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

While washing up in the morning, Wu You looked in the mirror and pulled up the stray hairs from her forehead.

He stared at his face in the mirror for two seconds, stunned.

His skin was even and his complexion was delicate. His features were much softer than before, and he was almost too handsome. He turned his head left and right, and the more he looked at him, the more unfamiliar he seemed.

Who is this?

He sighed.

What's going on? Practicing swordsmanship feels like I've had plastic surgery.

To be honest, Wu You didn't really want this change: an outstanding appearance often brings trouble, and trouble is what he hates most.

Moreover, being so good-looking, carrying a sword doesn't really intimidate anyone. If he walked down the street with a sword, people would probably just think he was a cosplayer.

Thinking of this, he sighed again.

Let down the loose strands of hair and let your bangs cover your eyebrows and eyes again.

This is slightly better; it's not as noticeable.

. . .

When Wu You returned to school, even though it had only been a weekend, he felt as if he had been in another world.

From being pulled into the Dark Domain by a Tier 3 Corpse Species for the first time, almost powerless to fight back, to later killing that Tier 3 Corpse Species, joining the Investigation Bureau, and even completing the first cleanup mission after becoming a Torchbearer, he also took the time to learn a sword technique at the White Fish Martial Arts School.

All of this happened in just a few days.

He sat in his seat, leaning back in his chair, watching the students running on the playground outside the window. Sunlight streamed in and fell on the desks, just like any other Monday.

But he is different now.

He withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and began to practice the Phantom Flowing Cloud Sword Technique in his mind.

My heart moves with the clouds, my will roams with the sword. The sword's energy rises from my dantian, like clouds emerging from a mountain peak, endlessly accumulating power. Before its sharpness is even seen, its intent is already full...

Halfway through the rehearsal, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

He took it out and glanced at it.

Wang Mumu: "Why didn't you add my cousin?"

Wu You was stunned for a moment, then speechless.

How did she know I hadn't added her? Did she go out of her way to ask?

He shoved his phone back into his desk and ignored it. He didn't have time to play house with the other kids.

After acquiring the Sword Mastery trait, you can also increase your proficiency by practicing swordsmanship in your mind!

He closed his eyes and continued practicing.

. . .

When school ended in the afternoon, Wu You glanced at the Sword Manual panel.

Phantom Cloud Sword Technique (Beginner) (182/1000)

No improvement in proficiency was achieved.

Ok.

He had expected this long ago. After all, it was a sword technique that could grant the user the ability to kill third-tier corpses even at the beginner level, so it was normal that it was difficult to master.

If you could master it after just two repetitions like the Swimming Fish Sword Technique, that would be a miracle.

After thinking for a moment, he invested all the experience points he had gained yesterday into it.

Allocable experience points: 90 → 0

Phantom Cloud Sword Technique (Beginner) (182/1000) → Phantom Cloud Sword Technique (Beginner) (272/1000)

A warm current flowed through him, and he gained more insights into the Phantom Cloud Sword Technique. Those parts that were previously a bit blurry were now much clearer.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Hmm, adding points to Dark Blue is still faster.

Of course, this wouldn't have been possible without the help of those kind-hearted "corpses." You should go out more often when you have time and find some kind-hearted "corpses" to talk to.

He packed his schoolbag and walked out.

As soon as I stepped out of the school gate, a clear voice rang in my ears.

Why aren't you replying to my messages!?

Wu You turned his head to look.

With long, straight black hair, an oval face, and wearing the summer uniform of No. 5 Middle School, Hua Linlin stood at the school gate with her hands on her hips, her brows furrowed, looking like she was about to interrogate someone.

"Wu You asked me..."

She had just opened her mouth when a gentle breeze blew by.

The wind wasn't strong; it just ruffled her shoulder-length hair and blew away Wu You's bangs that were covering her eyebrows and eyes.

Hua Linlin was stunned.

She looked at Wu You's face, opened her mouth, but forgot what she was going to say.

That face...

Is this what Wu You actually looks like?

She carefully recalled the Wu You she had seen in class before.

It seems... it seems that's not the case.

The Wu You of the past was gloomy and always had his head down, making him seem unapproachable. She had never really looked at what he looked like.

But now this face...

How could... how could it be so beautiful?

Wu You frowned slightly when he saw her staring blankly at his face.

He didn't linger; he walked right past her, out of the school gate, and disappeared around the corner.

He didn't have time to chat with these teenage girls who craved attention.

He still needs to go to Fengxiang Martial Arts School today to check out their sword-training rooms and see if there's any chance to learn their swordsmanship.

At the school gate, Hua Linlin remained standing still.

My mind was filled with the scene I had just witnessed.

She stood there until several girls in school uniforms came out of the school gate.

"Linlin!" Someone patted her on the shoulder. "Why are you standing at the school gate in a daze?"

"what?"

Hua Linlin exclaimed "Ah!" and came back to her senses.

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" She waved her hand, a blush quickly spreading across her face. "I was just thinking about something."

She glanced at the girl; she was a classmate from the next class.

"Xiao Dan, I have to go now!"

After saying that, she turned and ran, running very fast, her hair all disheveled.

Several girls looked at each other, watching her run away.

"Why is Hua Linlin's face so red?" a girl whispered. "Could she be in love?"

The girl called Xiao Dan glanced at her, a meaningful smile appearing on her lips, a glint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.

"Isn't this normal? Hua Linlin changes boyfriends faster than she changes clothes."

The last girl hesitated for a moment after hearing this, then whispered, "Sister Dan, this isn't something you spread..."

He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"You can't just say things like that." Xiao Dan glared at her. "What do you mean I spread rumors? I'm just stating the facts, okay?"

The girl shrank back, not daring to say anything more.

. . .

the other side.

Hua Linlin ran to an intersection, stood by the roadside, and patted her bright red face.

"Hua Linlin, Hua Linlin," she muttered to herself, "even though you're a sucker for good looks, you can't just stare at people like that. Now look what's happened, they'll definitely think you're a pervert."

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, and she patted her face again.

drip-

A loudspeaker blared.

A black sedan pulled up next to her, and the window slowly rolled down.

"Linlin".

A middle-aged man's face appeared, with a gentle smile.

"Ah, Dad!" Hua Linlin was stunned for a moment, then quickly opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

The car started and smoothly entered the traffic.

"What were you thinking about just now?" The man glanced at her. "So engrossed."

"Huh? Uh..." Hua Linlin stammered, "N-nothing. It's just something that happened at school."

"Oh." The man nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

After a while, he spoke again: "I heard from Xiaohui that you recommended one of your classmates to him?"

Hua Linlin was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening.

"Ah...yes," she said, "he's also a classmate who likes swordsmanship, I think they'll have a lot in common..."

The man glanced at her and noticed a slight blush still lingering on her face.

He gave a thoughtful look.

"I see."

. . .

Wu You got off the bus and looked up at the building in front of him.

It has a rather antique charm: green bricks and gray tiles, two stone lions standing at the entrance, and a plaque hanging above it with the four characters "Fengxiang Martial Arts School".

He was familiar with this building.

After all, I was here just two days ago.