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At the call of Nameless, Ouyang Zixin woke up and said: “You can enter my meditation.” ——Master, of Nameless Existence and your spirit, Sea of Consciousness are all consistent, and although Nameless can enter your meditation, it will never pose any danger to you. Well, I trust you won't do me any harm. Ouyang Zixin looked around carefully, and this is where the tunnel entrance was when she entered Peach Blossom Spring. But at this time, there was no trace left on the ground. ——Master, this secret realm Nameless seems very familiar, but I can’t remember anything. Since Nameless recognized Ouyang Zixin as her master, she has communicated with her directly through Mind. He can know what Ouyang Zixin thinks at the first time, and conversely, Ouyang Zixin can also feel what Nameless thinks. Don't worry, the memory you just recovered, this secret realm is not dangerous to me for the time being. Ouyang Zixin comforted. After getting Ouyang Zixin's understanding, Nameless stopped talking and became quiet. Three days of meditation made Ouyang Zixin feel a little weak in his limbs. He took advantage of this time to pick up Mysterious Energy and walk around the whole body, and then he felt a lot more comfortable.
Nameless, my Mysterious Energy seems to have thickened quite a bit.
——Master, after you accepted Nameless, Nameless's cultivation can be utilized by you. Right now, you are still inexperienced, but once you become proficient, your progress in cultivation will surely be rapid.
Really? There’s this benefit?
Ouyang Zixin felt secretly pleased; it turned out that the story of the old man with the white beard had truly come to pass for him. Nameless may not look like much, but that level of cultivation is no joke.
In the future, all of it can be used for himself, and becoming a master is just around the corner.
——Master, who is the old man with the white beard?
Uh...
“Ahem, that’s just a legend; don’t ask too much about it.” Ouyang Zixin certainly wouldn’t tell Nameless that he regarded him as some kind of martial arts manual he had inherited.
Speaking of which, ever since encountering Nameless, this fellow seems to really enjoy asking questions and is full of curiosity about good phrases and sentences.
Ouyang Zixin wondered if he had taken in a curious little one?
——Master, good...
“That, Nameless, I’ll explain what curious little one means later.” Ouyang Zixin quickly stopped Nameless's questioning, tidied up his appearance a bit, and re-tied his ponytail.
“That, Nameless,” Ouyang Zixin called out to Nameless.
——Master, Nameless is here.
"Do you know everything I think? Do you know everything I do?" To be honest, if that were the case, Ouyang Zixin would feel a bit uncomfortable.
——If the Master does not wish it, Nameless will not appear unless summoned. You can also sever our connection.
"It's not that I don't like it; it's just a bit awkward. Give me some time to adjust." Upon hearing this, Ouyang Zixin realized that it was possible to cut off the connection, which meant that she wouldn't have to feel like she was being watched all the time.
——Master, if you are in danger, Nameless can forcibly break through even if not summoned to protect your safety.
"Okay, then I'll rely on you." Ouyang Zixin said lightly.
Feeling much lighter all over, Ouyang Zixin surged forward for dozens of miles without even panting; her combat power had clearly increased.
A gray mist enveloped the surroundings. This stage of cultivation had taken Ouyang Zixin nearly twenty years. Now with Nameless and the six Azure Wood, it was time to move on to the next stage of her training.
Having made up her mind, Ouyang Zixin wasted no time and set off immediately.
She dashed along the way, taking only necessary breaks for rest and meals, hardly stopping at all. With Nameless and Azure Wood, there was no need to waste time hunting Mystical Beasts for food; it was like having a high-level butler.
It took Ouyang Zixin about two months to break free from the gray area and enter a land surrounded by mountains.
"It really makes one want to climb high and see far, to overlook all the small mountains." Looking up at the towering peaks, each higher than the last, shrouded in shadows beyond her sight, it made her curious to explore further.
——Master, to overlook all the small mountains is...
"Ha ha, you've been lured out again. I almost forgot how much you enjoy these ancient poems." Although Ouyang Zixin was still not quite used to Nameless speaking in her mind, she couldn't bring herself to sever their connection.
Except at certain necessary times.
"Listen carefully, this poem is called 'Wang Yue,' and it goes like this," Ouyang Zixin cleared her throat and recited passionately: "How does Mount Tai stand? The green of Qi Lu is yet to fade. Nature's wonders are exquisite, the yin and yang divide dusk and dawn. Clouds rise from my chest, as returning birds fly into my eyes. I will scale the peak and overlook all the mountains as mere hills."
As she recited, Ouyang Zixin leaped onto one of the not-so-short peaks, gazing far into the distance. Though she was a woman, she embodied the spirit and ambition of "I will scale the peak and overlook all the mountains as mere hills."
—A great talent indeed.
Nameless was always in awe of the poetry that flowed from Ouyang Zixin's lips, feeling genuine admiration for her as a master.
"Nameless, with your innate gifts, why do you enjoy such sentimental poetry?" This was something Ouyang Zixin had never understood.
—Master, how can poetry that is grand and ambitious or filled with boundless emotion be considered sentimental?
Since following Ouyang Zixin, Nameless had become much more lively and adapted quickly to the various terms she used.
"I dare not claim to be a great talent; I have become quite skilled at borrowing from others," Ouyang Zixin chuckled self-deprecatingly. To satisfy Nameless's curiosity, she had indeed borrowed many masterpieces from great poets.
—Master, what does borrowing mean?
Nameless had heard Ouyang Zixin refer to herself this way several times, but she never explained what borrowing meant.
"Ah, Nameless, when the day comes that you realize my so-called great talent is merely stolen, you won't admire me so much anymore." Ouyang Zixin laughed heartily. Although Nameless had exceptional abilities, his thoughts were like a blank slate; in just a few short months, he had already been influenced quite a bit by her.
——Master, you are being too modest. No matter what, Nameless will remain loyal to you, even if you are a thief.
“Cough, cough... you've learned bad habits.” Ouyang Zixin choked slightly and scolded.
Standing against the wind, Ouyang Zixin closed her eyes, letting the breeze lift her long hair, a ponytail swaying freely behind her, feeling quite at ease.
The air here was exceptionally clear, no longer a gray haze. Ouyang Zixin took a deep breath and then spoke again: “Nameless, I need you to help me leave this secret realm as soon as possible. Can you do that?”
——Master, Nameless will certainly do everything in its power.
Nodding, Ouyang Zixin's clothes fluttered as she fell into thought.
Perhaps today’s climb had stirred memories of her time at the border of Exiled Nation, living in the house of Rong Yi. There too were mountains stretching endlessly, people she cared about, and her parents far away in the imperial capital.
Though she had Nameless by her side now, she still felt alone.
She missed home.
She needed to cultivate quickly; she wanted to get out!
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