There's Something Wrong With This Account-Chapter 320 - : 320, I am a Great Cultivator

Chapter 320: 320, I am a Great Cultivator

“Nine Lives Cat?” Lu Xun paused slightly.

He had heard the term before.

Modern people attribute many explanations to it, one of which being cats’ strong survival skills. They can jump from great heights without injury and have many other unique and magical abilities. Thus, the saying developed that cats have nine lives, symbolizing their difficulty to perish.

Of course, this is a fantasy world.

So, a Nine Lives Cat might indeed have nine lives.

“Fourth Senior Sister, do you have nine tails then?” Lu Xun jested with a grin.

“How could that be possible! I’m not from the fox tribe, where would I get so many tails?” Mao Nanbei shot back.

Then, she sternly warned, “I caution you, don’t go focusing on my tail. That’s a ‘no touch’ area!”

“Alright, alright, I wouldn’t dare.” Lu Xun responded with a smile.

Meanwhile in his mind,” You didn’t mention it, but now you have, I want to touch it even more.”

Unfortunately, he did not possess the terrifying power of his Second Senior Sister to break through Mao Nanbei’s transformation.

Oh, what a pity!

After a little regret at his circumstances, he didn’t delve further into the subject.

About an hour later, Ai Qing’s voice resonated from afar.

“Lin Chan, failed to clear the challenge, ranked fifty-ninth.”

“Not bad at all!” Lu Xun laughed and began to announce the rewards.

“Indeed, not bad, she has not disgraced our Demon Sect, hmph!” Mao Nanbei responded.

Ji Li had just reached the second realm, just fulfilling the minimum requirement to enter the replica.

Even so, she had made it to the leaderboard. That in itself was an impressive feat.

Lin Chan sat off to the side, secretly noting her smiling master’s response. “Performing well within ‘Moon in the Well’ can earn Master’s praise.”

She resolved to dedicate her upcoming days to cultivation, striving for a good score when her turn to face ‘Moon in the Well’ came around.

About a minute later, Ji Li was transported out of the replica.

She looked around and immediately broke into a trot towards Lu Xun, who was sitting off at a distance.

Watching her trotting towards him had Lu Xun quite amused.

“Which level did you reach?” He asked.

“The third level, but I did not pass.” Ji Li responded earnestly.

“That’s great, you did a great job.” Lu Xun praised.

Due to the presence of others, Ji Li simply responded with a sweet smile.

If it had been just the two of them, not only would she have hopped with joy, she might even have spun a circle in glee.

Thankfully since she was a grown woman, she understood the importance of being composed in public and only shook her invisible tail at Lu Xun.

Looking at Ji Li, Lu Xun asked: “Did you have any insights from the challenge? Need some quiet time to digest it all?”

Ji Li nodded, showing no intention of hiding her needs.

With her talents, it was impossible to gain nothing from traversing ‘Moon in the Well’.

She believed that it wouldn’t take long for her to make significant progress in Sword Dao.

“Alright then, let’s head out,” declared Lu Xun.

Following this, he bid goodbye to the Guardian Ai Jiang and disciples from the two Sword Sects, a warm smile as ever on his face.

Wumu City is a small city in West State. Lu Xun found a quiet inn there where he, Ji Li, and others settled in.

Ji Li probably needed to secede for a few days to train, this would give Lu Xun ample time to harvest and exploit the locals of West State.

Since arriving in West State, he had been far too busy to properly meet the amusing players of West State.

He scanned the gaming forum and noticed multiple threads about White Emperor from the players of West State.

“The White Emperor promised to come to West State, did he bail on us?”

“White Emperor, white pigeon, hard to tell them apart, coo coo coo!”

“Begging the White Emperor to show himself! That guy who posted claiming he’d livestream eating shit if the White Emperor came to the West State has become quite arrogant recently. Counting on the White Emperor not showing up, he’s been mouthing off on the forums, even raising the stakes from eating shit for one day to eating shit for three days. He’s completely off the rails!”

Lu Xun read these posts, chuckled slightly, but also felt a slight sense of urgency in his heart.

That’s because the players leveled up quite quickly. The low-tier skills he bought could only be popular for a short period of time, and it would not be long before they’re outdated.

Although the costs he paid up front were already earned back with interest, how could Lu Xun, with his dark heart, think it was enough?

Lu Xun activated the Illusion Technique [At Will] and quickly transformed into the guise of the White Emperor.

His [Charm] attribute was now at 3 points, making the use of [At Will] feel more easy and natural.

Even those who were much more advanced in their cultivation may not be able to see through his illusion!

After finalizing his preparations, Lu Xun quickly set off for the outskirts of the city.

He then picked a spot crowded with players and arrived casually.

“Hey! That’s an NPC over there, and he looks handsome from the back,” a female player said.

“Holy shit! It’s the White Emperor!” a burly player said loudly.

“What! It truly is the White Emperor! Let’s go!”

With startled gasps prompt out, a group of players soon flocked in front of Lu Xun.

Many players posted the White Emperor’s coordinates on the forum, and many players would probably rush over immediately after seeing the post.

What followed was the usual routine.

A jar of spiritual wine in exchange for learning a new skill.

Aside from gaining a massive amount of experience points, Lu Xun could also transport the spiritual wine from West State back to the Eastern Region for sale.

We don’t produce wine; we’re merely the carriers of the spiritual wine.

In West State, Sword Cultivators are the majority, most players would choose to learn sword skills.

The reasons are straightforward. Most of the sects in West State are Sword Sects, and those who insist on practicing knife skills in a Sword Sect are not non-existent, but they are in the minority after all.

Therefore, the group of players surrounding Lu Xun all carry a sword, some long, some short, some thick, some thin, some stiff, some flexible, all of various kinds.

Lu Xun was in a hurry when he left today, and he didn’t arrive to “sheer the sheep” until the afternoon, looking at the sunset, he decided to call it a day.

He still had cooking to do!

In Chef Lu’s eyes, throwing food is a necessary job.

The ridiculous players lined up in a long queue, most likely more orderly in the game than they would be in real life.

Lu Xun, now appearing as a middle-aged scholar, said, “That’s enough for today, this old man will return tomorrow.”

“Huh?” The players who didn’t get their turn were almost ready to cough up blood.

There was suddenly a commotion at the scene.

This was like a scene where an idol was signing autographs for fans, and planned to leave after a while, and where the fans who didn’t get an autograph fiercely tried to push forward to stop the idol.

Looking at the players closing in on him, Lu Xun said:

“Back off!”

Then he directed the power of the little sword in his Sword Heart to the swords of these Sword Cultivators, sending their swords flying.

The next moment, a large number of players felt a force converge on them, pulling them backward in a vigorous retreat that stunned them back several steps!

That power left them helpless!

By the time they recovered, the White Emperor had vanished.

The players looked at each other with confused expressions.

Just by saying two words, he managed to repulse so many people?

How did he do it?

Soon, many of the more astute players came up with a pretty solid guess:

The White Emperor must be a Great Cultivator!

The White Emperor must be a Great Cultivator above the Fifth Boundary!

(Second update, asking for monthly tickets…)