"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 5% of the Luck Value in this dream world. Your current Luck Value in the Supreme Zombie world is 1%."
"Ding! Please note, you have obtained more than 0% of the Luck Value in the Supreme Zombie world. The host can choose to stay in the dream world. After choosing to stay in the dream world, you must obtain more than 50% of the Luck Value before you can leave the dream world. If you choose to leave the dream world, you will have 4 hours to stay. Within the 4 hours, you can choose to leave at any time. If you exceed the 4 hours, the system will force you to leave the dream world. Please choose yes/no? 60, 59, 58, 57 … "Right after Shi Jian died, the system notification rang in Ye Xuan's mind. Not only did he obtain 5% of the Luck Value, he had also accumulated 1% of the Luck Value. He could leave the dream world now.
"Yes!" Ye Xuan chose to leave without hesitation.
"The host has chosen to leave. You have 4 hours left. Please get ready!" The system kindly reminded him.
"Master, Senior Ye, you, what was that?" Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng asked Lin Fengjiao, who was standing beside them, dumbfounded when they saw Ye Xuan open his mouth and the cyan light that had obviously killed Shi Jian fly back into his mouth.
"A flying sword!" Looking at the green light that flew back into Ye Xuan's mouth, with Lin Fengjiao's knowledge, it was impossible for him not to know that it was a flying sword. However, he was a little surprised. He did not expect Ye Xuan to not only have a Spirit Axe that could attack and defend, but also a flying sword that could kill enemies from thousands of miles away.
Even in the entire Maoshan Sect, there were only a few spiritual weapons. All of them were treated as treasures of the sect and would not be shown to others easily. Even Shi Jian, the top disciple of the Maoshan Sect, did not have a spiritual weapon. It was obvious how precious spiritual weapons were.
At this moment, Lin Fengjiao even suspected that Ye Xuan was not a disciple of some reclusive master, but a disciple of some large sect who had come out to gain experience. Moreover, he might even be a disciple who was destined to become the leader of the sect. Otherwise, how could one person have two spiritual weapons?
"A flying sword?! Master, is it the kind of flying sword of those sword immortals who are free and unfettered between heaven and earth? " Hearing Lin Fengjiao's words, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but think of the stories that the storyteller in town had told him. There were some bits and pieces about flying swords.
Lin Fengjiao ignored Qiu Sheng and walked towards where Shi Jian had fallen.
While Lin Fengjiao and Qiu Sheng were talking, Ye Xuan had already walked to Shi Jian's side. He reached out his hand and touched Shi Jian's body. Then, he felt a paper-like feeling under Shi Jian's clothes. A trace of joy flashed across his eyes, and he carefully probed Shi Jian's clothes with his mind. With a flick of his mind, he stored everything inside. Then, he nonchalantly reached out his hand to feel Shi Jian's nose, as if he was still breathing.
When Lin Fengjiao walked to his side, Ye Xuan had already stood up. He turned to look at Lin Fengjiao, who was looking at Shi Jian with a mournful expression. Ye Xuan said, "I'm sorry, Ninth Uncle."
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Lin Fengjiao understood what Ye Xuan meant. She sighed and shook her head, "Daoist Ye, why do you say such things? I'm not a pedantic person. My Senior Brother has obviously fallen into the demonic path and wanted to kill us. If he had held back, the two of us would be lying on the ground right now. Daoist Ye, you're just enforcing justice on behalf of the heavens. Don't take it to heart. "
Hearing Lin Fengjiao's words, Ye Xuan didn't say anything else. He smiled and nodded his head, letting the matter go.
"Wah, Master, the house is so broken and there are so many corpses. What are we going to do tonight?" Seeing that Shi Jian and his son had been dealt with, Qiu Sheng started to worry about where they would stay tonight.
Lin Fengjiao frowned as she looked at the corpses on the ground and the houses that were about to collapse due to Shi Jian's Lightning Rush Fist Technique and the Wooden Stake Technique. She said, "Forget it, we're all tired. Let's go to the inn in the town tonight and come back tomorrow to clean up."
"Yay!" Hearing that they didn't have to clean up the corpses for the time being, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were so happy that they jumped up.
They knew that if they had to clean up the corpses, the two of them, as disciples, would have to do the most and most tiring work. However, after the battle just now, they were also very tired and naturally didn't want to do any more work.
"You two stinking brats!" Seeing Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's expressions, Lin Fengjiao couldn't help but get angry and slapped the two of them.
Since they had decided to rest in the town, they didn't hesitate. After Lin Fengjiao took some money from the room, they went to the town together without even closing the gate of the courtyard.
As for whether they would be robbed or not, they didn't even think about it. There were at least five or six hundred corpses in the courtyard, and they didn't even worry about a thief who was not afraid of death. Besides, even if a thief really went in to steal something, Lin Fengjiao's Taoist magic wouldn't be easy to deal with.
When the four of them arrived at the town together, it was almost midnight, and the inn had already been closed.
Fortunately, Lin Fengjiao had a good reputation in Anping Town. Hearing that it was Lin Fengjiao, the waiter who guarded the door of the inn hurriedly opened the door for them and invited them in.
After a night of fighting, Lin Fengjiao and the other two naturally didn't have an abnormal physique like Ye Xuan, so they were both tired and hungry. However, the chef of the inn had already left, so the waiter had no choice but to go into the kitchen and make a bowl of noodle soup for the four of them.
After eating noodle soup, Lin Fengjiao and her disciple were finally tired. Led by the waiter, they each booked a room and went in to rest.
Although they had also gone through a fierce battle, and Ye Xuan had contributed more in this battle, compared to Lin Fengjiao and her disciple, Ye Xuan not only didn't feel tired, but was in high spirits.
Watching the waiter light the candle in the room and leave, Ye Xuan first closed the door, then walked to the bed and sat down. With a thought, a thin thread-bound book with golden characters on a blue background appeared in his hand.
"Maoshan Forbidden Skills". There were four big multi-colored characters on the thin book, which was exactly what Ye Xuan had found on Shi Jian and secretly put into the storage space.
He opened the first page of the book, and saw four big characters again — Wooden Dummy, Magic!
I have a cold, I feel weak all over, and my eyes are dark. Update late! (To be continued.)
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