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The system was awakened by Wen Zheng's words and replied blankly, "[Host, I haven't installed any cheat systems.]"
"It's alright, you can just use your superior computing power to command me." Wen Zheng held the chess jar with her eyes shining.
Mu Qing, holding her teacup, listened to the conversation between the two men and sneered.
What he didn't mention was that he had played chess with the number one chess player in the human world five years ago on Mingyue Mountain, and he had won.
Mu Qing was confident that he could defeat the unknown entity.
Both of them were full of fighting spirit. Mu Qing raised her hand and said, "You go first."
Since he can win anyway, it doesn't matter if Wen Zheng goes first.
Wen Zheng pinched the chess piece between two fingers and took it out. The round piece slipped from her fingertips and fell into the chess jar. Mu Qing laughed at this novice's behavior.
Wen Zheng ignored his mockery and said to the system, "Quick, where should we go for the first step?"
[Wait a minute, let me look at the rules of Go first.]
While everyone was busy and flustered, Mu Qing listened and completely relaxed.
How could someone who doesn't even understand the rules of Go possibly beat him?
After the system clarified the rules and informed Wen Zheng, she placed her first piece: "Your turn, Immortal Venerable Mu."
With her advanced technology, the system, I don't believe she can lose.
The two were full of confidence. The blizzard and the cold did not overwhelm them. Instead, it allowed their restrained emotions to gradually be released.
The Sect Leader's Hall.
Elder Jianfeng rushed over, bowed, and asked the sect leader, "What urgent matter has the sect leader summoned me for?"
Sword Peak has taken in many new disciples, and he is so busy every day that he barely has time to spare. Even when he manages to find a little time, the sect leader calls him over.
"You've arrived, please have a seat." The sect leader took out an invitation. "The Immortal Sect Competition is about to begin again, and this year I'd like you to bring a group of people with you."
The Immortal Sect Grand Competition is a place for major sects to showcase their power. Sects that perform well gain widespread fame and attract better disciples, creating a virtuous cycle that makes sects increasingly powerful.
Elder Jianfeng nodded: "Alright, I'll take those promising talents with me."
Sect Leader: "Also bring Mu Qing and Wen Zheng."
Elder Jianfeng was stunned upon hearing this, and asked uncertainly, "Immortal Venerable Mu and Wen Zheng?"
One is renowned and has no need to show his face in the Immortal Sect Competition, while the other's foundation has been destroyed and he is currently stuck in the early stage of Foundation Establishment. Going there would just be to make up the numbers.
"Hmm, don't let them compete, just let Wen Zheng show her face." The sect leader's words seemed to have a hidden meaning, and the sword cultivator elder asked, "Is there a problem with Wen Zheng?"
He also knew that someone was chasing Wen Zheng, and it was he and the sect leader who took action to deal with those people.
"There's a problem, but it's not serious. It's just confirming a hypothesis," the sect leader said casually, taking a sip of tea.
Elder Jianfeng was an impatient man, and he quickly asked, "What's the problem? Tell me, Sect Leader, so I can be on my guard."
Whether Wen Zheng was an undercover agent or a defector from another sect, he had a clear understanding of the situation and wouldn't panic.
The sect leader seemed to know what he was thinking and said, "It's not what you think. Junior Brother Yunhe recently sent over a roster that mentions someone who looks very similar to Wen Zheng."
Both are single-element wind spirit roots and are geniuses who became famous at a young age, but the other party does not have a sword bone and his spirit root has not mutated.
Upon hearing the sect leader mention Yunhe, Elder Jianfeng fell silent and dared not speak further.
Elder Yunhe is considered the second most powerful person in the sect, after Mu Qing. Ten years ago, he suddenly left the sect, saying he had something important to do, and his whereabouts have been unknown ever since. Only the sect leader can contact him.
"You don't need to be wary of Wen Zheng. The fact that she was chosen by Qingling Daoist proves that she is a good person. You just need to take her around."
The sect leader made the request, and Elder Jianfeng agreed.
After chatting for a while, Elder Jianfeng prepared to leave, but suddenly stopped and asked, "Where is this year's Immortal Sect Grand Competition held?"
"Thousand Saints Palace".
On the snow-capped peak.
On the chessboard, black and white pieces each occupy a large area, and neither gives way to the other.
Mu Qing's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Someone who doesn't even understand the rules of Go managed to draw with him.
