Character ID: Chen Xiaoyan
Level: 28
Health: 6600
Cultivation: Mortal Shedding (Increases percentage damage against those with lower cultivation) Next level: Spirit Enlightenment (Requires 5000 Aura)
Title: [Tianxiang Eldest Disciple]
Aura: 1950
Fragrance Intent: 2050
Cultivation Methods: Fragrance Intent Formula I, Moon Shadow Steps.
Skills: [Spring Breeze Lead], [Tianxiang: Bathed in Rain and Light], [Tianxiang: Wind-Returning Umbrella], [Tianxiang: Umbrella Dance Healing]
Equipment: Tianxiang Sect Novice Set, Spring Breeze Umbrella.
Looking at her character interface, Chen Xiaoyan felt more and more dissatisfied as she stared at the equipment column.
Fine, she had to go get a set of equipment.
The novice set provided no attribute bonuses at all; it was basically useless. It was fine to wear while inside the sect, but it was best to switch to a set of clothing with attributes when fighting outside.
After finishing her meditation and practicing the Fragrance Intent Formula in the small courtyard with the other three women, Chen Xiaoyan immediately sent private messages to Mu Qingxue and Liu Yue.
They both replied almost instantly.
Liu Yue: Tianxiang equipment? I’ll ask around in the guild.
Mu Qingxue: I’ve already been looking for you myself, but I’ve only received one piece so far. Do you want to come take a look?
Chen Xiaoyan’s eyes lit up, and she quickly replied to Mu Qingxue.
Chen Xiaoyan: Okay, where are you? Shushan?
Mu Qingxue: Yeah.
Mu Qingxue: I’ll be there soon.
Afterward, Chen Xiaoyan sent another reply to Liu Yue, telling her not to worry, and then teleported to Shushan alone.
The girls in the room heard the sound of the teleportation. When they opened their eyes, the meditation mat was already empty.
“Wow—this Sister Xiaoyan ran off by herself again.” Chongchong ground her teeth and shook her fist.
“Where Sister Xiaoyan goes isn’t something we can control anyway.” Yilian Youmeng shrugged slightly.
“Chongchong, what happened yesterday?”
Hearing those words, Chongchong instantly looked at Xianyun with a dark gaze. “What do you want to know?”
Xianyun noticed her unfriendly expression, but she still gritted her teeth and asked.
“How did the Boss get hurt?”
No matter how annoyed Chongchong was, she didn’t hide Chen Xiaoyan’s situation.
“An accident. She hit her head.”
“Is it serious?”
“It felt pretty serious, but… forget it, let’s not talk about that. Have any of you noticed anything wrong with yourselves in reality?”
“Does becoming prettier count?” Yilian Youmeng leaned in with a grinning face.
“Hmm?” Chongchong glared at her, signaling her not to mess around.
“You were the one who asked if anything was wrong, but then you glare at me when I answer.” Yilian Youmeng pouted, feeling a bit wronged.
Xianyun nodded. “A little bit.”
“Is it that injuries heal faster than other people’s?” Chongchong raised the corners of her mouth proudly.
Xianyun looked at her in surprise. “You too?”
“Not just you, all of us, including Sister Xiaoyan.”
Xianyun was stunned. She thought she was the only exception, but she didn’t expect so many people to be the same. Was there a possibility that all Tianxiang players had this strange ability?
“Hey, hey, what are you two talking about? I don’t understand at all.” Yilian Youmeng was completely confused by their conversation.
“Log off, take a knife and cut yourself, and then you’ll know what we’re talking about.” Chongchong crossed her arms and revealed a mischievous smile.
“Hmph, if you don’t want to say, then don’t.” Yilian Youmeng waved her hand and rolled her eyes.
Only an idiot would use a knife to self-harm.
Xianyun furrowed her brows and sat in deep thought for a long time before looking up at Chongchong.
“Is it because of the game?”
Chongchong shook her head and replied, “I don’t know, but I heard Sister Xiaoyan say it is.”
“From the very beginning, Sister Xiaoyan and I felt this game was off. It’s too real—excessively real.”
