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The whole Three Realms is my network
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"Shuyao?"
"Hao ni ge Yun Zhen, de budao wo jiu wumei wo zongmen. Ni zhe zhong heixin jianxiu, guai bu de ni mei qian mei di mei nvren!"
Huo, yuanlai Yun Zhen changlao he wo xiaoyi haiyou yi duan qianchen wangshi ne.
I happily watched the show from the side.
I am a person with connections, relying on my wealthy and powerful father and well-connected mother to obtain the status of a closed-door disciple in the immortal cultivation world.
My master, when he was young, quickly rose through the ranks and fought monsters.
The entire cultivation world says he is a once-in-a-century genius in the way of the sword.
Oh, he still is now.
But he doesn't fight much anymore because he's been in a love-hate relationship with a troubled little white flower for many years and has no time to practice swordsmanship.
But his position remains unshakable, as if his strength is the benchmark of the Three Realms of Heaven. As for the woman he deeply loves, of course, he didn't admit to such a thing. Because of my nosy nature, I couldn't help but inquire about many rumors.
The most puzzling thing to me is that the woman is clearly a disciple of Hehuan Sect, so why do people keep calling her a "little white flower"?
When I was a child, I traveled with my uncle to the three realms, and the senior sister of Hehuan Sect was my mother's good friend. Although I am nearly a hundred years old, I consider myself well-traveled and knowledgeable.
People outside refer to Hehuan Sect disciples as "black-hearted lotus" or "man-eating flower." At the very least, she should be considered a cup of green tea.
I am curious to death and have wanted to inquire with Master several times. But he possesses both the ice and wind elemental roots, like a human-shaped refrigeration unit. Every time I get close, I feel like I'm freezing. If I accidentally meet his eyes, which are as cold as melting snow on a high mountain, I shiver straight away.
He doesn't even need to use magical tools. With just a random hand gesture, a gust of wind can throw me from the cultivation world into the Demon Abyss. I'm really scared, so I've never dared to speak up. Until today, when I calculated the days in my spare time.
This morning, after I had slept and eaten my fill, I took out the spiritual stones from the Qiankun bag to use as a way to calculate the years. I piled them into a small mountain, but still couldn't figure it out. I stopped the divine bird Bi Fang, which was hurrying to work.
Its mind is sharp, and after some investigation, it proved that my calculations were indeed wrong.
Sure enough, as my father said, bringing only one billion spiritual stones is sometimes not enough.
The distance from Master and the little white flower female lead,
It is the day when the Master crematorium opens,
It is the seventh day of the nine billion five hundred seventy-four million one hundred forty-four thousandth year of the cultivation world,
It has been two hundred ninety-nine years and three hundred thirty-five days.
In other words, there are exactly thirty days left until Master unleashes his wrath and destroys the world, forcing the Three Realms to bury the female lead with him.
Thirty days, I sigh.
Even the latest pills refined by Danxiu Laojun cannot be produced, which I had pre-ordered at a high price with spiritual stones.
I can't get enough of the human world's pastry shops, and I haven't finished seeing all the festive lanterns yet. I haven't even petted all the strange and fluffy little creatures in the magical world. And the vast Hehuan Sect, I was too shy at first and haven't properly explored it yet.
It's really a pity when I think about it now.
What should I do?
I'm really in a dilemma.
When I was eighteen, I actually met the female lead of "Little White Flower" once. She was wearing ankle bracelets made of pure gold on both feet, making a jingling sound as she walked, even thicker than the gold bangles on my Aunt Wang's arms, and felt strangely heavy. It was in the mortal world, and not long after she was taken away by another man dressed all in black, Master appeared at the entrance of the teahouse where I was listening to the opera.
The dark figure blocked the light at the door, and the performance on stage scared him away. He had a serious look on his face as he inquired about someone's whereabouts.
I could tell it was the nouveau riche woman from earlier, but she had already flown off with another man. I couldn't be bothered, so I watched as he ransacked the private rooms of the teahouse. I couldn't bear it and ended up giving the shopkeeper a token amount for the damages when I left.
After all, I didn't get to see the show, but I did witness quite a spectacle.
Later I heard about their legendary deeds, and I think these two are quite extraordinary. But is this the retribution for my laziness? If I had shown him the way in the beginning, he wouldn't have ended up in this situation today.
I spat out the melon seed husk from my mouth and stood up from the feather cushion that Bi Fang had given me.
No, I've made up my mind.
When I was young, my mother taught me, "People have to pay the price for their actions."
I know, now is the time for me to pay the price.
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