Wu Gao and Wu Shang had joined the Divine Strategy Mansion, becoming new disciples.
They immediately had someone bring this news back to Muxiang Village.
The entire village erupted upon hearing the news. Every household banged gongs and beat drums, preparing a feast to celebrate.
Muxiang Village had produced immortal masters—two, at that.
This was the glory of Muxiang Village.
The villagers grinned from ear to ear, going around and telling everyone how the Wu Family brothers had accomplished this. With all those beaming faces, someone who didn’t know better would think it was their own sons.
The whole village was celebrating, brimming with joy.
Of course, except for the Wu Family.
Now, only Wu Su, a middle-aged woman, was left at home. When she heard that her two sons had successfully entered the sect and become immortal masters—
In that moment, she was overjoyed, and felt proud of them.
But after a while, the excitement faded, and a deep loneliness took root in her heart.
And a kind of worry.
She was afraid that she might never see her sons again.
Meanwhile, at the Divine Strategy Mansion.
The Wu Gao and Wu Shang brothers were cultivating with great diligence. Especially Wu Shang, who seemed like a martial fanatic, throwing himself into training as if his life depended on it.
Aside from eating and sleeping, he spent all his time cultivating.
But today, Wu Shang unexpectedly didn’t rush off to train. Instead, he came to the small courtyard next door where Wu Gao was, and happened to see his Elder Brother practicing with his spear in the yard.
“Elder Brother, what kind of sect is Wushuang Tower?”
Wu Gao put down his spear and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
“Wushuang Tower? Never heard of it. Probably just some obscure little sect.”
“Why are you asking about that?” he said, then kicked the stone stool beside him.
The stone stool flipped several times in the air before landing steadily in front of Wu Shang.
Wu Shang wasn’t surprised at all and sat down directly.
“Some of the senior brothers have been hinting that I should join Wushuang Tower these past few days. I don’t know what kind of sect it is, so I haven’t given them an answer yet. But they’re being pretty insistent.”
“Little Brother, those senior brothers helped us. If it weren’t for them, the two of us wouldn’t have joined the sect so smoothly.”
“Elder Brother, do you mean we should join Wushuang Tower?”
Wu Gao nodded and continued, “Yes, let’s join. Consider it repaying a favor.”
Wu Shang frowned slightly, clearly hesitant.
“But we don’t know what kind of place Wushuang Tower is. What if…”
“Little Brother, as sect disciples, Wushuang Tower couldn’t possibly be an evil sect. Relax.” Wu Gao patted him on the shoulder.
“Alright, I’ll listen to you, Elder Brother.”
Wu Shang didn’t really want to join any Wushuang Tower. He only wanted to focus on cultivating, to grow stronger, so that… so that he could go see her at Tianxiang Sect.
But since they owed a favor, it was hard to refuse outright.
Forget it, let’s join. At least I’ll get to see what kind of place this Wushuang Tower really is.
A new day, a new beginning.
Chen Xiaoyan had been taking attendance for four days straight now.
Tomorrow was the sect-wide tournament that Shen Qingqing had mentioned.
This wasn’t just one sect’s event—it would be held by the entire sect at once.
Chen Xiaoyan already knew the tournament’s content from Shen Qingqing. It didn’t seem challenging at all.
This tournament’s champion was guaranteed to be hers.
Unless some NPC decided to join in.
Every day, as soon as she logged in, Chen Xiaoyan’s first task was to go to the Tianxin Pavilion’s backyard to greet Shen Qingqing and clock in.
Then, she’d find some excuse to slip away.
Who knew if Shen Qingqing was doing it on purpose, but over four days, Chen Xiaoyan had run into her in the water pool three times.
Wearing nothing but an undergarment, her spring scenery almost fully exposed.
Damn! Isn’t this just tempting me to commit a crime?
Shen Qingqing really doesn’t treat me as an outsider.
