Chapter 31 Sect Design

In the system space.

The round metal ball danced around Jian Shiyuan, occasionally darting in front of him and enthusiastically promoting it, "Master, with just a little energy, we can customize the system space to your liking. Would you like to give it a try?"

"Whether it's a historic site or a luxurious home, all it takes is a little bit of energy."

Jian Shiyuan's eyes were slightly closed, her lips were raised, and her long hair was draped behind her. She asked nonchalantly, "When decorating the system space, you can also absorb some energy?"

The system was overwhelmed with consciousness and didn't know how to lie. It honestly admitted, "Yes, I can secretly hide a little energy."

Jian Shiyuan half opened his eyes, and there was no emotion in his glass-like eyes. He was purely beautiful and purely indifferent.

"What do you need the energy for? Upgrade?"

System: "I don't know. I seem to have forgotten something very important. Energy is very important. We can protect and wait."

The smooth electronic sound trembled rapidly, producing a piercing sound. The metal ball became hot and turned red, as if it would explode in the next second.

Jian Shiyuan's eyes widened, his expression expressionless. No matter how the world collapsed, or the apocalypse struck, he remained impassive and composed. His slender fingers grasped the glowing sphere, ignoring the heat it radiated. He exerted a slight force, but the hard metal sphere couldn't withstand his force and gradually flattened, deformed, and twisted.

The small metal ball reflected Jian Shiyuan's face. He finally smiled, his eyes were gentle and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He also saw his reflection clearly, just like looking in the mirror. He moved his eyebrows, restrained the sharpness between his eyebrows, and let the long hair on his shoulders roll down, covering the side of his face.

It was a very pretty face, harmless, gentle, and inviting.

"Owner"

The system's temperature dropped rapidly and it gradually returned to normal.

Jian Shiyuan didn't let go immediately. He held the ball in his hand and weighed it. "Is it normal?"

"I'm fine!"

The system nudged Jian Shiyuan's palm rather reliantly, and Jian Shiyuan let go of his hand.

The system was flying unsteadily in the air. Seeing Jian Shiyuan closing his eyes again, as if in a trance, it gradually disappeared into nothingness.

Just as it was about to enter standby mode, a male voice was faintly heard. The voice had an excellent texture, like mocha with ice cubes, calm and soothing, making it impossible to ignore.

"Decorate if you want."

The system beeped and leaped up, then asked happily, "What style do you like, Master?"

The voice was still light, "It's up to you."

Without waiting for the system to ask any more questions, Jian Shiyuan completely immersed his consciousness into the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

Countless golden inherited knowledge turned into runes, arrogantly occupying most of his sea of ​​consciousness. They entrenched, occupied, and collided. Seeing Jian Shiyuan sinking into consciousness, they immediately turned their spearheads, united and launched a frantic attack on Jian Shiyuan's consciousness.

Countless golden inherited knowledge, like sharp arrows, rushed towards Jian Shiyuan's consciousness at an incredible speed!

Whoosh——

The sea of ​​consciousness was in turmoil, exploding into a misty fog. Suddenly, a pair of huge, motionless eyes appeared above the sea of ​​consciousness, ethereal and indifferent, just like Jian Shiyuan's eyes. In an instant, the sea of ​​consciousness was filled with scattered rays of light.

Jian Shiyuan's consciousness was only the size of a fist, solid and bright. It did not dodge the attack of inherited knowledge, but instead revealed a hint of human quietness and cruelty.

It is waiting, waiting for the best hunting opportunity.

Normally, when cultivators digest inherited knowledge, they obediently allow it to attack and vent, then, while it is tired, they quickly mobilize their sea of ​​consciousness to grab some of the stray knowledge, quickly swallowing it up and digesting it, slowly eroding and devouring the inheritance bit by bit.

The process of absorbing the inherited knowledge is quite long. Some inheritances require cultivators to spend decades or even longer to digest. Jian Shiyuan does not have that much time to waste on digesting the inherited knowledge.

Why can't we resist their attacks?

Answer: The inherited knowledge is extremely precious. If the cultivator's consciousness resists fiercely and shatters it, then the inheritance may not be able to be pieced together completely.

So monks usually endure it.

Jian Shiyuan is different from them. He doesn't like to endure. Instead of taking a beating, he prefers to take the initiative.

The attack from the inherited knowledge exposed their fatal flaws: they would not merge with each other, but neither would they violently repel each other. Each golden rune was an independent entity, representing a separate chapter of magic.

Since Kaiyuan unified the recording method of the techniques in the world of immortal cultivation, the upper and lower parts of the same technique must be coherent. They are transformed into inheritance runes. There is an attraction between the upper and lower parts. In order to prevent them from merging together, they will actively repel each other. Therefore, as long as the runes repel each other, they must be the upper and lower parts.

As long as the mutually exclusive runes are devoured in comparison, and combined with the unique grammatical order and professional word arrangement when the spell is recorded, it will be easy to deduce the correct combination and piece together a complete inheritance.

Looking at the golden runes rushing towards him, Jian Shiyuan's consciousness finally moved.

It rushed into the runes in an extremely savage manner, colliding with them madly. Jian Shiyuan's consciousness was different from his appearance. It was not gentle at all. It crushed all the golden runes like a king descending. The bravery and savagery it displayed made people fearful.

The golden runes that were arrogant just now were as obedient as sheep under its control. It controlled all the golden runes and began to manipulate them to contact each other. For a moment, golden light shone in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the mist that rose from it was ethereal and mysterious.

