I'm on Star Iron, and I've loaded the Commander Simulator.

Qingque's gluttony was on full display; she chuckled and quickly finished the wine.

Paji~

After finishing the last cup, Qingque naturally collapsed onto the round table.

Lu Xian used his strength to look at the other person and found that the other person was indeed drunk.

"Fu Xuan, you've been listening to me, haven't you? Take this girl back." Lu Xian shouted into the air after composing himself into perfect composure.

Sure enough, the purple talisman appeared.

"Oh, how come you've become such a gentleman now? Aren't you going to keep your word?" She helped Qingque up and provoked Lu Xian.

“My Lord Fu Taibu, I was just joking, why did you take it so seriously? Besides, matters of romance and beauty should not be taken in the right place or at the right time. Moreover, I am a Pure and Beautiful Envoy, unlike you uncouth people.”

Lu Xian leisurely put down his wine glass, a hint of helplessness on his face, and shrugged at the person in front of him.

"Hmph, all talk and no action." After realizing that he couldn't win an argument with her, Fu Xuan decided to stop pursuing this path, otherwise she might make him sick from anger.

"Then, I wish Lord Fu Taibu a good night's sleep."

Lu Xian maintained his humble attitude and cupped his hands in greeting to Fu Xuan in front of him.

Your blessing didn't change Fu Xuan's opinion of you; she still wants to settle her personal score tomorrow.

The next day, feeling slightly humiliated, you couldn't help but think to yourself, "Girls are so petty."

However, Fu Xuan didn't go too far. He didn't attack your appearance or your clothes, only causing some soreness in your body, which hadn't changed much.

Compared to Fu Xuan's actions, you've noticed something.

Although you can't fight, you still have a lot of energy in your body.

You remembered an unused spark and lit a garbage bag at home.

The energy consumed is negligible for you.

However, you subconsciously feel a strong aversion to this kind of pure destruction, even if the destruction is directed at waste.

[You feel that Chunmei might have been destroyed by TuTu.]

However, you didn't have many thoughts on this; you just wanted to continue developing the concept of violent aesthetics.

[And it was while doing this that your obsessive-compulsive tendency to change anything you don't like didn't flare up.]

Time passed slowly, and soon your research into the aesthetics of violence yielded some results.

However, the results are somewhat hard to accept. They are full of power, a physique praised by those hailed as the god of muscles in a past life, with wide, sweeping, and incredibly fierce moves. Moreover, the aim is to create the visually stunning effect of flesh and blood splattering and blood exploding, like a shower of petals.

These things, while contrary to elegance, represent pure, violent aesthetics.

Once you realized this, you stopped developing these things.

[Although these are super cool, Lu Xian still felt a little resistant if they actually turned into bulging muscles, like those in Baki.]

[You think we should perhaps study the violent aesthetics of animals like cheetahs, with their well-proportioned, streamlined bodies brimming with explosive power.]

7. Exchange of chips.

You've made some progress, but it's not very useful.

[With the spark in your hand, you can ignite many things with a mere wave of your hand, far more efficiently than engaging in close combat.]

You've focused your attention on how to increase the energy accumulated within your body.

[You continue to consult with Fu Xuan about this matter.]

Fu Xuan is very cooperative with your research, and you're spending significantly more time together.

[Qingque invites you to go bird hunting during your leisure time, but you always get distracted by Fu Xuan.]

"Huh?" Lu Xian looked at the simulation content, which seemed a bit off, and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Does this mean I, in this timeline, am going to drive an old-fashioned children's car?

A huge question mark appeared above Lu Xian's head, and he thought it was extremely disrespectful!

And most importantly, he couldn't find a reason why the other person's heart had changed for the time being.

It's impossible for her to fall for him just because he's too elegant and too handsome.

Only a young girl would act like that; an old fox like her is unlikely to do so.

Lu Xian recalled how Tingyun had greatly restrained his instincts before, and felt that Fu Xuan must have other plans.

Realizing this, Lu Xian pressed the continue button.

In your spare time, you also discussed various things related to beauty.

"All this fighting and killing is getting a bit boring," Fu Xuan said lazily, propping his chin on his hand.

[You understood, and wove some exquisite silks and satins for her, weaving a magnificent robe, along with pendants, a crown, and other ornaments.]

When she saw these things, a look of joy appeared on her face, a joy completely out of character for her age.

