Chapter 221: Waking Up the Player
Song Jiulai simply smiled.
If Fu Lanze knew that she didn’t know the Old Sect Master at all.
This identity was obtained through smuggling, she probably wouldn’t think so.
Fortunately, Fu Lanze had no intention of reminiscing with Song Jiulai.
She raised her hand, and something appeared in her palm.
It was a small sachet embroidered with a small blade of grass.
However, the sachet’s cloth was rough, and the stitches were crooked, as if made by a novice.
Moreover, cultivators generally wouldn’t have such sachets; they looked like something a mortal would make.
Fu Lanze said softly, “This was given to me by him, and now I have fulfilled my promise.”
Song Jiulai was slightly confused, “Senior, what do you mean?”
“This was originally given to me by your Old Sect Master, who asked me to find someone for him. I have now found some clues about the person, so this item naturally needs to be returned to the Longevity Sect.”
Song Jiulai: “…”
But why give it to me?
What use is it to me!!
While she was bewildered, Fu Lanze said, “Your Old Sect Master has been searching for his family’s whereabouts for many years. He didn’t come to the Myriad Immortal Sect through normal channels back then; he just came out of a Secret Realm and could never go back. Later, I met him by chance, and when I was about to travel the world, he gave me this. The person he was looking for is now in the Extreme Saint Sect.”
Fu Lanze saw that Song Jiulai probably didn’t know and added, “It’s your Old Sect Master’s sister.”
Sister?
Song Jiulai was still a bit lost.
Even though she knew the Old Sect Master had a sister, then what?
Fu Lanze then stated her true purpose: “I am about to return to Thousand Ridge Pond and will not come out for a hundred years. Perhaps, if you take this sachet, you can give it to the Old Sect Master’s sister when you meet her someday.”
Thousand Ridge Pond, that was the territory of the Spiritual God Sect.
So, she was passing the task on to Song Jiulai.
The key was that Song Jiulai couldn’t refuse.
Because this was the Old Sect Master’s relic.
Inheriting the Longevity Sect meant she was destined to be involved in some karma. If she didn’t accept this karma, it wouldn’t be good for her cultivation path.
It was like when Mu Qiu accepted Xue Ru’s relic.
Song Jiulai reached out and took it, not refusing, “Senior, where is the Old Sect Master’s sister in the Extreme Saint Sect?”
For Fu Lanze to be able to find such a place, it was evident she was no ordinary cultivator.
“I could only find out that the person is in the Extreme Saint Sect. As for where, I don’t know. Her name is Liao Shilan.”
Liao Shilan?
Song Jiulai noted down the name.
Fu Lanze had brought the item, and clearly had no intention of staying, “The item has been returned, I will be leaving now.”
Song Jiulai maintained her ethereal persona, smiling at Fu Lanze, “Senior, thank you for bringing the Old Sect Master’s relic. Please take care.”
Fu Lanze nodded, but cast a strange glance at Song Jiulai as she left.
She felt that Song Jiulai’s aura was very weak.
But it shouldn’t be as she imagined.
If Song Jiulai was that weak, how could she have become the Sect Master of the Longevity Sect?
However, Fu Lanze didn’t ask further.
After Fu Lanze left, Song Jiulai remembered she hadn’t even asked for the other person’s name.
Nor had she introduced herself.
However, she didn’t mind and carefully examined the sachet.
Then she put it into the Sect Warehouse.
It was quite important, she didn’t want to lose it by accident.
She was just a little puzzled, “The Old Sect Master also had a sister who cultivated? What a pity that the siblings haven’t seen each other for so many years.”
System: “It seems we’ll have to make a trip to the Extreme Saint Sect sooner or later.”
Song Jiulai sighed, “Then I’ll start making puppets. After this batch of puppets is done, I’ll go to the Demon Cave—”
She hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said, “Why don’t I go to Longshuang Great Marsh instead? It’s only half a year until the Myriad Immortal Sect holds its disciple selection conference. Going to Longshuang Great Marsh would allow me to see the outside world, and it should also be beneficial for my cultivation.”
System: “You’re going with the Players?”
Song Jiulai shrugged, “It’s just a matter of changing faces. Last time I used Wang Abe, this time, this time I’ll be Li Agou.”
System: “No need to call yourself that, you’re quite dog-like.”
Song Jiulai: “…”
You damned system.
While Song Jiulai began working overtime to make puppets, both inside and outside the game, people were excited about the new quotas.
Meanwhile, Zhou Nüzi, after coming out of the Secret Realm and refining pills for a few days, discovered she had quite a talent for alchemy.
After leaving the Secret Realm, she immediately threw herself into the Pharmacy, rubbing her hands together in preparation for the new Players who would appear in a week.
Xue Yao and Shuang Xiahua, among others, formed an Artifact Refining Workshop. As for Beast Taming, due to space constraints, no one had joined yet, but it was already in the planning stages.
Only with Han Tian, the group had been severely taught a lesson.
Han Tian had a Purple Spiritual Root, his talent wasn’t bad to begin with.
Relying on the System’s Golden Finger, his advancement path had been quite smooth.
But unfortunately, he hadn’t experienced much hardship even in the Late Qi Condensation Stage.
And he had only just entered the Late Qi Condensation Stage!
The opponents he faced were also Purple Spiritual Roots.
He had won some matches, but was still taught a lesson by people from other Sects.
The match results were out: they bought three Magic Treasures, but couldn’t even get into a match against the disciples of the Guanhai Sect.
The Players were stunned.
This was completely different from the original script!
Wasn’t this match supposed to be a training Instance for them?
Damn it!
How could three of them be eliminated in the preliminaries?
The key was that Han Tian and the others didn’t lose inexplicably. He should have known the consequences after failing to defeat Mu Qiu…
They purely lost due to a lack of combat experience.
Fighting Demonic Beasts often was one thing, but Demonic Beasts were so stupid, unlike agile humans.
These disciples had been training in Yunzhou for over a decade, their combat experience was far beyond what Players could match.
They couldn’t cheat by popping pills either, so their loss was not unjust.
Han Tian was doing a bit better, at least he won two rounds.
An Xiu won one round.
Honghuang and Zhang Sheng sat at the same table—both eliminated in the first round.
Honghuang was so angry he was jumping, “So the Magic Treasures were all for nothing.”
What was the use of having good Magic Treasures if they couldn’t even defeat their opponents!
He felt wronged, “When have I ever suffered such pain in a game?! This broken game!”
An Xiu: “Why don’t you quit （ and stop playing the game ）.”
Honghuang: “…I was just kidding, can’t I vent a little?”
An Xiu glanced at him, “Didn’t you say this was a bad game?”
Honghuang chuckled and started making excuses for the game again, “After all, the realism is 100%, and our Spiritual Roots are also average…”
Although they were also Purple Spiritual Roots, they had barely qualified.
They couldn’t even compare to Han Tian.
The main thing was that they were bold and willing to fight.
Han Tian felt even worse, pinching his nose, “Good thing I turned off the live broadcast at the end.”
Losing the match was one thing, but if netizens saw them being mocked by two disciples from the Fierce Eagle Sect, they would have no face left.
The Fierce Eagle Sect disciples’ mockery wasn’t unfounded. Fearing a comeback, Han Tian had held back during the match.
As soon as Han Tian and the others lost, they were booed on the spot.
It was enough to make one’s blood boil!