Wen Zheng rested her chin on the chess set, her whole body sprawled on the table like a boneless snake, the cunning in her eyes impossible to conceal.
Mu Qing was already annoyed by the stalemate in the chess game, and when she saw Wen Zheng like this, she glared at her angrily.
System: [Oh my god, the Immortal Venerable looked at you! He took the initiative to look at you! He's definitely interested in you!]
Wen Zheng: "..."
I really want to whip the system until it's turned into an M.
Mu Qing took a deep breath to avoid getting too angry, her eyes fixed on the chessboard, refusing to look at Wen Zheng even once.
The black and white pieces on the chessboard seemed to be deadlocked. After waiting for a while without Mu Qing making a move, Wen Zheng asked, "Is there no position on the chessboard that you like?"
Hearing this in a sarcastic tone, Mu Qing crushed a chess piece, snorted coldly, and flicked her sleeve, disrupting the chessboard.
"Hey!! Are you a sore loser?!"
Flipping the table halfway through a meal, what kind of manners do they have?
Wen Zheng's face turned red with anger, her eyes wide as she stared straight at Mu Qing.
Mu Qing was not afraid at all. She took out a green key, made a hand seal, and with a flash of golden light, the key landed in front of Wen Zheng.
"The storeroom is located under the third floor tile when you enter my bedroom. I've put a restriction on the key, so you can only take a portion of it."
The opponent cheated in the last game, and he might lose if the game continues. It's better to draw here.
Wen Zheng was quite happy to get the key, but when she heard that she could only take some of the items, she pouted and said, "If you hadn't overturned the game, I could have taken everything."
Mu Qingqi laughed, a smile appearing on her face for the first time in all her life.
"Really? You dare swear you didn't use any cheat codes in the game just now?"
Wen Zheng's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at Mu Qing's expression, feeling both surprised and uncertain.
Did Mu Qing know something?
"System, check if there's anything unusual about Mu Qing, like mind-reading abilities."
Wen Zheng had a bold guess, but she dared not think about it in detail.
If that were true, Mu Qing should have killed her the first time they met.
[Okay, let me check.] The system responded, and after a moment replied: [No anomalies found.]
"Sure?"
[I guarantee this with my own credit.]
Now that things had been said this far, Wen Zheng felt relieved and said to Mu Qing, "Couldn't it be that I'm good at chess and can beat you?"
After listening to the conversation between the two individuals and seeing Wen Zheng's stubborn refusal to admit her mistake, Mu Qing was so angry that she laughed.
He took two steps forward, walked to Wen Zheng's side, reached out and pressed down on Wen Zheng's chess set, and whispered, "Then swear an oath to the heavens."
Doesn't she like to make oaths?
Then he made Wen Zheng swear an oath to Heaven once more.
Mu Qing's sudden approach made Wen Zheng's hair stand on end. She lowered her eyes and asked in her mind, "System, will I be struck by lightning if I swear?"
[It's hard to say, but the probability of being struck by lightning is high.]
Wen Zheng has always been flexible and knows when to yield: "I'm still in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, so taking so many things is useless to me. I'll just take what I can use first."
After saying that, he grabbed the keys and ran away quickly.
I slipped and fell on the road because the snow was too slippery.
Mu Qing watched Wen Zheng walk away, his previously outward emotions vanished, and he expressionlessly picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then smashed it on the ground.
That bastard! He's infuriating!
He absolutely cannot let Wen Zheng become his junior sister; seeing this awful person every day will drive him crazy sooner or later.
Wen Zheng, who had run far away, was unaware of Mu Qing's change. She hurriedly ran to Mu Qing's bedroom, found the third stone brick, and used her spiritual power to activate the key.
The stone bricks quickly disappeared, and a dark passageway appeared, with a cold wind blowing up from underground onto Wen Zheng's face.
She shuddered, looked around but found nothing to light it. She sighed, took out the Azure Spirit Brocade Brush and yellow paper from her pocket, and drew an everlasting talisman.
With her slender, fair fingers holding the Everlasting Flame Talisman, she carefully walked towards the passageway.
The Everlasting Light Talisman was very effective; the surroundings were filled with light, and Wen Zheng was no longer so afraid.
"Fortunately, I've studied quite a few talismans these past few days," Wen Zheng sighed.
After falling into the trap of talisman cultivation, she realized why so few people were learning it.
