Chapter 426: 426, 【Second Sister vs Second Priest】
The bamboo forest on the back mountain of the Demon Sect is one of Lu Xun’s favorite places to hang out.

Whenever he arrived in the bamboo forest, he always felt a calming effect.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that this bamboo forest was just an ordinary bamboo forest.

The extraordinary thing was the Daoist nun who always sat deep within the forest.

It was not the bamboo forest that calmed the heart, but instead, one could be infected by the tranquility of the Daoist nun who sat there, contemplating the path of enlightenment.

Lu Xun exchanged a glance with his second senior sister across the distance. Her eyes were serene, like an undisturbed deep pool. Although she seemed cold, Lu Xun could feel a softness within.

In Lu Xun’s eyes, Gu Xiaoman, his second senior sister, was someone patient and calm.

Otherwise, Lu Xun would not dare to go to great lengths to make her talk every time they met…

As everyone knows, when a stutterer speaks, they get more anxious.

But the second senior sister didn’t.

Right now, Lu Xun was quite surprised; he never expected his second senior sister to appear here.

Ever since he joined the back mountain, his second senior sister sealed herself in the bamboo forest—drawn into her own world.

“It seems that the second senior sister has had a breakthrough?” Lu Xun mused, feeling happy for her.

It has been several years since he joined the back mountain. This also meant that his second senior sister has been meditating in the bamboo forest for several years.

This breakthrough was difficult, but it was finally made.

He was quite curious at this moment. What was her current power level?

Fortunately, he would know soon.

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The Knife Gang slashed by Mao Nanbei directly stopped the Second Priest in his tracks.

This slash could not hurt him, but it surprised him enough.

Because with his power, he actually could not perceive that someone had come to provide backup!

This was a very dangerous signal.

As a spell caster, he had the advantage of perception. However, before hearing the sound of the bell and seeing the Knife Gang, he had no awareness of anyone nearing him.

The second priestess glanced at the paper crane that was identical to the one owned by Lu Xun.

Now, he was positioned between the two paper cranes.

He deciphered Mao Nanbei’s power at a glance; the Sixth Realm Cultivator didn’t even rouse his interest.

However, this cat demon has a aura that also made him feel afraid. The power of this aura was one level higher than his.

“This should be from the legendary Great Saint of Monster Clan that no longer exists in Heavenly Dust Continent.” The Second Priest speculated in his heart.

What made him most vigilant was the woman behind this little girl, the woman in the black Daoist robe.

He sensed no aura of a cultivator in her, as if she were just an ordinary person, but a plain Daoist nun in a remote mountain Daoist temple.

But obviously, she was not.

This only proved, her power was very concealed.

The appearance of the second senior sister and Mao Nanbei drew the players’ attention almost instantaneously.

“Cat Lolita! Ah, I’m dead!”

“Ah Wei come out and die!”

“Ah! It’s Mao Nanbei! Mao Nanbei, the number one cute creature in Heavenly Dust!”

“Speaking of which… who is the Daoist nun behind Mao Nanbei? This Miss has such good temperament.”

“Yes, amazing temperament, she looks so elegant!”

The players began to speculate about the identity of Gu Xiaoman.

People like Mo Guanji could guess who the newcomer was at a glance.

“Is it Gu Xiaoman? This must be the rumored second senior sister from the back mountain?” Li Zuole said.

“I’ve heard mentioned from the deacons of the Demon Sect before, indeed she is a Daoist nun and has been secluded in the back mountain all these years,” Mo Guanji said.

In reality, regardless of whether they had guessed Gu Xiaoman’s identity, many players had already keenly started to record the gameplay.

Their instincts told them that the upcoming battle was definitely worth recording!

Lu Xiaoyu and Xiao Long Bao were amongst the main body of players, and together they looked to the paper crane in the distance.

“Wow! That little girl is so cute, she even has two cat ears on her head! Is she Mao Nanbei? She’s even cuter than she seemed on the forum!” Xiao Long Bao seemed a bit excited, like he had seen a super cute kitten in a pet shop.

Lu Xiaoyu’s eyes, on the other hand, were drawn to the second senior sister Gu Xiaoman.

She had never seen a woman of such a cold temperament. The strangest thing was that she exuded a trace of peace underneath the cold exterior.

“Is she also a Demon Sect NPC?” Lu Xiaoyu wondered in her heart.

At this moment, the second senior sister was sitting on the paper crane, slowly flying towards Lu Xun’s location.

The Second Priest didn’t utter a single word and directly made a move.

Time was not on his side. To be frank, he had to race against time.

After all, The Sword Qi is Near having fallen for his scheme could not be trapped there forever.

With the horrific speed of The Sword Qi is Near, as soon as it escapes from the formation, it wouldn’t take much longer to fly to his location.

Therefore, the Second Priest didn’t even plan to battle with the slender Daoist nun in front of him. His target was always Lu Xun.

