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Chapter 20

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It had been more than three hundred years since Lonemoon transmigrated to this immortal cultivation world. It had been such a long time that he had almost forgotten the world he used to live in. It was only when he realized that he had transmigrated into a book that those distant memories slowly surfaced.

He remembered that the book belonged to his sixteen-year-old niece. The little girl had been quiet and did not speak much since she was young. She was like a little princess. There was a period of time when she was hugging that book and reading it more than once. Out of curiosity, he glanced at it.

It was a novel read by a little girl. Naturally, it was not very profound. It was nothing more than you love me, I love you, love each other, love each other, life and death type. He had always scoffed at such brainless novels. However, some of the descriptions in this book were really unique. Unknowingly, he finished reading it.

After so many years, although the details were not very clear, he still had a general impression of the plot. And Yi Qing was a character in this book. He was the kind of person who was crazy, cool, and awesome. When he first appeared, he was already the number one sword immortal of the Three Realms. He was a person who could really sweep the Three Realms.

Although he knew the plot, he realized that he was still very far away from the development of the plot in the book. As a fellow sword cultivator, he could not help but be curious about sword immortals. He originally thought that if he really met one, it would probably be after he ascended to become an immortal.

He did not expect that he would meet one so soon. Moreover, it was before he became a sword immortal. At that moment, he was very excited. He almost did not hesitate to make the decision to suck up to someone powerful in advance. He even thought of the best plan. He invested in the most stable relationship in the immortal cultivation world. Master and disciple to get closer. The master of a sword immortal. What an awesome and safe identity. It could not be more wonderful.

However, he did not expect that this perfect plan would be intercepted by someone else. And the other party was the same kind of person who transmigrated like him. To be honest, at the beginning, he really hated this girl with the surname Shen. He did not even care about his usual gentlemanly demeanor and wanted to snatch her away from her. In terms of strength, cultivation, and opportunities, he did not lose to her at all. Since the beginning of immortal cultivation, everything had been smooth sailing. He could practically be called a RMB player who transmigrated. However, he did not expect that although he had reloaded his RMB account, the other party would use a cheat! That sword on the island not only split the sea, but also his fragile self-esteem.

Motherf * cker, this cheat is too f * cking bullying RMB! Logically speaking, he should hate her even more, but perhaps he had stayed in this world for too long, or perhaps he missed his hometown too much, or perhaps he was tired of this group of ignorant people who never spoke properly.

Anyway, by the time she reacted, he was already in the kitchen!

(T ▽ T)

Apart from Shen Ying, who else could he say these things to? Who else could he say them to? Who could he say them to? Who could he say them to? Who could he say them to?

Taking ten thousand steps back, in a situation where there was no GM, it would be better to have these cheats as friends than as opponents. Therefore, it was the basic duty of a family member to spread the knowledge of this world. As a transmigrator, he naturally assumed that the other party was the same as him, having read the book and knowing the plot before coming over.

However, he had miscalculated once again.

(∀ ∀ □ ′) Ngu━ nguo

Flips table. Isn't this a f * cking book world? Why were other people's transmigration methods completely different? Why were all the things that should be taken for granted, when it came to Shen Ying, was she a f * cking cheat or a bug ah ah ah ah ah!

More importantly, he had just popularized a bunch of common knowledge. Why did she go back to the original question? What did you hear just now, did you hear it at all?

"What exactly is this book?"

"…" Lonemoon's expression stiffened. Suddenly, he recalled the description in the book and felt his heart stop for a moment, unable to go up or down.

"Novel?"

"Mm … Forget it, forget it." The corner of his mouth twitched as he reluctantly squeezed out a few words.

"Oh …" Shen Ying nodded. "What's written?"

"That's my niece's book. What else can a little girl read?" He harrumphed. "Isn't it … about men and women?"

"Romance novel?"

"Er … I don't think so?" His face reddened and he anxiously glared at her. "Why are you asking so clearly, anyway, it has nothing to do with you?"

"It's not a romance novel, is it?"

"Nonsense … nonsense, there's not much …"

"How much?"

"Four or five chapters … Hey, I already said it's not a romance novel."

"I get it."

"You … Why are you looking at me like that?" Lonemoon instantly exploded from the fan. What exactly did she understand? "I already said that's my niece's book, I didn't buy it! What do you mean by that look, do I look like someone who buys porn? "

"Mm." Shen Ying understood and patted his shoulder. "I understand, we're all adults."

"What do you know! It's really not a porn novel, I just flipped through a few pages by accident, I didn't read it in detail. " Although the colorful passages did leave a deep impression, it was definitely not because of that that he remembered the book. "How would I know that little girls nowadays would actually like to read such things. I never read it. "

"Mm, one book is equivalent to three hundred years."

"…"

"Luckily your niece didn't read a romance novel!" Otherwise, who knows what would have happened.

"Shen Ying!"

(∀ ́ □ ′) ノ (∀ ━) ノ

Can I still play?!

"Master?" Lonemoon was about to flip out when a familiar voice sounded.

He did not know when Yi Qing had already finished dealing with the Lightning Tribulation and flew up. Lonemoon then realized that the Tribulation Clouds in the sky had already dissipated, and the surroundings were bright again. Even the Blackheaven Sect's Protective Mountain Array had disappeared. And Yi Qing's body was emitting the suppressive force of a Nascent Soul, especially the mark of sword intent between his brows, one could feel sword Qi seeping out just by looking at it. He had indeed succeeded in forming his Nascent Soul, and now he was a Nascent Soul sword cultivator.

"You're done?" Shen Ying glanced at him.

"Yes, your disciple has successfully formed his Nascent Soul." Yi Qing bowed, his tone filled with unconcealable excitement. He did not expect that an epiphany would allow him to directly ascend to the Nascent Soul realm, and that it would go so smoothly. All this was thanks to Master's guidance. He really had a good master. "Thank you, Master, for protecting me here."

"Ah …" Protecting? Did he?

The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. Please, those array formations were set up by him, alright? What happened to his strong sense of Spirit Qi! Are you blind, Sword Immortal?

"Congratulations, Perfected Yi Qing, for successfully forming your Nascent Soul." Alright, you're my backer, I'll bear with it!

"Supremacy." Yi Qing turned back and nodded at him with cupped fists. Compared to the former, he was more polite and not close enough.

"…" As expected, it was still not balanced, Shen Ying! ̄ ━ ̄

"Is there anything to eat?" Shen Ying suddenly asked.

The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. Are you a freaking rice bucket? You only remember to eat. (∀ ∀ ∀)

"Wait a moment, Master."

Holy shit, you really do have it! 0 Д Q

Yi Qing walked up to the fan and habitually opened the storage bag beside him. As if by magic, he took out osmanthus cakes, lotus cakes, fish slices, golden milk cakes, small heavenly cakes …

What happened to being a sword immortal? Why did you carry so many cakes with you, you're a damn chef!

"Eat, don't stand on ceremony!" Shen Ying pushed his hand and pointed to the cakes all over the fan.

Lonemoon: "…"

(∀ ∀ □ ′) ノ (∀ ∀ ━)

Flips table, who the hell wants to eat with you, give me back my sword immortal!

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