Chapter 3 Three Slashes
The comments below this latest news were all expressing the panic of the cultivators, but Luo Mingshu's reply stood out as exceptionally refreshing and unique, so much so that it caught someone's attention.
After sending a reply, Luo Mingshu would usually keep an eye on the Four Directions Water Mirror to see if anyone was responding to her; she just couldn't help it, she loved seeking attention.
After a short while, Luo Mingshu saw that someone had replied to her. Looking at the lights on the spiritual network, she rubbed her hands together, very excited.
Seeing her turn over on the couch, preparing to type with her divine sense, Ah Fa snapped out of her reverie and asked, "Senior Sister, are you fighting with someone on the Spirit Network again?"
“Yes.” Luo Mingshu glanced at the words on the Four Directions Water Mirror and answered casually, “I’ve been stuck at the Nascent Soul stage for so many years, and I can’t find a way to break through myself. I have nothing to do in the Spirit Control Sect. If I don’t go online to argue, am I supposed to cultivate?”
"Aren't you afraid that someone will use the spiritual network to attack you?" Ah Fa lowered his head and continued reading.
"It's alright. Those who argue with me online are all noobs. All the decent people are cultivating, who would go to the Four Directions Water Mirror to argue with others? They don't have the ability to track me through the Spirit Network." Luo Mingshu was very confident. In the human world, strength is paramount among cultivators, and it's the same in the Four Directions Water Mirror.
If a cultivator with low cultivation level argues in the Four Directions Water Mirror, they have no chance of winning because their spiritual strength cannot support the continuous input of messages. Moreover, cultivators with high cultivation level can track the other party's location through their spiritual network. If they are not good at verbal sparring, they can directly engage in a real-life duel offline.
With her cultivation level, Luo Mingshu could basically walk sideways in the Four Directions Water Mirror, because the cultivators with higher cultivation levels were all highly respected elders, and even Nascent Soul cultivators were mostly composed and would not speak casually in the Four Directions Water Mirror.
She opened the new message in the Four Directions Water Mirror and saw that someone had replied to her.
[A 300-year-old beauty with a water-elemental root is incredibly gullible: She seems less ruthless than... Luo Mingshu.]
[Anonymous monk: Really?]
Luo Mingshu was "communicating" with someone in the Four Directions Water Mirror. The other person usually started by cursing, so this sudden "taking it seriously" was a bit too formal for her.
She replied.
[A 300-year-old beauty with a water-elemental root is incredibly gullible: "They're just a bunch of weak demonic cultivators. I can easily take down eighteen of those demonic underlings with one hand."]
The other party replied very quickly.
[Anonymous monk: Useless.]
[A 300-year-old beauty with a "water spirit root" is easily fooled: She rebounds.]
[Anonymous monk: The rebound was ineffective.]
[A 300-year-old beauty with a water-like spiritual root is incredibly gullible: I declare your counterattack invalid.]
The two were locked in a stalemate. Luo Mingshu originally planned to use her old tricks, using the powerful divine sense of a Nascent Soul cultivator to continuously output messages and catch the other party off guard with constant replies.
But Luo Mingshu found that the other party's response speed was just as fast as hers. She, who had been half-leaning on the couch, immediately sat up straight, became serious, and lightly touched the spiritual net in front of her, increasing her output of divine sense.
She replied to messages more than twice as fast. In the cultivation world, being a keyboard warrior requires extremely strong abilities. Just when Luo Mingshu thought she could crush the other party with her strength, she discovered that the anonymous cultivator's reply speed had also increased.
Luo Mingshu refused to believe in evil. She continuously increased her divine sense output to improve her recovery speed. She was determined to defeat this anonymous cultivator who came from who-knows-where, risking her honor of being a contrarian in the Four Directions Water Mirror for a hundred years.
As a result, as she sped up, the other side also sped up. The golden messages sent by both sides flashed wildly in the spiritual network in front of them. The childish insults exchanged were not repeated at all, thanks to the profound accumulation of cultivators over hundreds of years.
In the end, Luo Mingshu was defeated. The output of her divine sense also had its limits. Although her cultivation level was superior to her peers, there were always people more powerful than her. In this spiritual network, there were still opponents she could not defeat.
The battle of the top keyboard warriors in Sifang Shuijing has come to an end, with Luo Mingshu temporarily losing and exiting the stage.
Luo Mingshu exhausted her divine sense, and the spiritual net before her eyes, without the support of divine sense, turned into a few wisps of pale golden light and disappeared.
She touched her long hair, which was damp with sweat, and walked into the courtyard, holding onto the door frame. Ah Fa put down the storybook in his hand and looked at her in surprise.
"Ah Fa." Luo Mingshu's voice trembled, her hands weakly gripping the door frame. She had really used all her skills to win the argument on the Spirit Network.
"Senior sister, did someone really come to attack you through the spirit network?" Ah Fa stepped forward to help her up, looking terrified.
Luo Mingshu clenched her fist and loudly declared, "I want to cultivate, I want to break through to the Nascent Soul stage and become stronger, I want to make him kneel down and beg for mercy."
Afa was greatly shocked. She never expected that there would actually be a powerful cultivator in the Four Directions Water Mirror who was just as bored as Luo Mingshu.
Meanwhile, in a majestic hall shrouded in darkness and mist, a chilling aura permeated the air. A person sat upright in the center of the hall, closing the spiritual network in front of him with one hand.
Someone prostrated himself at his feet and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Demon Realm has also been connected to the Spirit Network in recent years. How have you been using it?"
Xie Changming pondered for a moment, then coldly uttered, "Boring."
"We sent our subordinates to the human realm, and they got so nervous. Humans are so fragile," the guardian below continued.
