No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

Upon hearing Mu Zhixi's words, the group of players behind her who had just been vying to pledge their loyalty turned pale, except for a few, such as Yuexi and Lingxi.

The malice that filled the house was almost tangible, and the words "Do Not Enter" written in blood on the door seemed to be a silent mockery of their overestimation of their abilities.

If they go in, will they come out alive?

Yuexi didn't care at all. She even felt that the gloomy building, combined with Miss Eileen's languid expression, had a unique, decadent beauty.

"Miss Eileen, since you are tired, please rest here." Yuexi bowed slightly, her red dress like fire. "As for those filthy things that don't know their place, leave them to us."

Her words, spoken casually, sent a chill down the spines of the surrounding players. Was the young lady of the Moon Clan going to use them, these "small fry," as a pledge of loyalty to clear out the dangers in the house?

The black-cloaked priest standing in the middle of the group smirked coldly from under his hood. Let them fight, the more chaotic the better, so he can take advantage of the chaos to make his move.

"No need."

Mu Zhixi uttered two words softly, then took a step, her bare feet crunching on the fallen leaves, and walked straight toward the tightly closed wooden door.

The halo of [Sacred Domain - Undying Morning Star] around her moved forward, and the soft silver light fell on the outer wall covered with black vines. The vines that were originally wriggling slightly withered and curled up as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and the black wall faintly revealed a kind of holy texture.

"Crunch—"

The seemingly indestructible wooden door opened automatically the moment Mu Zhixi approached, as if welcoming its true owner.

The room was pitch black, with the faint sounds of a woman sobbing and claws scraping the floor emanating from it.

Yuexi and Cangya exchanged a glance and immediately followed on the left and right. The other players gritted their teeth and also bravely filed in, afraid of being caught by the halo that dispelled the darkness.

The priest in the black cloak mingled in the crowd. As soon as he stepped into the mansion, he felt a chilling aura surging from all directions. But as soon as that aura touched the silver radiance that enveloped everyone, it melted away like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

He looked up and saw that the silver-haired elf had walked to the center of the hall as if no one else was there. Her gaze swept over the furniture covered with cobwebs and bloodstains, and finally landed on a relatively intact velvet sofa.

Mu Zhixi stretched out her slender finger and pointed it at the sofa from a distance.

The next second, all the dirt and dust on the sofa vanished into thin air, restoring its original luxury and cleanliness.

"This place is quite quiet." Mu Zhi Xi was quite satisfied with her cleaning results. She sat down gracefully, rested her chin on one hand, closed her icy blue eyes, and looked like she was about to take a nap.

Players: "..."

Is this considered quiet? Did that headless teddy bear in the corner move just now? And what's dripping from the ceiling doesn't look like water!

But seeing Miss Eileen's calm and smug appearance, they dared not utter a sound and could only stand frozen in place, keeping their eyes and ears open, afraid that a sheep predator might jump out from any corner.

Yuexi quickly grasped the deeper meaning of "quiet." She believed that Miss Eileen was showing them through her actions that as long as she was there, this place would be an absolute safe zone, and all dangers would automatically recede.

So she followed Mu Zhixi's example, found a chair that didn't look too dirty and sat down, and even took out a set of exquisite tea set from her storage space.

Now, even Cangya understood.

She followed suit, casually sitting down on the ground and pulling down the four-eyed player who was about to faint from fright.

For a moment, an extremely eerie scene unfolded in the lobby of the haunted house. More than thirty players, sitting or standing in various postures, surrounded the silver-haired elf on the central sofa, and no one dared to make a sound.

The black-cloaked priest in the corner felt an invisible pressure gripping his throat, rendering him unable to move.

He could feel several cold gazes falling on him, one of which came from the woman in the red dress who was wiping the teacup.

Mu Zhixi had already focused most of her attention on the system panel.

With Yuexi, the master of imagination, watching over Eileen, things are unlikely to go wrong. On the other hand, she is quite concerned about Lanxing.

"Completely bizarre gamification... Survival in the war zone..."

Mu Zhixi browsed the briefing on the current situation of Blue Star that the system had just pushed to her, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly.

The faith value conversion rate of the Blue Star server is ten times that of the Myriad Races server. Now that the strange phenomenon has fully descended and the population base is huge, it is the golden period to harvest faith value.

If she waits until the various war zones stabilize and the players have their own forces and backers, it will undoubtedly be much more difficult for her to "expand her business".

Moreover, the limited-time loan feature is still available, and she has plenty of money now. She can invest in several more high-level avatars, stage a "god saving the world" drama on Earth, and incidentally make the "Sanctuary" brand a household name.

Mu, the unscrupulous boss, was silently calculating in her heart.

Looking across the tens of thousands of war zones on the entire Blue Star, apart from Shen Die, the chief chosen one whom she first fooled, and Yue Xi, who was barely considered a half-outsider on the Myriad Races Server, there are no other war zones.

To this day, not a single person has voluntarily submitted a pledge of allegiance to apply for divine favor.

Even now, not a single player has taken the initiative to apply to become a chosen one. Are they all waiting for her, this "god," to condescend and invite them? These players have no sense at all.

"It's time to show off my divine power before the people of Earth," Mu Zhixi decided.

Eileen's alternate identity has already made her look incredibly cool on the battlefield of the clan war. Staying any longer would only be a repetitive cycle of "passing the bye" and "watching the show," which is utterly boring.

Why not switch the main consciousness back to Goddess Ran and personally go to Blue Star? That way, they can both reap the faith and take the opportunity to see how Wen Gu and the others have developed the Holy Domain headquarters.

With her mind made up, Mu Zhixi's consciousness was withdrawn from Eileen's body, instantly traversing endless space and returning to the goddess's body that was sleeping in the central examination hall number one of the Seven Sins World.

The moment I regained consciousness, a familiar, aggrieved feeling washed over me.

A furry dragon head nuzzled her cheek affectionately, while the dragon girl slept soundly, her arms wrapped around hers, a glistening drop of moisture still clinging to her lips.

Inside the examination hall, the group of dungeon guides, led by the white-collar weirdo, sat upright, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Upon seeing the goddess "open" her eyes, which were covered by white feathers, several top-tier supernatural beings instantly sprang up from their seats and bowed in unison.

"Welcome Your Majesty's awakening."

"I'm fine, it's just... we don't have much time left." Mu Zhixi remained enigmatic, gently stroking the dragon girl's horns in her arms, while her other hand swept across the air, bringing up the real-time map of the Blue Star server.