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Chapter 44 →

Wearing fragrant clothes and drinking fragrant tea, 03 felt the benefits of being a human being and wanted to make some flowers. However, the human body is not made up of data and cannot make flowers.

03Bubbles appeared above his head, and a big flower floated out of the bubbles.

Feng Jue paused while drinking water and said, "I was just about to ask you, now that you've turned into a human, can you still use the system's abilities?"

03 said: "Yes, but some functions require changing the path and rewriting the code before use."

For example, using data to make matchsticks for herself. 03 felt that her limbs were now very useful and she no longer needed to make matchsticks. She opened her backpack and took out a sword, an ink pad, and a ball in front of Feng Jue.

Feng Jue picked up the small bead. Having lost its system soul, it was now a real bead, emitting a faint glow. Feng Jue placed the small bead in the tea bowl, then turned it over and glanced at the ink pad.

The seal pad was acquired when 03 defeated the Thunder Beast in the Chongshan Secret Realm. It was called the Crimson Moon Blood Seal. The entire seal pad was a brilliant crimson, as if carved from a single, flawless piece of bloodstone. The grip was a sphere surrounded by a circle of shadows. Feng Jue took a closer look and discerned the shadows as the five different moon forms: new moon, waxing moon, full moon, waning moon, and waning moon.

The Red Moon Seal was only used once by 03. At that time, the waning moon was overhead, and the moonlight was like a knife, scraping at the thunder beast. The thunder beast trapped in the seal array wailed in agony.

It can trap and fight, it is indeed an amazing magic weapon.

Feng Jue's gaze finally fell on the sword beside her. Actually, this was the first time she had seen a sword of normal size—no, it should be said that it was human-sized, and even had a scabbard.

...No wonder there was always a sound of the sword being unsheathed when 03 drew it out. It turns out that the action of drawing the sword was performed synchronously every time 03 took it out.

03 Seeing Feng Jue holding a sword, he quickly reminded: "Be careful."

"Nothing," Feng Jue said slowly, holding up the sword to admire it. It had a slender blade, a color resembling ice but not ice, jade but not jade, and was as natural and unadorned as a 03. From the blade to the end, the only thing that was embedded in it was a bright red bead at the hilt.

Feng Jue had just grasped the hilt of the sword when she felt a chill coming over her. She was a little surprised and slowly drew the sword.

Ice cold unsheathed.

The nearly transparent sword body rose up little by little, reflecting Feng Jue's face. The dark patterns on both sides of the blade moved with the action of drawing the sword, reflecting a ray of ice.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped.

Feng Jue exclaimed in amazement, holding up the extremely cold and sharp divine weapon, and said with emotion: "It is this that saved me twice in a row."

03's head tilted and appeared

On the other side of the sword, two pairs of beautiful eyes stared at each other across the blade. 03's long silver hair fell down, resting against her face and resting on her shoulders. She blinked, the light silver rims of her eyelashes dancing up and down.

03 said seriously: "I saved you."

Feng Jue glanced at her, walked out the door with his sword, crossed the garden, and came to the martial arts platform.

03Follow behind.

The martial arts platform is located in an open area on the top of the mountain, with a panoramic view of the vast sky and earth.

Beyond the mountains, the sun sets, clouds gather, the afterglow forms a splendid, magnificent scene. The vast misty river and the peaked mountains surrender to the setting sun, some bowing, some paying homage, while the setting sun drapes the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in an orange veil.

03Suddenly he stopped and looked at the magnificent sunset as a human being, his eyes gradually widening.

She said, "Wow." She couldn't help but pull out the panel, painted the sunset on it and put it in the data box.

Feng Jue turned around and glanced at her.

Under the setting sun, 03's hair was also dyed golden by the sunset, like boiling golden water, flowing magma. She smiled gently and called out: "Ling..."

"3." Feng Jue stopped smiling and clicked his tongue in his heart.

03 Staring at the clouds, she said, "I'm here." She turned her head and saw Feng Jue already standing in the center of the martial arts arena.

"Let me try your sword." Feng Jue said.

Okay, okay, as long as the host pays attention to safety.

03 Stand obediently outside the martial arts arena.

On the stage, Feng Jue calmed down and took up his sword.

Spiritual energy surged from Qihuang Peak, pouring in. The longsword hummed softly, a steady stream of spiritual energy pouring into the blade. The previously transparent blade shone a faint red, streaking across the evening sky, mingling with the setting sun and echoing with the wind.