Above the sea of ​​consciousness, a pair of clear and ethereal eyes slowly closed.

Jian Shiyuan's heart trembled. It was a wonderful feeling he had never experienced before. He seemed to see stars all over the sky, arranged in complex constellations. The surrounding space seemed to overlap and turn upside down. Jian Shiyuan's body suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

He saw his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Countless golden runes were floating quietly. Jian Shiyuan smiled and controlled his consciousness to play [Snake]. It swam rapidly through the sea of ​​consciousness, biting golden runes one by one. The runes swallowed by it were quickly refined by Jian Shiyuan, strengthening and nourishing his consciousness. It became more powerful and magnificent, sweeping across the sea of ​​consciousness with the posture of an unstoppable king.

Jian Shiyuan's way of absorbing inherited knowledge is too strange and different. If there are cultivators next to him, they will definitely be shocked and astonished. Jian Shiyuan's control of consciousness is too adept, not inferior to those old monsters who have reached the state of transformation.

No matter how his consciousness fought in the sea of ​​knowledge, Jian Shiyuan's face remained smiling.

Seeing that he was doing it with ease, the system felt relieved and started to think about how to decorate the system space.

"What style does the owner like?"

At the same time, players are also struggling with the design of the sect.

After presenting his design, Pritzker shrugged. "I had originally intended to let the Sect Master choose a plan he liked, but who would have thought he'd gone into seclusion to cultivate?"

Confidence Zone looked at the players present and said, "We can't wait for the Sect Master to come out of seclusion to finalize the plan, so everyone should vote now. If you have any ideas, please share them."

The purchasing agent frowned. "We know too little about the sect leader, and we don't know what style of sect he prefers. Since this is a traditional Chinese style cultivation game, the design shouldn't be too out of the ordinary. Just use some Chinese-style buildings."

Song Mu raised his hand. "In the fantasy, the Sect Master lived in a bamboo house when he was young. Perhaps we can create an elegant and gentlemanly building."

Hearing this, Hu Fugui put his hands behind his back and sneered, "No no no, you really don't understand leadership."

He raised a finger and shook it at Pritzker. "What is the most important characteristic of a building that is favored by leaders?"

"Yes, big!"

He snatched the design drawing from Pritzker's hand, pointed at the main structure, and said, "This, make it wider, bigger, and taller! Make it three times bigger!"

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Hu Fugui was very proud. "What is a sect? It's a symbol of the sect leader's reputation and represents the company's image, just like a person's face. If you act stingy, people will come over and think, oh, a small sect, broke, and look down on you, the sect leader. How can this work?"

"Think about the big companies. Which one is crammed into a tube-shaped building? Some companies even borrow money to build themselves a grand office building. A tree lives by its bark, a man lives by his reputation. Can we embarrass the master?"

The players thought so too.

Then increase it. If they work harder and increase the workload, they can still finish it even if it is three times larger.

Hu Fugui continued, "The second thing is uniqueness! Uniqueness, you know? It's unique!"

He waved the blueprint in his hand. "What the leader hates most is having designs that mirror everyone else's! Who doesn't want to be unique? Our sect's design is too simple, and it might be copied by copycats. What if someone takes a fancy to our sect and creates a knockoff version? Wouldn't that be disgusting?"

The players nodded.

Indeed, it’s disgusting for a long time when they see themselves wearing the same clothes as others.

"So, we need to design a sect that no one else can imitate! Cut off their chances of copying us right from the source! Let's extend a few more legs here and build a landing pad. We don't have aircraft now, but we will have them sooner or later, so let's save some space for now."

Prickett's face turned green. He asked cryptically, "Do you think this really looks good?"

Hu Fugui replied simply, "As long as it's big enough and imposing enough, it's fine. With a few more legs, the spider would be perfect. Anyone who sees it would be amazed, 'Wow, this is fucking huge!'"

Although Hu Fugui was a licker, he still had some ability. Plix followed his ideas and sketched a few strokes. The overall design instantly became ferocious, and the visual effect was magnified more than twice. A huge monster occupied the paper, and the majestic momentum it displayed made people feel scared.

"The interior design should focus on comfort and spaciousness. Bedrooms and study rooms are essential. You usually watch costume dramas, so we should also arrange for the Imperial Garden and Huaqing Hot Spring for our Sect Leader!"

Thinking of something, Hu Fugui asked Prix, "Can we design our leader's bedroom in the sky? To show our respect for him. There's a line in a poem called 'White Jade Palace in the Sky'. Our leader is so glorious and majestic, like the sun. We must send him to the sky to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun."

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Prix ​​took a deep breath and tried to convince himself that hitting someone was ungentlemanly. He replied restrainedly, "With our current technology, we can't build a suspended structure for the time being."

Hu Fugui sighed regretfully, "Well, then let's raise the Sect Master's bedroom and make it the tallest building in the sect. That way, when he wakes up every morning, he can look out the window and see the empire we've built for him."

Prix: "Of course I can, but are you sure the master will like it?"

Hu Fugui smiled ambiguously, "Of course, no one understands leadership better than me."

If anything goes wrong, you'll be the one to take the blame. The sect you designed has nothing to do with me.

Hu Fugui stood with his hands behind his back, pacing in a very lonely manner. "The sect's design has been finalized. You guys should get to work quickly and keep up the pace and passion. I'm going to lead the hunting team. They really can't do without me."

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