You couldn't tell if the joy on the other person's face was feigned or genuine, and you didn't think much of it; it was just a small favor.

You then suggested she go listen to some music, and after a moment's consideration, she agreed.

Before setting off, you made plans with Qingque, whom you hadn't played mahjong with in a long time. You remembered you'd enjoyed moon-viewing together last time, but recent personal matters had kept you from doing so, which you felt was inappropriate.

"Hmm, is the Grand Diviner also coming?" Qingque, still somewhat excited, gently tugged at Lu Xian's sleeve.

"Hmm, what's wrong? Are you having trouble adjusting? It's not work time yet." Lu Xian reached out and patted the other's head, then looked up at the waning moon in the sky.

"Oh, this is my boss."

"You're the sect leader now, why are you afraid she'll make things difficult for you?"

After Lu Xian finished speaking, he ruffled Qing Que's neatly styled bangs and then braided them into the most suitable style for her head.

Fu Xuan, dressed in gorgeous clothes, stood to the side without any reaction. She didn't secretly listen to what Lu Xian and Qing Que were saying, and just looked completely at ease.

She only nodded slightly and slowly moved forward when Lu Xian called her to set off together.

Only Qingque would occasionally glance at Fu Xuan, who seemed capable of holding up the sky even if it collapsed.

The theater they visited this time was quite upscale, much smaller than the ones Lu Xian had been to before, but the soundproofing inside was excellent, and the seats were made of rosewood, the fragrance of which could only be described as mellow and intoxicating.

However, after taking her seat, Fu Xuan finally revealed her true colors.

"Would you like to stay in Luofu?" As soon as Lu Xian sat down beside her, she rested her cheek on her hand, her eyes watery and tentative, and whispered to him.

Upon hearing this, Qingque became nervous, her little head filled with speculation.

Lu Xian, however, thought for a while and understood why Fu Xuan had such a drastic change in attitude.

She was after Lu Xian's status as an envoy.

Even the worst envoy is only considered relative to their peers.

If an envoy from another Star God could join, it would certainly add a lot to Luofu's fighting strength.

Furthermore, this messenger is a messenger of a star god without any power.

Those loyal knights of pure beauty, and the Mirror-Viewers, are just scattered soldiers and not worth worrying about.

"Then why does Lord Fu Taibu wish me to remain on this immortal ship?"

Is it because of Lord Fu Taibu, or because of Luo Fu, or because of Qing Que, or perhaps because of Lord Di Gong?

Lu Xian recited the names, each representing a different meaning, and tried to inquire about the other party's attitude.

Upon hearing this, Fu Xuan fell silent for a moment. After thinking for a long time, he said, "You can take it as being for me, or for Luo Fu, or you can say it as being for Qing Que."

The only thing missing was the Emperor's Bow, which surprised Lu Xian slightly.

"Then I shall accept your offer." Lu Xian shifted to a more comfortable position and nodded slightly to her.

Qingque, on the other hand, blushed bright red, but the next moment, a look of confusion appeared on her face.

Fu Xuan simply smiled slightly at him.

The answer here was given proactively by Lu Xian, who was on the outside of the simulation.

If he were a normal person, he would definitely choose to run away with a few beautiful girls who were infatuated with him, and he would never stay here and slack off for the rest of his life.

It's certainly not right for such a magnificent universe to be confined to a fixed place.

However, because the universe is so magnificent, wandering outside might just lead to your demise in the next instant.

In order to gain more power, Lu Xian sacrificed his simulator self.

Since it's all just a simulation anyway, maximizing profits is what really matters.

The actors on stage sang with gentle, moving beauty, captivating the ear. However, two of the three people sitting in the last row were uninterested, while only Lu Xian was engrossed in the moving opera, pondering how to improve.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the star core from the God of Destruction is about to be poured into this long-withered Jianmu tree.

[You foresaw this long ago, and informed Fu Xuan, as well as Jing Yuan, whom you rarely saw, of this inevitable event that was also the only thing you knew about.]

They took this matter very seriously, after all, the destruction of the star core was the greatest disaster in recent times. It was only slightly better than the plentiful people who were plundering elsewhere.

Even if you informed them, the star core was still planted in the Jianmu tree. After all, you knew far too little information; you only knew of Dan Shu, the anti-emperor archer, and knew nothing about the other insiders.

The Star Core Hunter and the Trail Blazers have finally made their appearance.