Yu Xunge searched the courtyard of this snow house for quite a while before entering the house, making sure she hadn't missed anything.
After entering the house, she quickly ran through every corner, roughly searching for information while lighting up the map in each corner. If needed, she could use [Absolute Freedom] to teleport back.
After completing the initial search, Yu Xunge's curiosity prevailed, and she wanted to see the dark figure she had seen in the study earlier.
The cicadas in the starry sea and the cicadas in the mountains, one is vibrant and arrogant, the other is lifeless and weary.
She had never seen Qunshan Xunge, but in Fu Qingfeng Jikou's words, she and Qunshan Xunge were like tranquil mountains and a chaotic sea of stars.
What about the Mist Blade?
What do the misty mountains look like?
She pushed open the door and entered the study again, where she saw a shadow sitting behind the desk. She couldn't see it clearly, but she could see that the moon fox with nine tails was carving a gemstone.
Yu Xunge avoided the various magical runes on the ground, found a safe place, and left the world within the shadows.
The world was painted with color again, and she could see the misty mountains clearly.
Starry Mist Blade always prefers to wear cool or neutral-toned clothing, colors that suit both her tail and her overall demeanor.
Even though the colors of her clothes are always on the cool side, you can sense the peace of Star Sea Mist Blade with just a little contact.
Perhaps because she has carried and experienced too much, she can calmly face past wounds, current changes, and future calamities, always remaining rational and adjusting her plans accordingly.
In contrast, the mountains are shrouded in mist...
She wore a morning robe the same color as the Blood Mist Longsword. The warm color was in stark contrast to the cold and aloof aura of the Mountain Mist Blade. Surprisingly, the color suited her well, but she looked somewhat thin, as if she had been suffering from some kind of torment for a long time.
Unlike Xinghai Wuren, who adhered to the etiquette of the Wuwei clan and wore several layers of clothing each time, Qunshan Wuren was probably only wearing one piece of clothing, which made her already thin body look sickly.
The hand holding the carving knife had distinct knuckles, and Yu Xunge even doubted whether that hand could actually hold the knife.
She used her pocket watch to probe the information of the Mountain Mist Blade. The information she obtained was incomplete, but she could see its combat strength and attributes.
Who can torment a level 18 powerhouse?
Yu Xunge's gaze fell on a cup of magic potion beside Qunshan Wuren's hand; it was a master-level sleeping potion.
She can't sleep well?
Is it mental anguish?
Is it related to the Demon Game?
Is the world-weariness of the cicada in the mountains also due to the same reason?
Yu Xunge felt the eyes of the Mountain Mist Blade shift slightly, and she, who had been on edge, quickly disappeared into the world of shadows.
"Is it pretty?"
Almost at the same moment she vanished into the world of shadows, the voice of the Mountain Mist Blade rang out.
However, before saying this, Gunsan Wuren merely glanced up, as if wanting to see what this uninvited guest looked like. After that glance, she lowered her eyes and continued carving the gemstone.
But she continued talking.
“You know another version of me,” she concluded first, then asked, “Is she doing well?”
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