Now he only wanted to capture Lu Xun and then flee immediately.

Moreover, as a spell caster, he was actually better at fighting while running.

After all, not every wizard is like Gandalf, who still likes to brawl despite his old age.

The Second Priest made his move. A firewall rose abruptly, stopping Gu Xiaoman in her tracks.

Then, with a flash of fire, he disappeared.

He could actually move within the flames!

On the other side, Lu Xun felt a surge of energy locking him in place, constricting his movements.

Just as he was about to struggle, a gentle breeze brushed past him.

This light wind was so soft, it instantly dissolved all his restraints.

A gentle force enveloped him, drawing him directly to the side of his senior sister.

The second priest tried to use fire to block him, but comically, despite the raging blaze, it extinguished like a candle in the wind.

This gentle breeze that came from an unknown origin could metaphorically blow out the endless flames with a single puff.

This left the second priest feeling helpless.

If he wanted to capture Lu Xun alive, it would prevent him from going all out. Because if he used his full strength, he could accidentally kill Lu Xun.

At this moment, if he didn’t fight seriously, the other party could effortlessly counter his moves, and he couldn’t grasp Lu Xun at all.

The second priest contemptuously glanced at Yi Xuan and his ragged wings behind him.

“The Supreme Lord’s adopted son is quite inferior compared to him,” he thought.

But no choice, considering the current situation, he could only fight appropriately against the slim Taoist nun while letting Yi Xuan to deal with Lu Xun.

“You go catch him,” the second priest said solemnly.

Sitting on the paper crane, Senior Sister Gu Xiaoman faintly said to Mao Nanbei, “You… you go to help…help the little junior brother.”

The next moment, the wooden hairpin embedded in her aquamarine hair quivered gently.

The wooden hairpin, disconnecting from her hair, hovered in front of her face.

Senior Sister’s black hair cascaded over her shoulders, appealing yet without losing its austere elegance.

She raised her slender right hand, gently lifting upwards, the wooden hairpin transformed into a wooden sword landing into her palm, then it was held by her.

With a length similar to the Sword Qi is Near, the wooden sword was about one meter long.

It was like the simplest wooden sword made from a peach tree.

There were no patterns on the sword body, no inscriptions either, expressing exquisite simplicity.

Compared to the domineering and terrifying Sword Qi is Near, this peach wood sword was more restrained, just like its owner.

Of course, it also had a captivating name.

According to the naming conventions of their sect, the magic weapons were usually named after the poetic form applied by the owner.

This was the case with the eldest senior brother, and senior sister was no exception.

The wooden sword, transformed from the wooden hairpin, was named:

——Sound of Slow Motion.

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Upon hearing the name Sound of Slow Motion for the first time, Lu Xun found it greatly suited senior sister.

Because senior sister, being a stammerer, she spoke very slowly.

His most profound impression of this poetic term was from Li Qingzhao’s “Sound of Slow Motion: Searching High and Low”.

Right, the verses: “A few glasses of weak wine; No match for spring’s evening clamor”.

The highlight of this verse focused on the character “sorrow”, but senior sister and her sword were obviously not.

She was too quiet, her sword too silent.

When she swung her sword, there was not a peep to be heard.

And at the moment of the swing, it seemed that the surrounding light became somewhat dimmer.

This reminded Lu Xun of the Sword Qi, “A leaf obscuring the outlook, not seeing Mount Taishan” that senior sister imparted to him the last time he descended the mountain.

“This should be the first time senior sister has took action after the retreat,” Lu Xun thought.

However, he didn’t have the leisure to observe senior sister’s situation at this moment.

Because Yi Xuan was flying towards him with the broken blade of the purple crystal knife.

And Mao Nanbei had flown to Lu Xun’s side, holding the Bodhisattva’s Hoar, with a ferocity in her eyes as she watched Yi Xuan.

“Little junior brother! Fourth senior sister will protect you! ” Mao Nanbei confidently patted her chest, giving her assurance.

The next moment, a subtle dark-red light flew outward from the second priest.

The light points were akin to those that formed an avatar, only sparser.

They converged into a human shape, surprisingly forming a Fire Man made up of flames!

It was an avatar that had not yet fully formed!

The Fire Man jumped amongst the flames, quickly charging towards Mao Nanbei.

Mao Nanbei lifted her double knives, brandishing the dazzling Knife Gang.

Lu Xun held his sword in its sheath, watching Yi Xuan’s grim expression, feeling like everything had regressed back to the starting point.

Ultimately, it was still a one-on-one between him and Yi Xuan.

“Then let’s give it a try!” Lu Xun waved his right hand, and countless sword Qis burst forth from the sheath.

Each Sword Qi was still coated with the black divine fire!

Yi Xuan was injured, and it was quite serious.

His Purple Crystal Blade was also broken, which affected his combat power.

However, regardless, the substantial gap in their levels was still hard to fill.

“Fortunately… I can still level up!”

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