03 He watched Feng Jue intently, watching her move as light as a swallow, watching her graceful as a startled swan. The light of the spirit sword rose and fell, reflecting the fluttering hem of her skirt, beautiful and dangerous, ups and downs. The dripping sword light could take a life in an instant, or easily lead to the destruction of thousands of troops, depending on the mood of the sword wielder.

Outside the mountain, a white crane flew in and landed on the pavilion, its large black eyes fixed on the master of this peak. It sensed a slight chill, the sharp sword in the master's hand. Wherever the sword flashed, a light frost formed.

It wasn't snowing, neither cold nor chilly. White cranes strode gracefully across the golden tiles, occasionally spreading their wings and calling to the peak master. The fading light struggled on the horizon, its last veil torn off by the hazy blue. The sky was already a sea of stars, reflecting the frost on the earth.

The silver-red sword light flashed across and gradually subsided. Feng Jue put away the sword, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

Bubble Tong, holding a glow stick, waved left and right. 03, holding the bubble, raised his hand and clapped.

"Feng Jue, you are so amazing." She praised sincerely.

Feng Jue snorted lightly, and the long sword in his hand formed a sword flower. The spiritual power that had not dissipated sprinkled shimmering light at the end of the sword.

"This sword has an icy attribute. My spiritual power is incompatible with itss. Even if I give it my all, I can only unleash one-fifth of its power." Feng Jue said, "Come here."

03 clapped his hands and walked over, taking the sword from Feng Jue.

The moment 03 grasped the hilt of the sword, it rang with a clear sound, as if in joy. It was slightly louder than when Feng Jue held the sword. Seeing this, Feng Jue curled his lips, crossed his arms, and hummed softly.

"Come here," she said. "Ever since you received the inheritance from the Immortal Master Chongshan, I haven't seen you truly use any sword moves. Let me see how powerful you are."

Feng Jue jokingly said, "Aren't you going to protect me?"

Okay, okay.

03 nodded, trying to imitate Feng Jue's sword swing. She threw the sword up, but when she tried to grab it, her hand was empty, and her arm and the sword split in the air. The sword slammed to the ground with a "crack", splashing icy foam. Feng Jue's expression was blank, and she wanted to pluck the question mark floating above 03's head and hang it on her own head.

"Isn't that so?" 03 felt confused, but she was good at learning. She pulled up related searches on how to perform beautiful sword flowers, and the panel hovered in front of her.

Phoenix Technique: "..."

Her expression became even emptier as she watched the peerless divine weapon fly up and down, fly up and down in 03's hands.

“Pah.”

“Pah.”

“Pah.”

"..." Feng Jue stared at the sword that fell to the ground again, and found that her thought was: See if you still like it.

The sword is not happy, the sword is wailing.

03 sighed, "Humans operate differently from the system. We can't generate sword flower codes and implant them into the human body for use."

Feng Jue: "...What are you doing with swordplay! Show me your sword skills!"

Okay, okay.

03I understand.

She grabbed the sword and swung it in the air twice to pretend to make a sword flower, then raised her other hand and took out a ball of light from her backpack.

It is the inheritance of Chongshan Immortal Venerable.

The moment the inheritance appeared, the surging sword intent made Feng Jue's expression stern. She unconsciously lowered her hand and stood solemnly. She was just thinking that the inheritance had been kept in 03's backpack the whole time, when she saw 03 open his mouth and "ah-woo" swallow the inheritance into his stomach.

Feng Jue: “……???”

Huh?

Without thinking, she rushed over, grabbed 03's chin, and said speechlessly, "What are you doing?"

03 was forced to open his mouth, looking innocently at Feng Jue's suspicious eyes, and said: "Hmm, look at the more hmm just now."

I've done that before.

After she finished speaking, she thought, now she is a human being.

oops!

03 Bubbles appeared above his head, and Bubble Tong blushed in embarrassment. Feng Jue was so angry that his face turned red. He slowly put down his hand, his face dark and his eyes fierce.

03Look at Feng Jue's expression and open your mouth, "Hahaha!"

Just smile, smile, and you’ll know this trick!

Feng Jue raised his hand and hit 03's head hard. 03 felt pain and was so surprised that an expression appeared on his face.

"Feng Jue! It hurts!" 03 rubbed his forehead, looking curious as if he wanted Feng Jue to hit him a few more times.

"Nonsense!" Feng Jue sneered.

"If you lose the inheritance, where will you go to exchange for a set of mental and sword techniques? You are no longer the rich little system like before!" Feng Jue made 03 realize that she is now a penniless little system.

03: “Huh!”

Yes, yes. 03 wiped the nonexistent sweat, patted her belly, turned her head and looked behind her. She turned around, looked around on the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was in her belly and didn't fall out.

