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The smile on Lu Xun’s face sent chills down Mao Nanbei’s spine.

She never thought that without suppressing Lu Xun’s cultivation base, his single sword would put her in a disadvantage.

Although she had underestimated him, she still felt a sense of despair.

According to the bet, she had to revert back to her form as a small black cat and leap into his arms, allowing his hands to do as they pleased.

“Ahhhh! It’s so embarrassing!” Mao Nanbei was ready to flee.

However, her intent to escape was immediately seen through by her second senior sister.

As the referee for the second cat and dog war in the Small Study in the back hill, Gu Xiaoman decided to uphold justice.

She calmly waved her Daoist robe, and Mao Nanbei was bound by a gentle force.

Mao Nanbei lowered her cat ears and accepted her fate…

Her body floated upwards and drifted towards her second senior sister.

Her senior sister lifted her slender index finger, gently poked Mao Nanbei’s forehead, and broke her transformation spell.

Then, she lifted her finger slightly, sending the little black cat flying towards Lu Xun.

The smile on Lu Xun’s face turned increasingly grotesque as the small black cat floated towards him.

Although he was still exhausted, his spirits were high!

Today, I, Lu Xun, will finally cherish the black cat!

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Thus, Lu Xun’s little test after his return to the mountain concluded.

Having used the “One Sword” technique once, Lu Xun now had a firm grasp of it.

Clearly, not fighting Ji Li and Lin Chan in his uncle’s garden was a very wise decision.

Otherwise, the ones being transported back to the back hill might have been the corpses of these two girls.

Everyone left the bamboo forest and returned to the Small Study on the mountaintop. Mao Nanbei jumped onto the window in a puff of smoke, dove into her room, and firmly closed the window.

She was eager to take a shower!

“I must wash a few more times, several times indeed!”

Even at this moment, Mao Nan Bei could still faintly feel the sensation of those godforsaken hands on her.

It felt so comfortable that she almost let out a “meow”!

“Luckily, I have strong-will,” Mao Nan Bei quietly praised herself.

…

Time in the back hill always flies by quickly.

Night fell quickly. Although Lu Xun had won the competition, he cooked an extra two dishes specifically for Mao Nanbei and made her a small dessert.

The little girl was very satisfied, feeling that she hadn’t lost, but had participated in a fair trade.

After dinner, the professor still made tea.

Actually, among the people in the back hill, Lu Xun was not sure if the third senior brother liked to drink tea, but among the people present, only Lu Xun and the professor were tea lovers.

Previously, Lu Xun thought that the professor was very skilled in tea, but now after tasting it again, he felt that the professor’s level was no match for the teapot in his uncle’s yard.

Of course, if the tea brewed by the professor could also increase experience points, Lu Xun would be willing to drink it every day.

The professor seemingly saw right through Lu Xun’s thoughts and said, “The tea leaves in your uncle’s teapot are rare, and you won’t see them again. The one you drank may already be the last pot, so stop dreaming.”

Hearing his words, Lu Xun quickly lowered his head to drink the tea, hiding his embarrassment at being seen through.

While drinking, Lu Xun thought for a moment, and then asked a question that he had wanted to ask but had forgotten after returning to the mountain:

“Professor, where did the third senior brother go?”

The third senior brother, Zhuge Lai Fu, had been sent down the mountain by the professor long ago, but Lu Xun had no idea what he was doing.

In theory, with the third senior brother’s strength, he should have shone during the arrival of the Foreign Race.

If he had participated in the battle, the players would certainly post about him on the forums.

Despite not being as popular as Lu Xun, Zhuge Lai Fu had the title of “Talisman Emperor Demon”, so players still paid attention to him.

The professor twirled the small teacup in his hand and said softly, “Ah, the third one… I sent him to fetch something. If we count the days, it should be tonight.”

Hearing the professor’s words, Lu Xun didn’t quite understand what he was talking about.

But from this, it seemed that the third senior brother might be going to do something remarkable.

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Heavenly Dust Continent, Ink Sea.

It was currently nighttime, with the moon and stars sparse. The water of the Ink Sea was inherently black, as if endless ink was spreading in the sea, blending into the night.

Legend has it that in ancient times the Ink Sea was not this color but was no different from ordinary seawater.

Only after the ancient catastrophe did the Ink Sea turn into its current state.

At this moment, a burly figure was flying over the Ink Sea.

His skin was rough and dark, not unlike that of a farmer who had worked in the fields all year round.

As for his looks… he possessed the kind of ugliness that the professor was fond of.

This person was Zhuge Lai Fu, the back mountain’s third senior brother, nicknamed the “Talisman Emperor Demon” by the players.

At present, there was a semi-transparent white talisman paper floating beside Zhuge Lai Fu, concealing his body and aura.

This was a “Stealth Symbol”, which functioned similarly to the invisibility spell.

To have the ability to go invisible is a dream many people have!

By Zhuge Lai Fu’s capabilities, concealing his aura was not a difficult task. With the addition of the “Stealth Symbol”, unless a powerful cultivator at the ninth level was present, no one would be able to sense his presence.

He flew to a certain location and then hovered in the air, as if waiting for something.

Time passed second by second, and after about the time it took for an incense stick to burn, ripples appeared on the surface of the sea.

If you looked closely, you could see that there was a giant black snake roaming the surface of the Ink Sea.

The size of the snake was astonishing, comparable to a flood dragon!

On the head of the giant snake, sat an old man.

His head was full of silver hair, his body skin and bones, and he was blind in one eye.

Oddly enough, his other eye was clear and bright, unlike the turbid eyes of an ordinary old man.

— Foreign Race, Junior Priest!

This seemingly near-death figure was actually not even twenty years old yet.

There was no excess power inside him, he had no cultivation base.

If he were to fight with anyone, any ordinary farmer on the Heavenly Dust Continent, wielding only a kitchen knife, could take his head.

Zhuge Lai Fu descended the mountain this time, following the professor’s instructions to wait for him at this location at this time.

In theory, neither the giant snake under the Junior Priest’s feet, which was comparable to a peak cultivator at the sixth level, nor he himself should be capable of sensing Zhuge Lai Fu’s presence.

However, he tapped the head of the giant snake with his finger, indicating it to stop here.

Then, the weathered young man raised his head, looked at the sky with his single eye, and said softly:

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

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