Chapter 224, [Restless Night] (Requests monthly tickets and rmendation tickets on Monday)


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    True to its reputation, The Three Thousand Mountains were indeed a gathering spot for new yers. The number of gamers showing up was immense. As far as the eyes could see, it was like a lush field of leeks, vigorously shooting up, eagerly waiting for Lu Xun’s scythe.


    Lu Xun surveyed the yers standing in front of him. He couldn’t spot many professional yers from his past life among them.


    After all, elite yers always have ambitions. While the Three Thousand Mountain Area was indeed filled with a multitude of sects, these were mostly smaller ones. It seemed smooth sailing at first as they easily learned new cultivation techniques and skills, but it was not conducive to long-term development.


    Therefore, the majority of elite yers would give up on The Three Thousand Mountains in favor of looking for opportunities within the territory of greater sects.


    They’d aplish the novice tasks, save enough travel expenses, and aim for the embrace of the Great Sects.


    While they may waste a bit of time initially andg somewhat behind others, it hardly matters. After all, the middle andter stages of the game are more crucial.


    And that’s why Lu Xun had no qualms about preaching these worthless, fancy techniques.


    He put a limit on the yers; each could only learn one special-effect skill which cost a bit over a thousand experience points.


    A thousand-something experience points may seem a lot, but in the grand scope of a gamer’s life, it’s a mere drop in the ocean.


    And considering a regr meme gamer’s temperament, they always manage to waste experience points in all kinds of bizarre ways.


    Many are experts in transforming themselves from being absolutely noobs to being absolutely sh noobs.


    Rather than them messing around, why not let me profit from it? Win-win!


    Looking at the heartfelt smiles and the cockiness on their faces after mastering a skill, Lu Xun felt that he was truly benefiting everyone. He swung his scythe with even more vigor.


    This doubles the happiness, don’t you think?


    As posts unting their new skills blew up in online forums, more and more Three Thousand Mountain yers came to Lu Xun to learn special-effect skills.


    Lu Xun was making a fortune—just like that, he’d easily earned several hundred thousand experience points.


    Combined with his leftovers, his total experience points had already reached half a million!


    “I’ve earned enough to level up again.” Lu Xun thought to himself.


    But he was in no hurry. He decided to fully exploit all the useful NPCs in the Three Thousand Mountain Area before he would level up to 20 in one go for maximum satisfaction!


    “The Three Thousand Mountain market is bigger than I thought!” Lu Xun mused in surprise.


    As an idol in “Heavenly Dust,” he interacted with his massive fan base daily, for three whole days.


    White Emperor received praises from the gamers once again, and they swarmed around him like a bunch of drooling dogs.


    It seemed he was always the one leading trends and directions.


    At night, returning to the inn with bags full of loot, Lu Xun found Ji Li waiting for him.


    Ji Li had initially been waiting for him in the inn, but eventually, she fell asleep.


    She was propped half on the low table, causing a noticeable squeeze in certain ces.


    That’s quite something!


    Lu Xun nced once before looking away and observing the moon outside the window.


    Such a round moon!


    Ji Li woke up to the noises, blinking herself awake. Her position made certain ces ache fromying down for too long. Still groggy, she rubbed the difort away.


    That’s too much!


    Once she realized Lu Xun had returned, her hand motions slowed, leading to a somewhat awkward pause.


    Seeing Ji Li’s flushed cheeks, Lu Xun coughed lightly, then exited the room to sit in the yard.


    He raised his head to look at the moon again.


    Such a soft moon!


    In three days, Lu Xun had earned over two million experience points.


    It’s hard to imagine that so many yers woulde to learn special-effect skills.


    No wonder many gamepanies could make a killing just by selling skins. Many of these skins didn’t even boost attributes. They were merely aesthetically pleasing and cool-looking.


    Lu Xun poured all of his experience points into his character level, raising it to 20. He was now in the state of Great Perfection within the Initial Realm!


    “Even if I fight with Ye Sui’an now and even if he doesn’t suppress his cultivation, I am confident of winning against him.” Lu Xun said in his heart.


    He felt like he could defeat 1.5 Ye Sui’an.


    Ye Sui’an had already stepped into the second realm. Previously, when he was sparring with Lu Xun, he would suppress his cultivation at the same realm, otherwise, Lu Xun wouldn’t have won so easily every time.


    Ji Li looked at Lu Xun who had just reopened his eyes, she had just sensed that Lu Xun’s aura had improved, presumably he had made another breakthrough.


    “Lu Xun, what’s your current realm?” Ji Li asked curiously.


    “Initial Realm of Great Perfection.” Lu Xun replied with a slight smile.


    “Ah?” Ji Li felt like she was getting more and more left behind.


    I, after all, am a cultivator with the cultivation talent of 8 ripples, how is it that I can’t catch up with his pace?


    I heard that among Daopanions, dual cultivation is amon thing.


    It’s both a fight and a cultivation session.


    I’ve heard that it’s more effective if the strength is equally matched.


    If their cultivation base is simr, it’s optimal.


    Although Ji Li seems to have no such opportunity for now, she still needs to redouble her efforts, to enhance her cultivation base, she must be ready.


    I, Ji Li, am always ready!


    Under the high-shining big and white Ming Yue, in the Tianque Gate of the Three Thousand Mountains, the sect leader Mo Beipo was sitting in the main hall, seemingly meditating.


    In fact, he was pondering about the Anomalies.


    Because he was too short, sitting on the main seat, the chair seemed a bit too big.


    “Heavenly Dao Copse,” Mo Beipo mulled over this term, mixed feelings rose in his heart.


    Throughout history, this kind of extraordinary phenomenon was unprecedented and the emergence of anomalies would obviously change the entirendscape of the Heavenly Dust Continent.


    Previously, it has been said that the Tianque Gate used to be one of the major sects in the Three Thousand Mountain Area. The founder, Tianque Shangren, was a Seventh Realm Great Cultivator. Back then, the whole Three Thousand Mountains primarily revered the Tianque Gate.


    After Tianque Shangren, every generation of the Tianque Gate sect leaders have been striving to carry forward the Tianque Gate.


    Despite their consistent efforts, over time one thing has been proved – we really can’t.


    The Tianque Gate has been in decline, no longer regaining its former glory.


    Now let alone a Seventh Realm Great Cultivator, even him as the sect leader, has been stuck at the threshold of the Sixth Realm, unable to breakthrough.


    However, one good thing about the sessive leaders of the Tianque Gate is that they have a great mentality.


    A chicken may be a chicken, but it won’t be a salted fish!


    The dream of restoring the glory of the Tianque Gate, has been passed down from generation to generation.


    Though Mo Beipo may be ugly and short, looking as if he needed medicine like Big Lang, he always harbors ambitions and hopes.


    He was willing to do anything and make any sacrifices for the Tianque Gate!


    That’s why when Lu Xun appeared, he was so obsequious in front of such a young man.


    Since arge number of anomalies have appeared in the Three Thousand Mountain Area, Mo Beipo had been contemting for several nights.


    He felt the opportunity hade, but also felt the need to be cautious, it’s best to observe for a few more days.


    There was a bell hanging around Mo Beipo’s waist. When he was thinking, he was ustomed to touching this bell.


    This bell was unusual. The wind didn’t ring it, and it wouldn’t sound even if people shook it forcefully.


    Even if Mo Beipo was doing strenuous exercises with it, it wouldn’t make any noise.


    It seemed as if it was broken.


    In fact, this bell was left by Tianque Shangren, and it was a symbol of the sect leader.


    And at this moment, this bell that has almost never made a sound suddenly rang out loud!