Feng Jue felt that Professor 03 still had a long way to go in terms of being a good person. During this process, she had to try not to get angry, as it would only make her angry! After reciting the Qingxin Jue twice, she sighed softly and said, "You should guide the inheritance along the spiritual veins into the sea of consciousness, and practice the mind method and sword techniques every day."

Spiritual vein.

03 opened a diagram of the human body's meridians and asked Feng Jue curiously, "Where is the spiritual vein?"

The novel's setting came from the author. 03 only had diagrams of human anatomy from the scientific world, not diagrams of the spiritual veins in the world of cultivation. Feng Jue shook his head, grabbed 03's hand, and placed his index and middle fingers together on the inside of her wrist.

This 03 knows, from observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, an old Chinese doctor.

03 said sincerely: "Feng Jue, I am not sick."

"...Shut up." Feng Jue said unhappily, thinking that she was truly the most tolerant person in the world. She snorted coldly, "Later, I will release a stream of spiritual energy into your spiritual veins. You will send the inheritance you swallowed into your sea of consciousness along the path where my spiritual energy flows."

03 said gratefully: "Okay, Feng Jue, thank you, you are so kind."

It’s not too late to thank you if you don’t make the good man angry to death. Feng Jue said unhappily, “I am a top-grade fire spirit root, you think I am a water spirit root.

"Ice Spiritual Roots are extremely rare in my veins. Our spiritual roots repel each other. You will not feel comfortable if my spiritual power enters your spiritual veins. If you feel pain, you must endure it! If you dare to hurt me, I will hit you hard on the head ten times!"

Feeling that this wasn't too harsh, Feng Jue narrowed his eyes, his gaze drifting downwards, and said, "Knock your butt a hundred times!"

The kind that hits hard.

03: “Hiss!”

Knowing the pain, she covered her butt, then raised her hand to rub her forehead which had just been hit. The sword was still in her hand, swinging in the air. The starlight fell on the sword, emitting a faint light.

Feng Jue felt a chill in her heart as she pursed her lips and scolded, "Put the sword away first." She was really worried that when the spiritual power entered 03's body, it would arouse the disgust of the ice spiritual roots and 03 would subconsciously resist it, and he would swing his sword and stab her twice.

Now 03 is just a shell with cultivation but no ability to use it.

But Shell was very obedient. He flicked his hand and dropped the sword to the ground with a "bang".

Because storing physical props into the system backpack is more troublesome, involving multiple issues such as code conversion, 03 is now a person who can adapt to circumstances! 03 gave Feng Jue a thumbs up, still using the hand she swung the sword with.

Feng Jue lowered his head silently and glanced at the priceless magic weapon lying on the cold ground. Considering 03's skill, it would not be surprising for Feng Jue to say that this sword was a divine weapon.

Just thrown on the ground casually.

Feng Jue asked in a low voice: "Does this sword have a name?"

03 said: "It's called the Nine Heavens Sword."

Feng Jue asked: "How many points?"

03 said, "Not much, much less than exchanging for a human body, and it's an item that this world can accommodate, so it only cost 48.9 million points."

Forty-eight million nine hundred thousand.

Only.

Feng Jue suddenly didn't want to ask how many points 03's human body had cost. He grabbed 03's wrist with his palm and put his two fingers on the pulse to slowly inject spiritual power.

"Don't resist... me?" Feng Jue's last syllable floated up, making a puzzled sound.

The golden-red spiritual power rushed into 03's spiritual vein domineeringly, with the arrogance of being the only one in the world. This was still the time when Feng Jue was restraining the spiritual power, but when it entered the spiritual vein, nothing happened.

It was as if there was nothing in 03's spiritual vein.

Feng Jue suddenly opened his eyes wide and heard 03 curiously say: "Oh, so these are my spiritual powers!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the originally calm spiritual veins surged and enthusiastically surrounded the intruders, sticking to them, touching them, and even pushing them with golden red spiritual power.

Come in. He looked so hospitable as to say, "Where do you want to go? Please, please, I'll take you there."

Feng Jue's expression grew increasingly astonished, as he murmured, "What...what is this? You don't have ice spirit roots?"

03 said: "I have ice spirit roots?"

wrong.

03 said again: "Isn't it me?"

Phoenix Technique: "..."

The two exchanged bewilderment. Feng Jue's eyelashes trembled as he suddenly looked towards the longsword that had been casually thrown away. The translucent longsword lying on the ground looked pitiful and dead, with a layer of frost surrounding it.

Feng Jue again: "..."

She understood.