"Ignore them." Xie Changming tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair.
“Yes—” The Dharma Protector respectfully withdrew.
Of course, Luo Mingshu, who was thousands of miles away, had no idea who the person on the other end of the Spirit Network was. She was discussing ways to break through with Afa.
“Senior Sister, you’ve been in the Nascent Soul stage for over a hundred years,” Afa said worriedly, looking at Luo Mingshu. “And…you…”
Luo Mingshu recovered somewhat and walked into the courtyard. It was already dusk, and she stepped toward the small pond by the stream.
She bent down and took off her embroidered shoes. The pearls adorning the toes shimmered in the crimson sunset. She dipped her toes into the water, and then her legs gleamed.
Today, Luo Mingshu wore a light purple tulle dress. She liked this color because—
Her legs transformed into a fish-like tail, but longer, which gently swept across the water, creating soft ripples on the surface. In the twilight, her tail was a pale purple, shimmering with a lovely, sparkling light, as beautiful as a dream.
"I'm not human." Luo Mingshu patted her fish tail. "I still don't know what kind of fish demon I am, and human cultivation techniques are not suitable for me."
Ah Fa sighed helplessly. She was the one who found Shui Xijian, and Luo Mingshu was brought back by her master, Liu Hongying.
When Liu Hongying saw Luo Mingshu, she was unconscious, with a long fish tail still attached to her lower body. Demons cannot survive in the human realm. The demon realm and the human realm have old grudges and their relationship is extremely tense. Although it has eased slightly in recent years, the Yuling Sect, located in the heart of the human realm, is even more conservative.
To prevent Luo Mingshu from being killed by others in the human world, Liu Hongying brought her back.
Luo Mingshu's memories were hazy when she woke up. She could only remember her surname. Even the name "Mingshu" was given to her by Liu Hongying. Her cultivation method was also different from that of humans. She relied solely on the inherited magic and cultivation from her memories.
Liu Hongying originally wanted to send Luo Mingshu back to the Demon Realm, but Luo Mingshu didn't remember her family. Even if she returned to the Demon Realm, she wouldn't know where to find her clan. She hid her identity very well, without revealing a trace of her demonic aura. In addition, Liu Hongying later had an accident, her primordial spirit fell into a deep sleep, and she was in a coma for over a hundred years. In order to protect her physical body, Luo Mingshu was unable to leave the Yuling Sect.
"Sigh—" Luo Mingshu sighed, tapping her chin with one hand and said disappointedly, "I've eaten so many fish, braised fish, fish head soup, boiled fish, steamed fish, shredded pork with fish flavor... but I've never eaten a fish that looks like me."
Afa, who had been feeling melancholy for Luo Mingshu, quickly snapped back to reality. She felt there was no need for her to be sad for Luo Mingshu. "Listen to this," she thought, "is this something a fish demon should say? Besides, there's no fish in shredded pork with garlic sauce at all!"
"What a disgrace! I actually lost an argument with someone on the Spirit Network." Luo Mingshu slapped the water's surface with the fish's tail, making it splash a lot of water. "After I've rested enough tomorrow, I'll continue arguing with him."
“Senior Sister, what I mean is, if you want to try to break through, why don’t you go back to the Demon Realm and see if there are any cultivation methods suitable for you?” Afa closed the book in his hand and whispered to Luo Mingshu, “I will also be able to reach the Golden Core stage in a while. If it is Master… Master, I should be able to watch over it.”
When Luo Mingshu picked her up from the foot of the mountain, Liu Hongying, the original owner of Shuixijian, was already unconscious, so Afa was too embarrassed to say that Liu Hongying was her master.
“That works too.” The reason Luo Mingshu hadn’t left the Yuling Sect to find her lost memories was that Liu Hongying was still unconscious, and she didn’t fully trust the people of the Yuling Sect.
If Afa was capable of guarding the place, it wouldn't be a bad idea for her to leave and look for clues. After thinking about it, Luo Mingshu agreed.
Because of her inability to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, she has been ridiculed countless times. No one dares to say it to her face, but who knows what they say behind her back.
Of course, the most important thing is that Luo Mingshu was provoked by that anonymous cultivator today. She desperately wants to become stronger and then win the argument with him in the Four Directions Water Mirror.
As for the incident with Lu Yaoyao that happened not long ago, she had long forgotten about it. Luo Mingshu already found her hazy memory rather strange; having an extra memory in her dream—whether it was real or not—was unknown, and she couldn't completely trust it. Anyway, whether that book existed or not, she would remain the same; it's just that those who offended her in the book might be in for a rough time.
However, the next day someone else triggered the restrictions on the stream, waking Luo Mingshu up.
"What? Can't a beautiful woman get her beauty sleep?" Luo Mingshu cursed as she went to open the barrier.
As soon as the restrictions on the stream were lifted, several cultivators rushed in in two columns, one on the left and one on the right. The leader was holding a glittering banner in his hand. The words written on it were coated with gold powder and crystal of some unknown material, which was dazzling under the sunlight.
Luo Mingshu liked this nouveau riche's style. Before she could react, two energetic congratulatory voices rang in her ears at the same time.
"Congratulations, Senior Sister Luo."
"Congratulations, Senior Sister Luo."
"The sect leader has given you a banner!"
"Because Senior Sister Luo is always ready to help others."
Luo Mingshu, a kind-hearted person: "?"
She looked at the large characters written on the banner.
"Luo Mingshu, with her profound affection and loyalty, selflessly offered a bell to save her fellow disciples—a role model for us all."
Luo Mingshu's face instantly turned red. Oh dear... this... how could I possibly accept this?
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