48 The Strange Appearance of Cloud Shuttle
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[Host, I slept with you for nine years, and I didn't even know it~]
Speaking of nine years, Hua Lang finally remembered the key point. She asked, "001, why didn't you wake me up earlier? If it were a few more nine years, the main storyline would be over!"
001 patiently said, "Host, although you slept for nine years, the main storyline hasn't been affected. This indirectly reduces your workload. Isn't this a win-win situation for everyone?"
Having said that, Hua Lang had pretended to escape death, but now, she had been out of touch with the world of cultivation for nine years and had no idea what had happened during that time. It was like when she had just arrived in this world, and she felt confused about everything.
The system's explanation was full of contradictions. She asked directly, "Since you know the main storyline won't have any problems with me or not, why did you wake me up?"
001's tone grew serious: "Host, it's not what you think. The current main plot has actually deviated significantly."
As if knowing what Hua Lang was about to ask, 001 continued, "Although the main storyline has been distorted, the next volume's mission will present an opportunity to rectify it. This is why we've decided to awaken you now. Since you previously replaced cannon fodder Yan Rong in Qinglai's main storyline and became the male protagonist's scapegoat, the Book Department has discussed and refined the maintenance tasks. From now on, you only need to complete the tasks issued by the system."
Hua Lang frowned. Hearing the subtext of this sentence, she knew that from now on she would only need to obey the system's orders, and it was very likely that she would replace some roles.
Although it is a detailed task, it is better to understand it directly as a restriction, a restriction on her behavior.
"Where is the new mission?"
In the past, 001 would always be very anxious when the main plot shifted, but now it has changed its usual behavior and said calmly, "The quest panel will automatically open for you when you see the hero again."
The system was obviously unwilling to reveal it in advance. It seemed that only after going to Guiyuan to find Xie Hanjing could Hua Lang determine what went wrong in the main line.
She returned her gaze to the child.
This kid is weird too.
Both his way of speaking and his behavior were completely inconsistent with his age. When Hua Lang crawled out of the grave, he was already standing by the grave, as if waiting for her.
Hua Lang spoke carefully, "My dear, what's your name, and who is your father?"
The child gave her a cold look and simply replied, "My name is Rong Xuan."
Rong? There didn't seem to be any important characters named Rong in the main storyline. Hua Lang looked Rong Xuan over carefully again.
His clothes looked ordinary at first glance, but there wasn't a single stitch to be found. Moreover, it was obvious that they had been running around in the forest together all night. Hua Lang's coat was wrinkled, but Rong Xuan's clothes were not wrinkled at all.
The clothes are not simple, and this child is definitely not a child from the nearby village.
But his sleeves draped neatly, and even the knots of each tie were arranged in a precise and orderly manner. Such delicate dressing was obviously not something an eight-year-old child could do. Logically, his parents should have been nearby.
Rong Xuan was annoyed by her gaze, "What do you want to ask?"
They say children don't lie. Hua Lang said bluntly, "My dear son, tell me the truth. Where are your real parents?"
Rong Xuan didn't even raise his eyes, "Zhongzhou."
So far? It was different from what she thought.
Hua Lang: "You look no more than eight or nine years old. Won't your family be worried if you sneak out?"
After these words were spoken, Rong Xuan revealed a puzzled look. "What's there to worry about? At this age, isn't it time to travel across the four continents and slay demons and monsters?"
?
Hua Lang was stunned.
She finally understood why Rong Xuan's behavior was completely different from the modern children she had seen - the second generation of immortals in the world of cultivation, actually started slaying demons and eliminating monsters at an age when his talent had not even been awakened!
Hua Lang instantly felt a little more compassionate. Seeing Rong Xuan still standing there even though the sky was already slightly bright, she asked with concern, "Children from Zhongzhou, you won't even sleep, right?"
Rong Xuan: ...
"sleep."
He looked at Hua Lang, who was leaning against a tree, preparing to spend the night there, and asked in great confusion, "Your clothes are stained with so much dirt, aren't you going to change them?"
Hua Lang patted her clothes nonchalantly. Her inner clothes were clean, but her outer clothes were stained with blood and mud.
"The blood seems to be impossible to wipe off... It's okay, I'll change it tomorrow when we get out of the woods."
Hua Lang pointed to a stone nearby and said, "You can sleep there. It's close to the fire."
Rong Xuan didn’t move, “It’s too dirty.”
Hua Lang turned around upon hearing this and saw that the stone was clearly clean, without even a speck of moss. He wondered how Rong Xuan could lie with his eyes open.
But he is a child, it is normal for him to have a tantrum occasionally.
Hua Lang then said, "It's just a little dust. You just said that at your age, you can even slay demons and monsters. If you get bloodstained in a fight, do you have to abandon the demon and run to change clothes first? Or are you just lying to me?"
Rong Xuan saw her face full of suspicion, and immediately denied it as if he had been hit in the sore spot, "Of course not!"
"Every demon I've killed is recorded in the clan. When we get to Zhongzhou, I'll make sure you have a good look."
As he spoke, he imitated Hua Lang's posture, stiffened his limbs, and finally leaned against the stone.
The method of provoking someone really works.