No wonder she couldn't sense 03's cultivation after he became an adult. It was as if he were still that round bead. 03's spiritual power had no attributes! It wasn't ice, fire, or water, nor was it one of the five elements. It had nothing to do with those rare spiritual roots. 03's spiritual power... was just 03.

If her life-defining magic weapon was given to 03 to use, what would fall all over the sky would not be snow, but fire!

"Heh." Feng Jue's chest heaved as he stared at 03's face in shock. This man's spiritual roots were unprecedented and unparalleled. He was one of a kind in the world!

In shock, Feng Jue's red lips trembled slightly, and random thoughts floated in her mind.

With no attributes, just the attributes of a 0.3 spiritual root, wouldn't that mean she could choose from a million mental methods in the world? Just based on this kind of talent, exchanging her entire fortune for it...it was actually worth it.

03Tilt your head to the left and look at Feng Jue.

03Tilt your head to the right and look at Feng Jue.

She found Feng Jue staring at her intently, his pupils following the movement of her head. 03's eyes lit up, and she quickly tilted her head twice, and suddenly saw Feng Jue raise his hand.

“Boom.”

"Behave yourself!" Feng Jue took a deep breath. No matter how amazing and rare the spiritual root was, it was still a stupid thing that deserved to be beaten.

The foolish thing was knocked, and uttered an "Oh!", standing solemnly. Her cold face was indifferent, her eyes cold under her long eyelashes, and the silver edges of her eyes emitted a faint light under the starlight. If there were a poet present, he would use the most beautiful words in the world to praise her and describe her. She was as clear as the moon, as light as snow, unseen and unimaginable. She was so beautiful and—

Bluffing.

Feng Jue wanted to cover 03's eyes. She sighed softly and said, "Don't let others detect your spiritual veins in the future. Understand?"

"Yeah." 03 nodded obediently and said, "No one else, only you."

Feng Jue pursed his lips, lowered his eyes to stare at her wrist, and re-mobilized his spiritual power to guide the 03 spiritual vein to run.

The golden-red spiritual energy was like a small goldfish dropped into the sea, happily wagging its peacock-like tail as it moved forward across the vast expanse of the ocean. The sea was calm, the water enveloped it, and the waves pushed it forward. With a flick of its tail, it easily reached the sea of consciousness.

The goldfish stopped and looked solemnly at this world deeper than the sea, with lingering fear in his heart.

This was the first time Feng Jue had seen the sea of consciousness of an outsider, and the first time he had seen it was the sea of consciousness of a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Nascent Soul.

Feng Jue's heart was filled with a mixture of emotions: enlightenment, longing, awe, and yearning. Even though the surrounding spiritual energy gently enveloped her, and her boundless sea of consciousness gazed upon her calmly, Feng Jue knew that if 03 wanted to attack, he could crush her in an instant.

But 03 would never lay a hand on her.

Feng Jue's heart surged, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he asked 03 in an equally gentle tone: "Did you remember?"

Remember, I will drag the inheritance in my belly in a while. 03 Thinking about it, he tentatively opened his sea of consciousness and asked Feng Jue: "Do you want to come in and sit down?"

In the open sea of consciousness, a round ball that is exactly the same as the 03 system is slowly rotating in the sea of consciousness. It is 03's Nascent Soul.

Feng Jue froze, her face suddenly flushed red, and her golden-red spiritual power retreated fiercely as if it had encountered a natural enemy. With a "swoosh", she took it back into her palm. She let go of 03's wrist as if she had touched a thorn in 03's hand, and took two steps back.

A question mark popped up in 03's head. He raised his hand and looked at it. Her wrist was smooth and thornless. "You, don't say such things again!" Feng Jue blushed and suddenly turned his back. The gentleness just now disappeared in an instant. He swung his sleeve and said, "Vile!"

Wow!

On my first day as a human being, I was called a vulgar person!

03 Confused and aggrieved, the bubbles above my head were all crying.

"Why?" she asked. "What's so obscene about it?"

Feng Jue's face turned even redder. He cleared his throat, turned his head away, and said, "It's not obscene." Since 03 promised her that he would never let anyone other than her detect his spiritual veins, it was natural that spiritual power would not intrude into his sea of consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness... Hey, cough! Feng Jue coughed lightly, thinking that she had read too many storybooks.

She took a breath and said in frustration, "Forget it!"

03 If you don’t like it, forget it. If you don’t like it, you don’t understand. She wants to find out.

Feng Jue knew that 03 wanted to find out, but she didn't want him to find out. Her beautiful eyes glared at him fiercely, "Those aren't things you should know right now. You should learn the sword techniques first. If you can't use your spiritual power, how can you protect me?"

