The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Wu You walked into the steamed bun shop called Lin Ji. The space inside was not large. The wooden tables and chairs had been worn smooth by time, and there were some bumps and scratches on the edges, but they were very clean.

Several yellowed photos, some black and white and some color, are framed in old picture frames hanging on the wall, recording the process of this shop's transformation from a small stall to a storefront.

Several warm yellow lights hung from the ceiling, casting a soft, warm glow over the entire room, and the various furnishings exuded an air of antiquity.

Although the store is small, it was packed with people at the moment.

The line in front of the cashier meandered around almost half the storefront.

Among them were nearby residents wearing pajamas, with messy hair, clearly just woken up, wearing slippers and clutching a few coins in their hands;

There were office workers wearing suits and ties, with briefcases tucked under their arms, looking down at their phones while queuing;

Some students, carrying backpacks, looked anxiously at the students at the front of the line.

There were also some middle-aged people who, although dressed simply, had clothes made of an unusual material. They stood there calmly and occasionally chatted with the people next to them, clearly regulars.

At the front of the line, several middle-aged women wearing aprons were busy at work.

They were incredibly fast, lifting the cage, plating, handing out bags, and collecting money—their movements were fluid and seamless.

Stacks of steamers were piled up to the side, and white steam rose from the gaps in the steamers, enveloping the entire front desk in a hazy mist.

"Sister Lin, three large pieces of meat and one shiitake mushroom."

"Okay!"

"Boss, two meat dishes, eat them here."

"Okay, just a moment, there are two more orders ahead of us."

"Three big pieces of meat, Aunt Lin's business is still as good as ever."

"Is Xiao Chen getting ready to go to work?"

"Aunt Lin, four large pieces of meat, pack them up, divide them into two portions, hurry, we're running out of time!"

"Xiao Li, you're going to be late for school again at this hour."

People of all backgrounds, ages, and social classes have gathered here just to have a bite of this so-called Lin Ji soup dumplings.

It's clear that this store is doing quite well.

Moreover, if it can gain the approval of the nearby residents, the taste must be good. After all, the nearby residents are the group that knows the most authentic situation. Only old shops with real skills can make the neighbors line up every day.

"Boss, you guys find a place to sit first, I'll go get in line."

Gongsun Baizhan glanced at the long queue ahead, estimating that it would take some time to get through, and then turned to Wu You and said.

Outside, Gongsun Baizhan didn't use titles like "Chief" or similar, but instead chose a simple, common word that wouldn't attract too much attention.

Wu You nodded; it was indeed unnecessary for all four of them to queue up.

Then Wu You led Wang Qi and Lu Chenzhou inside, his eyes scanning the shop.

There are no empty tables left.

Wang Qi also said, "Wait a bit, some tables should be almost finished eating."

So the three men in black trench coats chose a corner to stand in.

Meanwhile, the people eating steamed buns nearby also noticed them.

After all, three people wearing black trench coats standing together are indeed quite eye-catching.

Moreover, Wu You, standing in the middle, wearing large sunglasses and with her long white hair simply tied up, was even more eye-catching.

"Wow, she's so good-looking, could she be a celebrity?"

A young man who was eating a steamed bun looked up, his chopsticks hanging in mid-air, and mumbled something before he could even swallow.

Even with sunglasses that almost covered half of his face, Wu You's lower half of his face was still flawless.

"Wow—that aura, she's a true goddess, I'm so envious."

A girl with her hair in a bun next to her nudged her companion with her elbow, her eyes practically sparkling.

"That white hair is just too much! I'm dying of envy!"

With their five senses, Wu You and the others could not escape the whispers of the people in the shop.

Beside him, Wang Qi put down his phone, his shoulders trembling slightly, and his lips twitching slightly; he was barely holding back his emotions.

Then, new voices joined the discussion.

"There are two bodyguards too, so he might actually be a celebrity."

Wu You put down his right hand, which he had been practicing the Talisman Sword Technique, and then...

One cubit.

The movements were clean and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.

"vomit--"

Wu You withdrew his hand and glanced at Wang Qi beside him: "A bodyguard should act like a bodyguard."

Just then, a clear, youthful voice rang out.

"Celebrity sister, why don't you sit here with us first? We'll be finished eating soon."

Wu You and the other two turned their gazes over there.

Two girls wearing blue and white school uniforms were sitting at a table against the wall. The words "Dayun No.1 Middle School" were printed on their uniforms.

The schoolbags that were originally placed next to them had been packed up, and each of them was holding one in their arms, leaving two empty spaces facing each other.

The girl who was speaking had her hair tied in a high ponytail and a slight smile on her face, while the other girl had her head slightly lowered, seemingly a little embarrassed.