“But we can revive infinitely. If it wasn’t a game, how could we not die?” Xianyun immediately pointed out the most critical point.
Chongchong couldn’t answer that question either.
“I’m not sure, but whatever. As long as Sister Xiaoyan doesn’t quit the game, I won’t quit. What’s there to be afraid of?”
Chongchong’s bold declaration seemed to infect Xianyun. The trace of worry in her heart instantly vanished.
That’s right, she isn’t afraid and is playing the game as usual, so why am I worrying so much?
“Hey, hey, hey, you guys are going too far. What secret is this? Why aren’t you including me in the discussion?” Yilian Youmeng protested with great dissatisfaction.
“Log off and cut yourself once, then we’ll discuss it.” Chongchong didn’t want to deal with her and gave a casual brush-off.
Yilian Youmeng got a bit angry. Why did she keep repeating that sentence?
“Why don’t you cut yourself?”
“I already did.”
“Uh…” Yilian Youmeng fell silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Chen Xiaoyan: Chongchong, do you need equipment?
At that moment, Chen Xiaoyan’s private message suddenly popped up. Chongchong quickly opened the chat interface.
Chongchong: ?
Chen Xiaoyan: Tianxiang equipment. I’m with Qingxue right now. It feels pretty good, a minor top-tier item. Want to come take a look?
Chongchong: Did you pay? (Blood-stained Dagger)
Chen Xiaoyan: No, why?
Chongchong: Pay for it. I’ll cover the cost.
Chen Xiaoyan: …
After closing the chat interface, Chongchong’s expression was a bit ugly. Was that woman going to use an “equipment offensive” again?
How was she supposed to respond?
After thinking it over, Chongchong only had one method: to buy items at high prices on the world channel. But that would definitely be a net loss, and her wallet might not be able to handle it.
If only she had a guild like the Xueyan Pavilion, that would be great.
***
Shushan, New Disciple’s Happy Courtyard.
Chen Xiaoyan silently closed the chat interface and looked down at the ring in her hand. She fell silent.
Could this girl be jealous of little Sister Qingxue?
Yeah, that must be it.
“What’s wrong? Not satisfied?” Mu Qingxue appeared silently beside Chen Xiaoyan, watching her with a smile plastered across her face.
“No.”
“Then why do you have such a long face?”
“Sigh.” Chen Xiaoyan sighed, not explaining clearly. “Qingxue, how much is this ring?”
Mu Qingxue’s smile vanished instantly. Her expression turned stern, and her eyes grew deep as she stared at her quietly.
“Xiaoyan, do we still need to talk about money between us?”
“I think we should.” Chen Xiaoyan averted her eyes and shrank her neck, her tone sounding extremely guilty.
“I didn’t hear that. Could you say it again?” Mu Qingxue leaned in, turning her ear toward Chen Xiaoyan.
“Um…” Chen Xiaoyan said nothing and kept her mouth shut. She knew that if she spoke now, there would definitely be no good outcome.
“Silent?”
“……”
“Silence means you agree.”
“……”
“That’s more like it.” The corners of Mu Qingxue’s mouth curled into an arc, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
Then, she placed her right hand on Chen Xiaoyan’s shoulder and let her finger slide across her small face.
“Xiaoyan, tell me, is that little brat better, or me?”
As that ice-cold finger slid across her cheek, Chen Xiaoyan’s entire body froze instantly. Her breathing gradually became hurried.
“Qingxue, don’t be like this.” She tried to resist the throbbing in her heart.
“Be like what?”
Mu Qingxue’s finger became increasingly bold, slowly sliding down from the cheek, past the neck, until it reached the collarbone. Further down was the…
Chen Xiaoyan snapped back to her senses and hurriedly took a step back.
Seeing Chen Xiaoyan’s reaction, Mu Qingxue closed her eyes and smiled slightly, her eyes filled with disappointment. In just a fleeting moment, she recovered her composure and said with a laugh, “Alright, I won’t tease you anymore. The reason you suddenly want to pay is because of that little influencer, isn’t it?”