Chapter 168: Yihua players cried

The imagined pain did not arrive as expected.

After Chen Xiaoyan quickly got out of bed and washed up, she ate a bit of breakfast, then put on her helmet and lay nervously on the bed.

When I see Shen Qingqing later, how should I explain my disappearance over the last two days?

She thought about it seriously.

Before long, Chen Xiaoyan gave up.

Whatever, I’ll deal with it once I’m in the game.

I don’t even know if she’s happy or angry right now; at worst, I’ll just play it by ear when the time comes.

With that thought, she entered the game.

Opening her eyes, she looked at the familiar courtyard on the mountainside. The refreshing air carried a hint of peach blossom fragrance.

Chen Xiaoyan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, enjoying it immensely.

Tianxiang Sect, I’m back after two days.

She happily teased the peach blossom tree in the courtyard before immediately using Moon Shadow Steps to rush toward the square.

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Tianxin Mountain Square.

The place was bustling with noise.

There were players from other sects who had teleported over for sightseeing, as well as local Tianxiang players.

It had been over a month since Fairyland opened its servers, and almost everyone knew the importance of the essential dungeon companion, the Fairyland Giant Panda.

They all wanted to come to Tianxin Mountain to try their luck. If they could encounter and get to know a Tianxiang player, running dungeons in the future would be much easier.

For a time, the area around the Tianxin Mountain teleportation array was crowded with players from other sects.

Someone was even singing to the Tianxiang players.

“Girl across from me, look over here, look over here, look over here. My team is wonderful, please don’t ignore me~” This singing, poured out with such emotion, only resulted in a Tianxiang player rolling her eyes.

Are you sick in the head?

The Shushan player who was singing was instantly petrified on the spot.

This immediately caused many people around to burst into laughter.

“Haha, is everyone from Shushan this talented?” a Shence player said while clutching his stomach and laughing.

“Don’t group us together, I seriously suspect this guy stole those clothes,” a Shushan player said, covering his face in embarrassment.

“Who would want to pretend to be from Brokeback Mountain?” a Yihua player said with a disdainful smile.

The words of this Yihua player instantly drew the angry glares of the surrounding Shushan players.

“Dammit, who are you calling Brokeback Mountain?”

“How does someone from Leech Palace have the nerve to talk?”

Leech Palace—to counter the nickname Brokeback Mountain, Shushan players had specifically given Yihua Palace a nickname to draw heat. It meant they were a gathering hub for leeches.

They couldn’t do anything right.

No damage, no healing, and no defense. Weren’t they just total leeches?

“Leech your grandfather! Yihua is a support class. Support! How many times do we have to say it before you deaf idiots hear us?” the Yihua player shouted in rage.

“Oh, look at him, he’s getting worked up!”

“What’s a leech getting worked up for? Did we hit a sore spot?”

Facing the cold mockery of the Shushan crowd, the Yihua player’s face turned red with anger. He wished he could go up and duel this group of Brokeback Mountain bastards.

But he didn’t dare.

According to the strength of Yihua’s skills, their damage couldn’t even compare to Shaolin or Shenquan.

Let alone Shushan, the Fairyland DPS Leader.

He couldn’t win a one-on-one, and if it turned into a group fight, he’d probably be sent back to his sect for free within a second.

Among the eight major sects, only Tianxiang seemed easy to bully.

But anyone who wanted to lay a hand on a Fairyland Giant Panda was truly like the Old Star of Longevity drinking arsenic—tired of living.

If only Fairyland had an official staff.

Otherwise, this large group of Yihua players would definitely demand the officials buff Yihua Palace.

Sigh, whatever.

He finally understood why others from his sect were unwilling to come to Tianxin Mountain.

This was a place of heartbreak for Yihua.

It was too depressing.

Calling my Yihua a leech?

Again!

Tianxiang are the true leeches, okay?

Besides healing, what else can they do?

Unlike us, we have healing, shields, damage, and control. Such a perfect support, yet these people are obsessed with the puny Tianxiang.