She had a high success rate in drawing low-level talismans, succeeding nine out of ten times. However, when it came to high-level talismans, the situation changed; basically, every one she drew was a failure.
These past few days, Wen Zheng's room has been piled high with wasteful yellow paper. Looking at the room full of yellow paper, she seemed to recall when she filled out her college application, she confidently filled in civil engineering.
Then the civil engineering program crashed, but she didn't give up and switched to engineering drawing.
As it turns out, civil engineering is truly a bottomless pit, the kind that can't be saved.
She had long forgotten about choosing a major, but now the talisman cultivation she was studying dealt her another blow.
Actually, she didn't understand why she failed. She had drawn the talisman exactly as written, and after many failures, she even traced the talisman again, but still failed.
Wen Zheng was almost discouraged. She really wanted to dig out Qingling Daoist and ask him what was going on.
The passageway wasn't long; we soon reached the end.
Pushing open the bronze door at the end, Wen Zheng entered the storeroom. On the vermilion shelves were many wooden boxes with sealing talismans affixed to them. Wen Zheng glanced at them and felt dizzy, so she quickly looked away.
There were many boxes in the warehouse, and Wen Zheng regretted running too fast without asking Mu Qing which items she could take.
Wen Zheng approached one box, but there was no movement. She turned and walked towards another box, the blue key in her arms flashing as if to remind her.
Wen Zheng took out the key and brought it close to the box. The key flashed twice, and the talisman on the box disappeared. She took the key, and the sealed talisman reappeared.
I understand, the key is used to unlock.
Wen Zheng tried out the keys one by one in the storeroom. She glanced at the wooden boxes that were opened, took the items she could use, and left the rest untouched.
As someone in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, taking too many good things makes her an easy target for others to covet.
After hastily grabbing a few things, she wandered around the storeroom. Further in, she saw a table with a wooden box and several books on it, one of which was still open, as if someone had been sitting there reading not long ago.
Looking at the table, Wen Zheng suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body. She turned to leave, but the keys in her hand kept flashing.
Wen Zheng looked down at herself, feeling conflicted.
Her intuition told her she couldn't go, but the key was so shiny, did it mean that something on the desk was more important?
To save one's life or to take a gamble?
Without much thought, Wen Zheng pulled out all the talismans she had drawn over the past few days from her pocket, clutched them in her hand, and strode towards the desk.
The wooden box on the table was a different color from the other wooden boxes; it was a deep red, the same color as dried blood, and it had no sealing talismans on it.
Wen Zheng put down the Everlasting Talisman, swallowed hard, grabbed the talisman with one hand and quickly opened the box with the other.
The box was opened easily, and inside were only a few pieces of yellow paper, nothing else.
Wen Zheng let out a long sigh of relief.
Haha, you're just scaring yourself.
Wen Zheng smiled and prepared to turn and leave, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed a pattern on the box lid, so she turned around to examine it closely.
It appears to be a pen.
Wen Zheng thought for a moment, then took out the Qingling Brocade Brush and tried placing it on the lid, but there was no reaction. She then placed it on the yellow paper in the box, but still there was no reaction.
Wen Zheng gave up completely, picked up her pen, and turned to leave.
She didn't notice that after the pen was taken away, the yellow paper seemed to catch fire on its own, very quickly, turning to ashes almost instantly, and a dark shadow floated out, following behind her.
Wen Zheng picked up the box she had chosen and walked away.
As Wen Zheng exited through the bronze door and entered the narrow passageway, she seemed to hear a faint sound.
The sound was very soft, like human footsteps, each step landing a little earlier than hers, making the sound particularly noticeable in the passageway.
Wen Zheng felt goosebumps on her arms as she held the box, cold sweat seeped from her back, and her pace slowed down. She reached into her pocket with her free hand and grabbed the talisman she had just put back.
three!
two!
one!
Wen Zheng turned around, activated the talisman, and threw it out—the three actions were completed in one smooth motion without the slightest hesitation.
Among the many talismans, the most numerous were the Flaming Talismans. By the light of the fire, Wen Zheng saw a young cultivator in blue robes following her. His figure was indistinct in the flames.
The Fiery Talisman burned for only a few seconds, but Wen Zheng instantly saw that the person standing there had no shadow. She was so frightened that she dropped her things and ran away.
"A ghost!!!"
"Senior Brother Mu Qing, save me!!"
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