Hua Lang closed her eyes in peace, but less than half an incense stick later, she heard the earth-shaking sound of retching.
Everyone was awakened by the sudden noise.
"Rong Xuan?" Hua Lang quickly got up and reached out to pull him, only to see that his little face was covered in cold sweat, and tears were in his big amber eyes, making him look extremely pitiful.
Someone called out, "What's going on? Junior sister, you've learned medicine, come and take a look."
But as soon as the disciple with medical skills stretched out his hand, Rong Xuan immediately retracted his arm, his resistance obvious.
"He doesn't seem to let me touch him... You're his mother. Does this child have any previous illness?"
Hua Lang felt that this scene was quite familiar. She lowered her head and looked at Rong Xuan who climbed into her arms sobbing, and had an extremely ridiculous idea.
Could it be that he also has mysophobia?
Can’t cultivating immortality cure mysophobia?
"Yes, it's an old illness. This symptom only flared up for a while. I originally planned to find his father first and then go get treatment..."
Seeing Hua Lang hesitating, Jing Yunzan thought she was just afraid and soothed her, "I see. Take care of the child first. The disciples of the Yunfu Sect's medicine pavilion are waiting in the city. Once we get on the Cloud Shuttle, I'll get someone to take care of you."
Hua Lang thanked them, and then, under the gazes of everyone, she could only stiffly hug Rong Xuan, who was either asleep or unconscious. Fortunately, these people had never taken care of a child and did not notice anything unusual about her.
Seeing that it was already daybreak and this kind of thing happened again, the group packed up and prepared to go to the nearest town immediately to set up a teleportation array.
A child of eight or nine years old is not light. If Hua Lang were not an ordinary person, his waist would probably be broken from carrying him all the way.
After reaching the nearest city through the teleportation array, everyone boarded the cloud shuttles set up in the four cities of Zhongzhou.
Disciples sent by nearly a hundred sects in the north will take the cloud shuttle to Guiyuan together, which is like public transportation in the world of cultivation.
After moving into the Yunsuo and putting Rong Xuan on the bed, Hua Lang waited for Jing Yunzhan to come over for a long time, so he analyzed the main plot while taking a bath.
Apart from the sound of water, there were only slight footsteps in the corridor. The interior of the Cloud Shuttle was extremely quiet even during the day. In this environment, Hua Lang's thoughts soon became clear.
Now, it should be the story of the male protagonist in Cangluan.
Cangluan is the premier sect in the Eastern Region. Unlike Qinglai's system of tiered instruction, Cangluan prioritizes strength over all else. Each month, the rankings are reassigned based on the number of demons and monsters each disciple has vanquished. The higher the ranking, the more mental skills and true teachings from the sect's elders are earned. Those ranked lowest are expelled from the sect, leaving space for the next class of new disciples.
Therefore, in every major battle in the world of cultivation, Cangluan is always at the forefront. After all, the greater the risk, the greater the corresponding benefits.
In short, Cangluan is a place where life and death are inevitable.
As for Guiyuan, Hua Lang didn't know much about it.
She only knew that the Ghost Abyss was like a crack on a mirror, a natural connection between the mortal world and the demon world. In order to prevent mortals from being disturbed by the monsters crawling out of the abyss, this area was included in the world of cultivation. After being suppressed with spiritual energy for a long time, a strange balance was formed.
But every five years, the demonic energy in Guiyuan overflows and the spiritual energy cannot be suppressed, so the hundreds of immortal sects will send disciples to suppress the demonic tide.
Of course, the Cangluan disciples ran the fastest.
?
Hua Lang suddenly stopped moving.
A strong feeling of being stared at rose from behind...
Following this, a whisper like chanting sounded close to my ear...
The obscure and distorted sound was like the crawling of ants, making people subconsciously feel uncomfortable. The sound of water died down, and the surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. It seemed as if Hua Lang was the only one left in the world.
A very light and fine air current blew past, and something moved behind Hua Lang!
She turned her head suddenly -
"Why don't you give me a bath first?" A dissatisfied child's voice sounded.
Hua Lang had no time to pay attention to Rong Xuan. Her pupils constricted as she stared at the wall that was completely intact without a single crack. She could hardly believe what she was seeing.
A dead man who looked very similar to her, the moment she turned her head, met her gaze, and was dragged into the wall by something, so fast that it almost seemed like an illusion...
Only the straight streak of fallen dust on the ground told her that everything that had just happened was real!
"What's wrong with you? Is there something on the wall?" The child's voice sounded again.
Hua Lang slowly turned her head and saw a face similar to the corpse's, looking at her from under the bathtub.
Overlapping with the gray gaze of the dead man inside the wall.
The room was extremely large, and Hua Lang had to go through many doors just to find the bathroom, but Rong Xuan was so familiar with the place that it felt like he was at home.
wrong……
Rong Xuan waiting by the grave, the disappeared Yunfu Sect disciples, and the Yunsuo room, which was clearly designed to accommodate nearly a thousand people but was unreasonably large...
Before boarding the cloud shuttle, all the unreasonable things became completely clear, just like sweeping away the dust!
"This isn't the cloud shuttle to Ghost Abyss," Hua Lang heard her own violent heartbeat and said softly:
"Where are you taking me?"
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