“Come on, soak in the water a bit longer, it’s good for your health.” Seeing Chen Xiaoyan enter, Shen Qingqing lay at the edge of the pool, beckoning her with a charming look.
Her soaked undergarments clung to her delicate body, showing off her figure perfectly.
…Ellipsis.
Chen Xiaoyan didn’t dare look directly.
Even as a girl, she couldn’t handle such a seductive scene.
“Shen-jie, this disciple won’t come down today, I still have other matters to attend to.”
“In such a hurry?” A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Shen Qingqing’s eyes.
“Yes, this disciple will come keep Shen-jie company another day.”
“Alright, but I have one condition.”
Chen Xiaoyan froze for a moment. Was she about to suggest some unreasonable demand again?
“From now on, you don’t need to call yourself ‘disciple.’ At least, not when no one else is around.”
“Okay, I’ll take my leave then, Shen-jie.” Changing a form of address was nothing—she wouldn’t object.
Shen Qingqing gave a barely noticeable smile and waved her off, signaling she could go.
After leaving the Tianxin Pavilion.
Chen Xiaoyan immediately contacted Chongchong.
[Chen Xiaoyan: Little cutie, meet at Wudang Mountain]
[Chongchong: Little cutie received!]
Two days ago, Liu Yue had specifically led them to activate the Teleportation Array there.
Now, it only took three seconds to teleport.
Aside from the Tianxiang Sect, which forbade men from entering, the other sects had no such rules, so people could come and go as they pleased.
As the Teleportation Array kept flashing with light, players appeared one after another.
Most of them were here just to check in and enjoy the scenery.
They’d already grown tired of the sights around their own sects, so they came here for a change of pace.
Wudang Mountain was famous not only in the game, but also in reality.
So players were curious.
“So this is Wudang Mountain? Doesn’t seem all that special.”
“Yeah, I thought we’d get a chance to walk on clouds, but nope. Disappointing.”
“Dream on, True Martial Sect aren’t immortals. You’ve read too many novels.”
“By the way, is True Martial Sect’s ancestor really the True Martial Great Emperor?”
“…………”
“Hey, what’s with those looks? I was just making a joke, not being stupid.”
Chen Xiaoyan stepped out of the Teleportation Array and glanced at the other players in different outfits. She was already used to it.
“Huh, that girl isn’t here yet?” She looked around but didn’t see any sign of Chongchong.
She’d only just messaged her, and even arrived a minute later herself.
[Chen Xiaoyan: Where are you?]
One minute…
Three minutes…
Ten minutes…
[Chen Xiaoyan: If you don’t answer soon, I’m leaving you behind]
[Chongchong: I’m coming, I’m coming!]
Half a minute later.
She finally rushed out of the Teleportation Array, her little face flushed and pink.
Chen Xiaoyan folded her arms and smiled, lips curled. “What’s up, Xiaoyan Little Sister, you took over ten minutes to get here.”
“It’s nothing.” Chongchong’s gaze drifted away, as if she couldn’t meet Chen Xiaoyan’s eyes.
“If it’s nothing, why did it take so long?” Chen Xiaoyan asked, suspicious.
“Aiya, Xiaoyan-jie, let’s hurry and find Xiaoyue.”
Chongchong’s ‘Xiaoyue’ sounded even more intimate than before, which made Chen Xiaoyan even more suspicious. She never used to call her that so sweetly.
She’d already noticed something was off with this girl since earlier—definitely up to something.
“Are you sure it’s nothing?”
“Really nothing, let’s go!”
Chen Xiaoyan pursed her lips but didn’t press further. Out of habit, she turned her left wrist toward Chongchong.
But Chongchong seemed lost in thought and didn’t notice the gesture.
She was still savoring that intoxicating feeling from earlier.
She never thought this game would… would even have that kind of sensation. It was amazing.
If it was with Xiaoyan-jie, would it be even more wonderful?
Thinking of this, Chongchong secretly glanced at Chen Xiaoyan beside her.