Chapter 1 The Peculiarity of the Situation

Although the game's plot was developing in a very strange direction, it was gradually connecting the vast majority of players.

Though the connection was somewhat bizarre.

The disciples of Wan Jian Sect coming to Bibo Yao Mountain to build houses for them was utterly ridiculous!

Mingmei would swear that even if the entire Wan Jian Sect was obsessed with swords to the point of madness, and forging swords was practically free, willing to do anything to buy good materials for it, Mingmei felt that in reality, the disciples of Wan Jian Sect would absolutely not come to Bibo Yao Mountain to build houses for a few spirit stones.

There were also some private grievances involved.

In modern terms, Bibo Yao Mountain was full of delicate little fairies with somewhat pampered personalities, while Wan Jian Sect, from top to bottom, was a group of hardcore straight men, completely oblivious to romance, with completely different aesthetic tastes.

Similarly renowned for crafting weapons, Wan Jian Sect's swords were definitely of the gentlemanly, understated type, appearing simple and unadorned, but capable of unleashing devastating power.

When Mingmei left that world, eight of the top ten swords on the mainland were forged by Wan Jian Sect.

As for Bibo Yao Mountain's weapon crafting, they also dabbled in weapons, but focused more on exquisite and gorgeous designs. The red silk ribbon in Mingmei's hair was originally crafted by a certain sect leader of Bibo Yao Mountain, but Mingmei didn't know how it ended up in Mei Shi's hands without Bibo Yao Mountain ever asking for it back.

Watching Lu Xiaoyao and Charlie exchange information with the other Wan Jian Sect disciples who had been transported here, Mingmei also concealed her presence and stood in the nearby woods to eavesdrop, gathering information.

"Ah? Is the natural sword-forging furnace of your sect really unusable?" Lu Xiaoyao remembered that their sudden departure from Jingyun Mountain was due to the destruction of the sword pond in their sect. "It's been so long. Is it still unusable?"

"Yes, really. Our sect leader has been wearing a dark face every day. You don't know, but it's said that Extreme Yin Ice is very rare, and very few people possess it. The sect leader has even issued a reward, saying that anyone who provides information about the whereabouts of Extreme Yin Ice...

"Once the person responsible for destroying the sword pond is found, the one who makes the greatest contribution will receive a treasure-grade weapon directly, custom-made."

"Wow... that's a lot of spirit stones?" Lu Xiaoyao clicked her tongue in amazement, but then asked, "So, because you can't forge swords, you've switched to building houses?"

"Tsk! What are you thinking?" The Wan Jian Sect player rolled his eyes at Lu Xiaoyao and whispered, "The sect leader of Bibo Yao Mountain said that as long as we build them a sturdy, safe, and convenient kitchen for free, she'll tell us who she knows possesses Extreme Yin Ice."

"Whoa!"

Lu Xiaoyao opened her mouth wide, and Mingmei was also stunned. "How much compensation did Sect Leader Yuehua later ask for from my mom and Lianhua Temple after feeling that it was too embarrassing to ask for compensation from her disciples?"

[One hundred high-grade spirit stones.]

Mingmei took a breath. The number one hundred didn't seem like much, but if it was converted into low-grade spirit stones, that would be ten million low-grade spirit stones.

Based on the monthly spirit stone allowance that Lu Xiaoyao's disciples received, Lu Xiaoyao felt like she was in a state of "baaa baaa".

"If I'm living off the minimum disciple allowance, how many years would I have to eat?"

Lu Xiaoyao's eyes were vacant as she looked at the simple thatched houses being built by the Wan Jian Sect, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

Was this what it meant to profit from both sides with just a silver tongue and a powerful information network?

"The topic has drifted too far. Don't just talk about us. I've heard that you guys have had a really exciting few months!"

The Wan Jian Sect players had just arrived and didn't know as much about what was happening at Bibo Yao Mountain. The things that Lu Xiaoyao and the others had shared earlier were nothing compared to the fact that they had been investigating the destruction of the sword pond for months.

"Actually, I think the issue of the evil spirits that Lu Xiaoyao and the others have been pursuing for so long, with such a wide scope, is probably the main storyline.

"Do you think the things that the other sects encountered are also related to this evil spirit? Like how our eldest brother was possessed by an evil spirit..."

Charlie mentioned the death of their eldest brother, then fell silent for a moment and said, "I almost forgot that our temple has also been investigating the theft of the relic, but we haven't had any leads. Our eldest brother died too quickly and didn't mention the relic, so I don't know if there's any connection."

"It seems that you all have had problems within your sects. What happened on our side was outside the sect, in Linjing City, an affiliated city of Jingyun Mountain... At first, it was my brother who noticed something was wrong. Later, the evil spirit attacked Immortal Mei Shi; otherwise, it wouldn't have been exposed."

Listening to how the other sects seemed to have internal problems, Lu Xiaoyao suddenly wanted to show off a bit.

"The only one that's been fine is Bu Tian Sect, right?" The Wan Jian Sect player happened to know Su He from Bu Tian Sect, so he asked, "By the way, it's said that Bu Tian Sect has closed its mountain gate, and disciples aren't allowed to go down the mountain unless necessary. I haven't heard from Su He in a long time. Have you?"

"Don't you know?" Lu Xiaoyao looked at the player. "Su He died suddenly."

"How could that be?"

"It seems he used some forbidden technique. You know, aren't they good at divination? Zhen Po and I suspect that he wanted to take a shortcut and calculate the whereabouts of the Zerg, but he was punished."

...

"I really don't know how I died. I just delivered a meal to my junior brother, chatted with him for a while, and then went back. As for what happened on the way back, I don't remember..."

Su He was even more confused when talking about his death experience. "Anyway, it seems like when I regained consciousness, it was just before I died? Would that be considered a final flash of brilliance?"

Just seeing Su He's bloodless face when he recalled the scene before his death made her want to know what he had experienced.

Usually, they divined during the day, but at that time, he was disheveled, standing in the middle of the room, and as the divination was about to be completed, a chilling wind swept around him. That scene was definitely not suitable for divination.

Even if something good could be divined!

But at that point, he could no longer control himself!

By the time Su He realized that his actions might be suicidal, it was already too late!

He could only feel the world before his eyes suddenly covered with a blood-colored web, then torn into countless fragments.

At the same time, a needle-like pain in his eyes made him instinctively want to cry out, but instead, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with his severed tongue. Amid the tearing pain throughout his body, he faintly heard a voice—

[Senior brother, can you calculate when the Heavenly Dao will end?]