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

Mu Zhixi stood there immaculately, white feathers gently falling. The dragon girl in her arms opened her clear eyes and curiously looked around. In her hand, she held a small white jade plate, in the center of which sat a dark object.

Wen Gu subconsciously used a detection spell on the pastry, and the system panel immediately started flashing wildly.

[WARNING: An unresolved high-level energy aggregate has been detected. This item exhibits multiple characteristics of rule contamination. It is recommended to move away immediately and seek refuge in a higher-level entity!]

[Hidden Log: You attempted to peer into the unspeakable creation; your mental resistance has been permanently lowered by one point; you have gained the gaze of a higher-dimensional being.]

Looking at the hidden log entry that had appeared on the system panel, Wen Gu broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly lowered his head and dared not look at the pastry again, fearing that if he continued to look, his sanity would be reduced to zero.

Han Yue rolled around several times in a disheveled state until he managed to stop by bracing himself against the ground with his short blade.

Is this really something a human can eat?

He stared at the pastry that exuded a terrifying aura, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty, and his hand gripping the long knife trembling uncontrollably.

Mu Zhixi took in everyone's reactions, watching as these players, who were so decisive in killing in this strange world, dared not even approach a piece of burnt pastry.

She originally just wanted to slack off and do nothing, but these people always imagined her as a cunning mastermind. Since that's the case, she might as well play the part to the fullest.

Mu Zhixi casually placed the white jade plate on the stone table next to her.

"The timing is still a bit off."

The beauty's tone was ethereal and calm. Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts were in their throats, fearing that Her Majesty the Goddess might get excited again and conduct another cooking exercise that could destroy the war zone.

Mu Zhixi had long since lost interest in the pastry; she was preoccupied with something else.

As the highest authority in the Holy Land, it's somewhat improper for her to personally go through dungeons and wander around. The leader of a top-tier power should sit on a high throne and wait for others to come and worship her. Instead of running around everywhere, she should issue a server-wide quest and let players come to her on their own initiative.

In Eileen's fantasy world, she can arrange things however she wants.

Without hesitation, Mu Zhixi opened the system shop and spent 64,800 faith points to purchase the right to make ten announcements across the entire server. This expense was indeed considerable, but as long as the spectacle was impressive, the subsequent returns from exploiting the system would definitely be substantial.

To coincide with the announcement, she pretended to sense a change in the heavens, slowly closed her eyes, and let the white feathers sway gently in the wind.

Upon seeing this, Han Yue immediately exchanged a glance with Wen Gu, and both of them saw a strong sense of inquiry in each other's eyes.

Han Yue lowered his voice and told the person next to him his guess, convinced that His Majesty must have noticed some unspeakable change.

Wen Gu pushed up his glasses and quickly scribbled notes in his notebook, firmly believing that every moment of the goddess's contemplation could potentially trigger a change of era.

Mu Zhixi listened to these absurd analyses and didn't even bother to complain. She simply edited the information in the system backend and then clicked send.

[Server-wide announcement: The bells of the Holy Land have rung, and the ancient divine kingdom is reviving from the mist. Searching for lost coordinates, all who possess fragments of the Old Era's Records can begin the trial to ascend the ladder to godhood.]

This announcement scrolled across all Blue Star players' screens ten times in an extremely domineering manner, causing an uproar among the Blue Star server's player community.

The message was transmitted to the multiverse server through spies. Those high-star races that were originally observing could no longer hold back. The allure of the word "Sacred Domain" was enough to make any living being abandon reason.

Even the title of God cannot compare to the title of Holy Domain, because the Holy Domain truly has gods!

Looking at the ever-increasing faith points in the background, Mu Zhixi was satisfied and confirmed her plan. Next, countless people would surely rush to this fictional coordinate.

She only needs to stay in the safe illusion, reap the benefits, and watch the players work for her.

Shen Die then stopped thinking. If her guess was correct, this was definitely a signal that the Holy Domain had fully recovered and was preparing to wage war against the Old Royal Court.

"A gust of wind may rise from the tip of a blade of grass; it's time to move the pieces in the game."

After uttering this ambiguous statement, Mu Zhixi fell silent. Her melancholy demeanor silenced all who dared not utter a word in rebuttal.

Han Yue keenly grasped the meaning of the word "move" and began to quickly search his mind for the movements of various forces.

Nowadays, races above the nine stars are wary of the Holy Domain's power and dare not easily descend upon Blue Star. However, there are always some people with ulterior motives who will try every means to exploit loopholes.

At this moment, on the outer defense line of the thirteenth district of Blue Star, a tall and slender figure held a paper umbrella and walked slowly across the wasteland.

The newcomer wore an elaborate, moon-white robe, its hem fluttering gently in the wind. He stood tall and moved with light steps.

The man had long, smooth black hair, casually tied up with a jade hairpin. His face was refined and elegant, so handsome that it was almost impossible to tell if he was male or female. His phoenix eyes were captivating, yet his brows revealed a hint of coldness.

If someone unaware of his background saw "him," they would probably think he was a noble young master from some secluded immortal sect, rather than a player who had stepped into the wasteland.

As a direct descendant of the Nine Star race, Fu Qingfeng's purpose in coming to Blue Star was to make contact with the mysterious and unpredictable Holy Domain.

All the major high-star races secretly coveted Blue Star, but because they were wary of the existence of the Holy Goddess, they dared not act rashly. Fu Qingfeng, on the other hand, took advantage of his status as Yuexi's fiancé to legitimately step into this strange land.

He folded his paper umbrella and glanced at the heavily guarded survivor base ahead. A faint holy glow still lingered above the base, and the energy fluctuations that seemed to transcend all things made him instinctively feel apprehensive.

Such a high-profile move naturally attracted the attention of the base guards. Several players from the Holy Domain Hall quickly stepped forward, pointing their weapons at the man of unknown origin.

"Halt! This is a sacred sanctuary; unauthorized personnel are not permitted to enter."

A guard shouted a stern command to stop them, but when they saw the newcomer's face clearly, they couldn't help but pause in surprise.

The man before them was so strikingly handsome, with fair skin and exquisite features. If it weren't for his tall stature and prominent Adam's apple, they would almost have mistaken him for a stunningly beautiful woman.

Fu Qingfeng stopped in his tracks, a perfectly gentle smile appearing on his face, his voice clear and melodious, like jade striking each other.

"My name is Fu Qingfeng, from the Jiaoyue Clan of the Myriad Races Server. I have some connection with your Miss Yuexi and have come here specifically to pay you a visit. I would appreciate your kind assistance."

Upon learning that the other party came from the Myriad Races Server, the guards' vigilance lessened slightly, but they still did not let their guard down.

In recent days, news about the Myriad Races Server has already spread among the player community. They are well aware that there are many powerful individuals there, far surpassing anything Blue Star can offer.

"Miss Yuexi is currently on the battlefield of the clan's destiny, not here."

The captain of the guard answered in a deep voice, but his attitude had become much more respectful.

"However, since you are an old friend of Miss Yuexi, please wait a moment while we need to report to our superiors."

Mu Zhixi, far away in the back garden of the illusion, saw this scene clearly through the system's omniscient perspective.

As she looked at Fu Qingfeng, whose acting was so natural, a playful smile slowly crept onto her lips.

If a chess piece is offered to you, you might as well use it.

Mu Zhixi decided to prepare a surprise for this uninvited guest. She gently flicked her slender fingers in the air, consuming faith points to activate the Goddess Vest's skill [Divine Descent].