the bonfire.
After a night, the next morning.
Hua Xia Sect officially opened its gates, commencing the disciple recruitment ceremony.