For the past three days.
Little Yuan 'er was busy copying the Supreme Purity Jade Slip.
For the past three days, he had been copying in the pavilion. His back ached and his hands cramped.
At night, he was sent to the Cave of Reflection for punishment.
Fortunately, Little Yuan 'er obediently accepted her punishment.
No one else could help her. Only Senior Sister Zhao Yue stayed by her side to comfort her.
"Senior Sister … Is Master really angry?" Little Yuan 'er asked after she finished organizing the 100 Supreme Purity Jade Slips.
"Master is doing this for your own good … so that you won't make any mistakes in the future."
Little Yuan 'er nodded and muttered, "How am I going to practice the Nirvana Sash in the future?"
"Practice is practice, but you can't be so reckless … I don't have any problem with Zhou Jifeng and Pan Zhong being beaten up, but you're even willing to beat up your senior brothers and sisters. How can I not be angry?"
"That's true. I'll be gentler next time."
"…"
After the Taiqing Jade Slip was put away.
Zhao Yue said, "Go."
"Mhm … Wait for me, Senior Sister. I'm very familiar with the Nirvana Sash!"
"…"
Zhao Yue quickly waved her hand, gesturing for her to hurry up.
Little Yuan 'er carried the 100 Supreme Purity Jade Slips and walked toward the Evil Sky Pavilion.
They passed through a small path, a corridor, and a gazebo before they arrived at the great hall.
When Little Yuan 'er saw her master was thinking about something, she walked over to him with a smile.
"Your disciple pays respect to Master!"
A pair of small hands held the hundred Taiqing Jade Slips above her head, expressing her attitude.
Lu Zhou turned to look at her and said, "Have you made up your mind?"
"I'll definitely respect my senior brothers and sisters and be filial to Master!" Little Yuan 'er said.
"It's good that you've thought this through … If you do this again, I won't let you off lightly," Lu Zhou said.
"I understand."
'You're so disrespectful in the Evil Sky Pavilion, and you still have your senior brothers and sisters to protect you. Who's going to protect you when you're out in the world? The path of cultivation is filled with treacherous people.
Ten years? A hundred years? A thousand years?
Lu Zhou was not sure if he could exploit the loopholes in the system to live forever as he had imagined.
Especially after he found out that the price of the Item Cards would increase, he was extra careful and did not use the cards easily.
The young Little Yuan 'er's path of cultivation had just begun.
A teacher imparts knowledge and dispels doubts.
It was not without reason that imparting the Dao should be placed first.
"Yuan 'er, you're already sixteen … Do you have any wishes?" Lu Zhou asked while stroking his beard.
"I only have one wish … Master, may you live a long life!"
This answer surprised Lu Zhou.
"Why?"
"Everyone says that Master's lifespan is coming to an end and that he can live for another ten years at most. I don't believe it … They've all died of old age, but master is still alive … "Little Yuan 'er said.
This answer was unexpected. It could be seen that this girl's nature was not bad.
Along the way, his little disciple had helped him a lot.
Now that she was in the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm and had the Nirvana Sash, how could he let her go astray?
He would have a bright future ahead of him.
"Yuan 'er, have you ever thought about your family?" Lu Zhou asked.
Little Yuan 'er shook her head and put down the Supreme Purity Jade Slip in her hand.
He didn't seem to miss home much.
Perhaps, it was because he was too young when he left home, and he was used to living in the Evil Sky Pavilion, he did not have a clear concept of home.
"Master, I've joined the Evil Sky Pavilion. I know the rules here," Little Yuan 'er said.
Lu Zhou sighed softly. "You're different from your senior brothers and sisters … They've been alone since they were young. They don't have anyone to rely on."
While the master and disciple were conversing, Mingshi Yin and Zhu Honggong walked in.
They bowed at Lu Zhou.
"Master, you have incredible foresight. Old Seventh has agreed to help us look for Yunsan," Mingshi Yin said.
