Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Canglan University.

"I can't find it, I can't find it at all..."

"A whole day has passed, and we still haven't seen the uncle."

"Could he really not have come to the competition?"

Ye Huairou muttered to herself, her tone full of disappointment.

Given that uncle's unfathomable skill, he would be guaranteed to make it into the top three as long as he participated in the competition. It's impossible that the official live stream never gave him any screen time.

But she and Zhou Xiyan waited there all day and didn't see a single hair.

The only explanation is that he didn't come.

Has the uncle become so wealthy that he no longer cares about the rare and precious materials in the secret realm?

Ye Huairou sighed and turned to look at the quiet girl beside her.

"Xiyan, how's it going on your end? Have you found anything?"

Zhou Xiyan did not answer.

Her cool, clear eyes were fixed intently on one of the live stream rooms.

And that live stream room happens to be the one where Zhou Xier pinched Yang Xian's face, but now the camera has been cut away.

"Xiyan? Are you spacing out?"

Ye Huairou called out again and waved her hand in front of her eyes.

"Huh?" Zhou Xiyan finally snapped out of her daze, looking up from the screen. "Huairou, did you call me?"

He was indeed spacing out.

Ye Huairou thought to herself.

She hadn't seen Zhou Xiyan like this in a long time.

This cultivation fanatic has almost no interest in anything other than cultivation.

Could it be that he watched the live stream with me all day and got bored, but was too embarrassed to say so?

The secret realm will open soon, and now is the crucial moment to make a final push.

In order to find someone for himself, he wasted that person's precious cultivation time.

Thinking of this, Ye Huairou felt a pang of guilt.

"Xiyan, you must be very bored after watching the live stream with me for so long, right?" Ye Huairou said apologetically.

"How about we stop looking and go train together?"

"Training?" Zhou Xiyan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

"Mmm." Ye Huairou nodded vigorously.

To everyone's surprise, Zhou Xiyan gently shook her head and turned her gaze back to the live broadcast room of Group Six.

"You go by yourself, I want to watch the live stream a little longer."

"ah?!"

Ye Huairou was completely dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Something's not right!

Hasn't Xiyan always looked down on these things and only been enthusiastic about training?

Is she really studying future adversaries?

Little did Ye Huairou know that Zhou Xiyan wasn't looking at any opponent at all, but at her own younger sister.

Zhou Xiyan frowned slightly.

Strange, who is that boy with Xi'er?

Their relationship... seems pretty good...

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In the secret jungle.

"fool!"

Why is Brother Yang angry with you?

Yang Xian looked at the girl in front of him, who was on the verge of tears, and smiled helplessly.

He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhou Xier's eyes.

"Hurry up and come up, or we'll both be eliminated."

After saying that, he turned around again and squatted down.

"Um!"

Zhou Xier nodded emphatically, a sweet smile blooming on her face.

She nestled obediently on Yang Xian's broad back.

Her soft, full breasts pressed tightly against his back, incredibly elastic.

Two slender arms wrapped around Yang Xian's neck.

Her movements were practiced and she was no longer as awkward and shy as she had been the first time.

[Happy: Brother Yang really isn't angry with me! +100 points!]

The girl buried her face in Yang Xian's neck, greedily inhaling his scent.

Brother Yang smells so good, so nice...

Yang Xian was focused on finding his way and getting on his way, so he didn't notice the girl's little movements behind him.

"Brother Yang, you looked so handsome when you saved Xi'er!"

Zhou Xier's voice carried a hint of admiration.

"Those villains were terrified when they saw you take action! Apart from the people of the Water Moon Sect, you are the first... the first person to stand up and protect Xi'er."

"It was nothing," Yang Xian said modestly, quickening his pace.

"Brother Yang, that knife you're holding is of such high quality! Are you a disciple of some major sect?"

Zhou Xier asked curiously.

In this world, the quality of a martial artist's weapon is usually divided into six levels: Mortal, Yellow, Profound, Earth, Heaven, and Divine.

"I haven't joined any sect; I'd say I'm a rogue martial artist."

Yang Xian replied casually, "As for this knife... a friend lent it to me."

This knife was given to me by Jiang Mengyun.

Yang Xian hadn't really paid much attention to the specific grade; he only knew that anything Miss Jiang made was definitely top-notch.

"To be able to lend out top-tier weapons so easily, Brother Yang's friend must be very rich, right?"

Zhou Xier exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Xian: "Uh... she is indeed quite wealthy."

The girl's voice continued from behind: "Moreover, Xi'er just saw that its conversion rate for ice energy is extremely high! This kind of 'specialized' weapon is very rare!"

Unlike the general-purpose weapons commonly found on the market.

"Specialized" type weapons will only produce extremely high amplification effects on energy of a specific attribute, while having a mediocre effect on other energies.

"I see……"

Yang Xian suddenly realized something.

No wonder when I used the "Ice Soul Divine Technique" to strike, it felt much smoother and more powerful than before.

That's the reason.

Jiang Mengyun knew that Yang Xianxiu practiced ice-based techniques.

Therefore, she carefully selected this straight knife for Yang Xian.

Previously, when hunting monsters outside the city, Yang Xian used the "Thunder Prison Demon Suppression Technique".

Pure lightning-based techniques naturally cannot bring out the true effect of this ice-based weapon.

It wasn't until just now that he belatedly realized something was wrong.

"Mengyun is so thoughtful..."

Yang Xian couldn't help but mutter something under his breath.

It's a Class I weapon, and also a "specialized" type of weapon.

Not only are they expensive, but they are also hard to find.

"By the way, Xi'er, the tone of your voice just now... it was like you were a completely different person."

Yang Xian changed the subject and tentatively began to speak.

"Did Brother Yang find out?" Zhou Xier's voice lowered.

"Hmm... there is indeed another consciousness within my body."

"Brother Yang, do you want to know?"

Yang Xian quickly said, "If it involves your secrets, you don't need to tell me."

Zhou Xier remained silent for a moment.

My master had repeatedly warned me that I must never tell any outsider about "the other me".

But... Brother Yang isn't exactly an outsider.

I should be able to say it, right?

Zhou Xier explained in a low voice:

"My master said that a long time ago, when we were on the run, Xi'er was accidentally traumatized, so 'another me' was born. She appeared to protect me."

"escape?"

Yang Xian keenly grasped this key word.

By this time, the two had crossed the jungle and arrived at a new safe zone.

This is a relatively open valley, and no other players or monsters have been found around it for the time being.

Yang Xian gently put Zhou Xier down from his back.

"Mmm." Zhou Xier nodded, her eyes slightly red.

"The sect was originally located in the neighboring Star City."

"Xi'er followed her master and the others, fleeing all the way from there to Nanhai City."

"My mom and dad, them, them..."

"He died around that time..."