She said, and left.

Drifting in the wind, it was a pity that 03 had only a short life experience and could not figure out the meaning of fleeing. He just stared blankly at Feng Jue's back.

The pearls embedded in the martial arts arena cast a faint light on the bluestone. The mountains surrounding Lanyang Palace were filled with lights of varying shades, serenely shrouded in the vast darkness.

Beyond the mountain, Lanyang City was ablaze with lights, candlelight dancing like dragons. The mortal world, far more so than the monks, seemed to be living a life of extravagance and decadence, with a perpetual recklessness and a relentless drive to get drunk. Even the stars in the sky receded amidst the bustle.

The bright moon shone on the mountains and rivers, but only the people on the bluestone in the mountains were bathed in the starlight. 03 picked up the sword, her silver hair drooping and reflecting the starlight. She looked at Feng Jue's angry back, and Bubble 03 cried even harder.

This made Feng Jue angry.

03 I think it’s not the usual kind of anger, but the very angry kind.

But what went wrong?

03 She lowered her head in confusion and stared at the sword. It seemed that the golden-red spiritual power that was burning not long ago still remained in her spiritual veins. It was warm and very comfortable. The inheritance that was swallowed was also dragged into the sea of consciousness by the hard work of the silver spiritual power and stuffed into the Yuanying ball.

The ancient book containing the sword spirit slowly turns a page, vividly writing the sword spirit and imparting the wisdom of the predecessors without reservation.

03 I couldn’t help myself and raised my sword to look at the sky.

The surging spiritual power was injected into the sword. With a clear sword sound, a white light cut through the sky, and the stars were eclipsed by the sword light.

Everyone within Lanyang Palace's inner gates simultaneously sensed the unrestrained sword energy and instinctively looked up toward Qihuang Peak. On Renyang Peak, Yan Qingluan burst out of her quiet room and gazed in amazement toward Qihuang Peak, unable to resist exclaiming, "Such a powerful sword energy!"

All the peak masters and elders from the five peaks ran out and looked up at the sky with their disciples.

Siyi, who was handling matters related to the competition in the side hall, looked up in surprise, opened the window, and looked towards the peak where Feng Jue lived. She said in amazement, "This is..."

Feng Jue stopped and opened his hands.

White snowflakes fell on her palms.

More snow fell and poured down on the earth.

Cangshan Mountain was bathed in snow, and the entire Lanyang Palace was shrouded in a blanket of snow, its pavilions and red-gilded walls covered in a blanket of white. Atop the mountain, a white crane spread its wings, circled the green pines and trees, and expertly flew into the pavilion.

Outside the pavilion, a man was running in the snow with a sword in his hand, running towards another man.

"Phoenix Technique!"

03's silver hair fluttered in the wind, adorned with several snowflakes, and even her long eyelashes were dyed white. She happily said to the person who stopped in her tracks, "I know how to use the Phoenix Technique!"

Feng Jue turned his head, nodded, and took the snow in his palm.

Throw it in 03's face. 03 closes his eyes, smiles, and opens one eye.

"I saw it," Feng Jue said. Not only her, but thousands of people from the Hundred Peaks also saw it.

03 observed Feng Jue's expression and said, "Please don't be angry."

"Let me build you a snowman."

Such a big person said such cute words. Even if he was really angry, he would be cured. And Feng Jue was not angry, but just... embarrassed.

She raised her hand and hooked 03's eyelashes. The snowflakes hanging on her long eyelashes fell down and landed on Qingyi. Feng Jue curled the corners of his mouth and said in a soft voice, "Don't be angry. Let's go back. I asked the palace servants to prepare dinner. Don't you want to try human food?"

That’s great, Feng Jue is not angry anymore.

03 breathed a sigh of relief, held Feng Jue's hand, and said happily: "Thank you, Feng Jue."

Feng Jue chuckled, and the two of them walked back along the road in the snow, their voices falling with the snow.

"Don't use your bubbles outside anymore. If someone sees you, they might think you're practicing some kind of evil magic," Feng Jue said. 03 asked, "Will they mistake you for a monster? Okay. But if it comes to monsters, Ling Shi and Shen Nu are probably monsters. I'm a system."

"I'll learn to use my face." 03 curled his lips, "Hahaha!"

"By the way, this is how 04 laughs, Kukuku."

"So stupid."

“Wuwuwu…”

In the side hall, the sleepy Fire Rock Dragon turned over and thought vaguely: It's snowing again. Oh, the little animals in the mountains won't come out tomorrow. What a pity.

There is nothing for the dragon to eat.

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