"Good," Lu Zhou replied indifferently.
Mingshi Yin glanced at his little junior sister and said, "Master, about Little Junior Sister …"
Lu Zhou raised a hand and interrupted him. "Send word to Jiang Aijian."
Mingshi Yin hastily bowed.
Lu Zhou continued, "See you in Anyang."
A joyful expression appeared on Mingshi Yin's face. He hastily said, "Little Junior Sister, aren't you going to thank me?"
Little Yuan 'er was puzzled, but she still said, "Thank you, master …"
Lu Zhou waved his sleeve and returned to the hidden chamber.
Based on his current situation, he could only try the lucky draws and meditate on the Heavenly Writing scrolls.
Over the past few days, he had discovered that the system was as deceitful as it could get.
His luck was at 89 points, but he still did not win anything.
Comprehending the Heavenly Writing scrolls was more practical.
Lu Zhou closed the system dashboard and began the boring process of comprehending the scrolls.
Numerous seal script characters and symbols circled around his mind.
Without the peculiar symbols, the scripts seemed unusually lively.
Time passed by quickly.
Before he knew it, a night had passed.
"Ding! You've read the Human Scroll 100 times. Reward: 100 merit points."
Lu Zhou opened his eyes.
'I've read it so many times and spent so much time reading the Human Scroll?'
He could not understand this.
However …
He could clearly feel that his mental state was stronger than all the times he had meditated on the Heavenly Writing scrolls.
It was as though he had returned to the state he was in when he was younger.
He stroked his beard and his skin … but he still looked old and clumsy.
Lu Zhou stood up slowly.
He moved his body slightly.
He instinctively inspected himself. His daily movements did not seem to have changed much from before. In other words, comprehending the Heavenly Writing scrolls merely improved his mental state.
When Lu Zhou recalled how the Heavenly Writing scrolls restrained witchcraft and the Brahman Lullaby, he speculated that the Heavenly Writing scrolls were related to mental strength.
Lu Zhou looked at the system dashboard. Everything seemed normal.
"Hm?"
Lu Zhou looked at the column of item cards. There was a notification in small print: The price of an item card changes according to the user's cultivation base and number of purchases.
He looked at the price again. As expected, it had increased.
A Deadly Strike Card was sold for 800, an Impeccable Card was sold for 600, and Thunderblast was sold for 400.
Lu Zhou felt as though 10,000 alpacas were galloping across his mind.
'This is a scam!'
Based on this, it was clear that the increase in the price of the item cards was not only related to the number of purchases, but it was also related to the user's strength.
He had thought it was related to the number of purchases, but it seemed like he was overthinking it.
The two conditions worked at the same time. It prevented the host from relying too much on the item cards and urged the host to improve his strength. At the same time, it provided the host with sufficient self-protection when the host was weak.
'There's no loophole at all …'
Lu Zhou instinctively looked at the price of the Reversal Card.
It showed 500 points.
'Fortunately, the price did not increase.
I still have to count on it to survive. If the price increases as well, I won't be able to continue playing. '
This trip to the Heavenly Writing scrolls was truly a huge loss.
'A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit.'
Lu Zhou gave it some thought. He decided to invest in some item cards before he meditated on the Heavenly Writing scrolls.
"Master, the flying chariot is ready." Mingshi Yin's voice rang from outside.
"Alright."
Lu Zhou waved his hand.
The system dashboard vanished.
Lu Zhou walked out of the hidden chamber and into the great hall of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
"Greetings, master."
"Greetings, Pavilion Master."
Lu Zhou swept his gaze across the others and went straight to the point. "Keep a low profile on this trip to Anyang. There's no need to use the flying chariot."
Mingshi Yin was slightly taken aback. He said, "Master … there are so many of us …"
"Hence, we shouldn't bring too many people."
Lu Zhou had a feeling that this was something that even Jiang Aijian would only discuss in person. If they brought too many people, it would attract too much attention.
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