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The paper crane was flying in the sky. Lu Xun was resting and for the time being, Mao Nanbei was in control.

He had no idea, once, a proclaimed old master claimed that he could predict even the seventh realm’s cultivators with clarity, attempted to predict his future only to cough up blood from his own exertions.

Right now, Lu Xun just wanted to reach the Boundless Mountain region and complete the instance “Ghost’s Grief”. After that, he planned to complete the task set by his master.

With time to kill, Lu Xun logged back on to the forum to find some amusement.

After viewing three videos of cute girls dancing or acting cute and dozens of selfies posted by female netizens, Lu Xun’s gaze focused on a post.

It was a serial post.

Upon a careful read, his fingers started to tremble slightly.

“Who is it! Who used the ‘Purple Palace’ as material and wrote this trash literature set in the ‘Heavenly Dust’ universe?!”

Some people might not understand the meaning of ‘trash’. You might figure it out with the phonetics of the Chinese word.

Lu Xun felt as if his lungs were going to explode, he quickly typed in the reply column. Although he knew that he wouldn’t be able to submit the comments, it did not prevent him from venting.

After letting off some steam, the usually-gentle Lu Xun was feeling a little annoyed.

“Not being able to post and reply on the forum can be quite inconvenient at times,” he thought to himself.

Of course, he did indeed read the article thoroughly without missing a word.

The writing… wasn’t as bad as he expected.

Now, the paper crane was not far from the Far North. They had spent a considerable amount of time on this journey. Lin Chan had reached the stage of Great Perfection in the Qi Consumption Technique, and breakthrough into the Initial Realm was just around the corner.

Before descending from the mountain, the master had given Lin Chan another cultivation technique that suited her. Lu Xun didn’t know exactly what it was, but he expected it to be quite good.

To kill time and earn experience points, Lu Xun taught Lin Chan the “Ancient Water Array” and the “Pink Ink” during this period.

With the “Guide Mission”, he successfully managed to gain 12,000 points of experience, although there was no special item reward.

Now, he realized that he didn’t actually need to spend experience points to learn new skills because he could easily make a return by passing them on to Lin Chan!

It felt like he was a middleman, able to make a profit from the margin.

When Lin Chan uses “Pink Ink”, the protective shield is mainly pink, with a hint of blue. Unlike Lu Xun’s ink-colored shield.

A youthful girl using a pink and blue shield did seem rather attractive.

The first time Lin Chan had cast the shield, she probably liked it too, as a smile had appeared on her face.

Whether the defense is good or not is one thing, whether it looks good or not is another matter entirely.

It must be said, Lu Xun’s “Feeding Plan” had reaped the greatest returns at this moment.

Lin Chan was no longer the skinny, frail child he had first met. As Lu Xun looked at her, he would occasionally marvel, “My disciple is becoming more and more beautiful.”

The girl in my house is growing up.

Aah~ The pleasure of nurturing~ Ah~

At the same time, he became increasingly cautious of Ye Sui’an.

Such an excellent Little Chan, even someone as outstanding as Ye Sui’an, who was blessed by heaven, if tempted, was completely understandable.

But Scum Man Ye was a casanova. As a male world protagonist, he was surrounded by countless rotten peach blossoms, he had an extreme peach blossom luck.

In addition, he was simply an admirer of enlightenment, his swordsmanship aptitude was only 9, even his charisma was just 9…

-This person is absolutely not up to standard!

This man is no good!

If he ever harbors any ill intentions towards Little Chan, I will break his leg!

As Lu Xun lost in thought, the black cord on the sword sheath gently rubbed the back of his hand then pointed towards the opening of the sheath.

“Oh! I almost forgot, it’s time to infuse the sword Qi.”

Lu Xun infused today’s production of Sword Qi into the sheath’s opening, in one breath, releasing more than twenty strands.

Now, the storage of Sword Qi inside the sheath was nearly reaching the threshold of a thousand!