Wang Qi turned his head and said in a low voice, but with every word tinged with schadenfreude, "The people have all told you to sit down, so hurry up—celebrity sister?"

Wu You shook her head slightly at the two teenage girls in school uniforms: "Thank you, but no need."

For him, there was no difference between standing and sitting.

Then, he glanced at Wang Qi beside him: "I was originally thinking of giving you two more talisman swords."

Wang Qi's mouth opened slightly.

"The talisman sword... is it the same kind of small sword as before?"

"What else?" Wu You asked in a flat tone.

"Cough cough—" Wang Qi coughed twice, switching his state at an extremely fast speed.

His back straightened, his expression became dignified, and his eyes became devout.

"I admit that I spoke a little loudly just now." His voice was deep and solemn. "Those inappropriate remarks were purely my personal behavior and had nothing to do with the recipient. I hereby retract them and apologize."

Wu You chuckled coldly twice: "Heh."

The two girls blushed slightly when they saw Wu You speaking to them.

The girl with the ponytail poked at the steamed bun on her plate with her chopsticks and whispered to her companion, "This girl is not only cool-looking, but her voice is also so beautiful. You know that cool, aloof yet polite feeling?"

"I understand, I understand." The other girl nodded, her voice barely audible.

Their conversation reached Wu You's ears without missing a single word.

Wu You didn't explain anything, but simply nodded slightly as a polite response.

It's not that Wu You admitted anything, it's just that there's no need to explain this kind of thing. Trying to explain it now would only make things worse.

Wang Qi could no longer laugh at this point.

"Old Wu, no, Brother Wu, Boss, Godfather."

"Do you think I still have a chance?"

Wu You remained expressionless: "Heh."

"Oh no—"

Wang Qi only felt a background music playing beside him: Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is howling—

"There were once two talisman swords that were so close to me that I could almost feel their heavy weight in my pocket."

"But now, I am no longer on the same path as those fish and birds, and we never meet again."

He closed his eyes, as if savoring some profound sorrow, "It hurts, it hurts so much."

Lu Chenzhou listened expressionlessly, without even blinking.

Wu You ignored Wang Qi, who was improvising, and shifted his attention away from Wang Qi, catching something that interested him in the noise.

"Ah, I really envy you, Brother Zhang, you actually passed the martial arts college entrance exam and were admitted to the martial arts university."

A slightly hoarse young male voice came from not far away, carrying a sincere and undisguised envy.

"My dad told me that Martial Arts University is no ordinary place!"

"That's a real chance to change your destiny!"

Wu You tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on a small table by the window. Three boys who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old sat there, each with a basket of soup dumplings in front of them.

College entrance exam, martial arts major, martial arts university.

These words briefly touched Wu You's mind.

He smiled unconsciously, suddenly realizing that in this life he was only of the age to take the college entrance examination.

Aside from possessing some power, there seemed to be no essential difference between myself and them.

We all live in this world, and we all have our own pursuits and troubles.

They are all just passersby in this mortal world.

Thinking of this, he felt a sense of relief, as if some kind of shackle had been broken, and a feeling of ease and contentment emanated from within.

Even the lingering effects of merging with divinity that occasionally appeared at that time have completely disappeared.

A pure and flawless smile bloomed on Wu You's lips, leaving the two schoolgirls who had been secretly watching him momentarily stunned.

"So...so beautiful."

At this moment, Gongsun Baizhan also came over carrying a tall stack of small steamers.

"Lin's Soup Dumplings are here!"

Just then, a group of guests at the next table stood up.

Wu You and the other three sat down.

After the waiter tidied up a bit, Gongsun Baizhan put the steamers he was holding on the table, stacking them high so that steam rose straight up.

Wang Qi couldn't wait any longer and reached out to open a basket.

The plump, white buns are packed in the steamer, their skins so thin they're almost transparent, allowing you to vaguely see the sloshing broth and meat filling inside.

He carefully picked one up with his chopsticks, took a small bite on the side, and steam billowed out.

He slurped the soup, his cheeks bulging, and mumbled, "Mmm, authentic!"

Lu Chenzhou ate the steamed buns quietly, picking one up and putting it in his bowl, dipping it in vinegar, and eating them one by one. Although his expression never changed, he was not slow at all.

Gongsun Baizhan didn't pick up his chopsticks first, but looked at Wu You with anticipation.

Wu You picked one up and took a bite.

The dough is chewy, the meat filling is tender, and the moment the soup bursts in your mouth, the savory flavor fills your entire oral cavity.

"Not bad." He nodded.

Gongsun Baizhan immediately beamed with joy, then grabbed his chopsticks and joined the fray to grab the steamed buns.

Wu You glanced at the three people eating and shook his head with a smile.

The simple pleasures of everyday life are what truly soothe the soul.