Dammit, they really have no brains at all.

Filled with resentment, the Yihua player clicked the map teleport and left Tianxin Mountain.

Maybe he would come back in the future, or maybe he never would.

After a while, the Yihua incident was just a small interlude that other players didn’t care about.

They continued trying to strike up conversations with Tianxiang players.

Since they weren’t disciples of this sect, they couldn’t enter the core areas. They could only wander around the square near the teleportation array.

They let almost no passing Tianxiang player go by.

Liu Fufeng leaned against the wall at the edge of the square, holding a Fist Manual and reading it with great interest.

This Fist Manual was something Xiao Fangzi had secretly given her. It could be considered a secret technique of the Shenquan Sect, something that couldn’t be found even if one looked for it.

While reading, she was also multitasking, keeping an eye on the group of players from other sects in the square.

It was just a pity.

After waiting for a long time, she hadn’t found a single opportunity to practice.

“They’re here! The National Beauty Team is here!” a player suddenly roared with excitement.

“Dammit, you scoundrel! Why are you shouting so loud?”

“What is the National Beauty Team? Are there any big shots who know?”

“I heard it’s a team established by the big shot Chongchong. I’m not entirely sure about the details.”

“I’m from Xueyan Pavilion, I know about this. Everyone in the National Beauty Team is a big shot. People like Chen Xiaoyan, Chongchong, and Xianyun are all in this team.”

“Holy crap, a god-tier lineup? I want to join too!”

“Forget it, they only recruit Tianxiang players.”

“Hey, hey, you from Xueyan Pavilion, did you forget Yilian Youmeng?”

“Yilian Youmeng? Is she a big shot? I haven’t seen her name in a Dungeon First Clear Announcement.”

Yilian Youmeng, who had just arrived with Chongchong and the others, immediately became dissatisfied upon hearing those words.

She was just about to lose her temper.

But when she thought of her mere few hundred points of spiritual energy, her anger vanished instantly.

Hmph!

I will definitely become a big shot in the future.

Chen Xiaoyan stepped onto the square and was taken aback by the sea of people before her.

Good grief, there were at least a thousand people here.

Why did people from other sects run over to Tianxiang for no reason?

“Sister Xiaoyan!!!” Chongchong saw her from afar and jumped up in the crowd, waving at her excitedly.

Bouncing up and down, she looked very cute.

Chen Xiaoyan didn’t think much of it and walked over, asking as soon as she arrived, “What’s going on? There weren’t this many people before.”

“Who knows? Ignore them. Sister Xiaoyan, you haven’t been online for two days. The other players in the sect have quite a lot of resentment toward you,” Chongchong said with a mischievous smile.

“Uh,” Chen Xiaoyan was speechless.

“Don’t listen to Sister Chongchong’s nonsense. Sister Xiaoyan, they don’t have a problem with you, but with Shen Qingqing,” Yilian Youmeng explained.

“They have a problem with Shen Qingqing?” Chen Xiaoyan was slightly surprised.

“Yeah, they think Shen Qingqing is intentionally not posting quests.”

“Huh?”

“That’s so ridiculous?”

“That’s just the way it is,” Yilian Youmeng shrugged.

“Where did you get that news? I clearly heard that they have a problem with Sister Xiaoyan,” Chongchong argued.

“Then Sister Chongchong probably ran into the Qingfeng Girls,” Yilian Youmeng said with a bitter smile.

The Qingfeng Girls—Chen Xiaoyan knew about this fan circle. it was a fan group formed by fans of Shen Qingqing and Liu Fufeng.

It had already appeared back when the game forums still existed.

Xianyun and Yilian Youmeng, these two girls, used to be members themselves.

She didn’t know if they had left the circle by now.

“Big Sis, I heard from Chongchong that you were injured yesterday?” At that moment, Xianyun, who was behind the two, suddenly asked.

As soon as she said this, Chongchong and Yilian Youmeng instantly went silent.