His ample supply of ammunition gave him a strong sense of security. Even if he faced a cultivator much stronger than him, he was confident that he could win by overwhelming them so completely that they would be reduced to nothing more than dust.

Time flies like an arrow; the sun and moon shuttle back and forth.

Days without showing off or gaining experience points always seem to fly by quickly.

Lu Xun and the others had already entered the far north.

Eagle Cliff Gorge, located in the northern part of the Heavenly Dust Continent, was within the territory of the Unchained Mountain, one of the three great Demon Sects.

The cliff was very steep and dangerous; from a distance, the top of the cliff looked somewhat like a hawk’s head.

There was a small stream on the cliff, with sweet-tasting water – perhaps you could earn some money by bottling it.

This was where the Unchained Mountain’s dungeon—the Ghost’s Grief—lay.

“We’ve flown for so long, but we’re finally here.” Lu Xun muttered to himself on his paper crane.

“Little Junior Brother, is this trial ground of the Unchained Mountain fun?” Mao Nanbei, looking at the cliff, asked excitedly.

“Fourth Senior Sister, I’ve never been here before. I just heard about this place the last time I went down the mountain. As for whether it’s fun or not, how would I know?” Lu Xun said, laughing.

Despite his words, he thought to himself: “Actually, it’s quite fun. I’ve only run through it five or six or maybe seven or eight times.”

In his previous life, his main character, the Explosive Temper Great Cane Hero, had come here to challenge himself. His later low-level characters also had some training experience here.

“Then I’ll go through it with you!” Mao Nanbei was clearly interested in the Ghost’s Grief.

“Fourth Senior Sister, the rules of this trial place stipulate that only cultivators in the third realm or below can enter for training. Wouldn’t it be bullying if Fourth Senior Sister, with her advanced cultivation, went to this kind of place?” Lu Xun laughed.

“That’s true.” The little kitten immediately felt quite proud of herself.

If her transformation hadn’t left her with only cat ears and no tail, she would probably be wagging her tail in pride right now.

Lu Xun turned his head to look at Lin Chan and said, “Little Chan can go in and challenge it.”

Lin Chan, blinking her eyes, looked at the strangely-shaped cliff. She seemed curious about where the trial place her teacher was talking about could be in the cliff.

“Then let’s go in.” Lu Xun said, guiding his paper crane to crash into the rock in the center of the cliff, which looked like a hawk’s claw.

In an instant, a ripple spread out around them. The hawk’s claw was just an illusion; the true entrance to the secret realm of the trial was behind it.

When they opened their eyes again, the scene had changed, and they had entered the cliff.

The disciples guarding the Unchained Mountain immediately approached to inquire.

The disciples of the Demon Sect stationed at Turtle’s Longevity were generally very enthusiastic—friendly to their fellow sect brothers and even more enthusiastic towards external cultivators.

After all…there was money to be made!

However, the disciples of the Unchained Mountain wore cold expressions, their faces grim, as if Lu Xun and company owed them money.

This wasn’t because they were unfriendly, but rather due to the Unchained Mountain’s cultivation technique.

Their entrance cultivation technique was similar to the Qi Consumption Technique—all techniques of the Demon Sect involved consuming nature’s spiritual energy.

The Unchained Mountain’s entrance technique had a unique trait—it gave cultivators a “poker face.”

Despite this side effect, the speed of cultivation was faster than that of the Qi Consumption Technique, and the amount of experience points needed for a player to level up was less.

Therefore, even though their enthusiasm could be heard in their voices, their faces remained cold and stern, giving off an odd sense of comicality.

Well… at least their words weren’t warm either.

Just as Lu Xun was about to reveal his high-profile identity to the Unchained Mountain’s disciple guards, to see their shocked expressions despite their cold faces, he heard a somewhat familiar voice.

The voice was laced with intense excitement, like that of a fanatic fan meeting a popular idol.

With giddy excitement the man shouted:

“Elder Lu!”