Chapter 225: Senior, It’s Me, Your Little Friend
’I didn’t expect this system to be so decisive.’
Recalling the rumors she’d heard about the Sect Master being a cheapskate, the woman stopped arguing. She changed her tune with a grin, "Sorry, I was being greedy. One point it is, then."
The system was very satisfied. "One person, one point. Next time we release a large batch of slots, thousands of players will be using your face. Won’t you be rich then? Young one, don’t be so impatient. Take it one steady step at a time."
"Oh?" The woman picked up on more information. "There are only a hundred and fifty people this time. When will you be releasing thousands of slots?"
System: "You’ll just have to wait another, oh, fifty or sixty years."
The woman: "..."
She got the picture. Not only was this system as flexible as a real person, but it was also unreliable and spouted a lot of nonsense.
’If this isn’t a real person playing a role, what level of technology would it take to create a data AI like this?’
The woman considered herself exceptionally knowledgeable, but even she couldn’t imagine such technology existing.
She chuckled dryly. "Well, it seems like your game will be running for a long, long time, then."
System: "You don’t need to probe me. As long as the Sect Master is alive, this game won’t be shut down."
The woman: "..."
’So direct!’
’But that’s more than enough information.’
’Looks like Blue Star is in for a major upheaval.’
With the existence of a game that defied all logic, some people were bound to panic. It was impossible to know what changes would happen then.
Besides, the system had made things even clearer.
They had to protect the Sect Master.
And the Sect Master needed to develop the Sect.
So, they had to make sure Song Jiulai kept growing.
After all, this was the Cultivation World. As the Longevity Sect grew stronger, it would inevitably clash with other Major Sects.
Without sufficient strength, all they could do was wait for death.
The system urged her, "Choose your ID."
The woman thought for a moment. "I’ll be called Qing Guo."
System: "..."
It was a bit shameless, but a look at the face she’d created was convincing enough.
Fortunately, the name had such a powerful aura that no other player had taken it yet. Qing Guo got it easily.
System: "Please select your login location. There are currently five places to choose from."
Before the system could finish, Qing Guo said directly, "I choose the Taixue Sect."
"Oh?" the system said. "You’re quite confident, beautiful."
Qing Guo: "..."
’Why is this system so flirtatious?’
She gave a slight smile. "This game may be dangerous, but I love a good thrill."
Who likes to play a game that isn’t thrilling?
Life-skill players: ?
The system delivered its final, mechanical-sounding speech: "Entering the Taixue Sect will result in a random spawn point. I cannot guarantee where you will appear. There are no revives in this game. However, as a reward for you, all points you earn in the first month will be tripled. As long as you work hard, you might have a better start than others."
Qing Guo nodded. "I understand."
After reciting the game rules as usual, the system sent Qing Guo directly into the game.
Meanwhile, it sent a character model photo of Qing Guo to Song Jiulai, who was on her way to find Zhai Xiaotian. "What do you think of this face?"
"WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA." Song Jiulai’s eyes widened as she stared. "Holy crap, who made this? Which player?"
Seeing that face, Song Jiulai’s eyes were practically glued to it.
Appreciating beauty is human nature. Moreover, before entering the game, Song Jiulai was just an ordinary corporate drone whose favorite pastime was scrolling through pictures of handsome men and beautiful women.
Especially a masterpiece like this.
No exaggeration, if Song Jiulai saw someone like that in real life, she’d stare after them until they were a dot on the horizon.
"Qing Guo. Just joined. She went to the Taixue Sect."
Song Jiulai slapped her thigh in frustration. "Why couldn’t she think it through?"
System: "Probably one of the national team members. She was even probing me. The face creation during the game’s initial setup is also part of the assessment process. Many players can’t create a good face because their consciousness integration is poor. This also depends on talent. Barring any accidents, she’s guaranteed to have a Metal Spirit Root. Even if she ends up in the Taixue Sect, as long as she’s discovered—being both beautiful and possessing a top-tier Spirit Root—there’s a high probability she’ll be accepted into a Sect."
That’s why someone like her had the confidence to choose the Taixue Sect.
For an ordinary player, choosing the Taixue Sect was no different from seeking death.
"True. For a face like that, I’d be willing to make an exception too."
Song Jiulai looked at the perfect face and couldn’t help but click her tongue in amazement. "How did she even create that? We’re all human, how can the difference in aesthetic sense be so vast?"
Being good-looking really was useful.
Many people on the Yunzhou Continent were good-looking, but if their original, natural face wasn’t great to begin with, there was only so much that could be done.
After all, the Human Clan is born from the womb!
Whether your genes are good or not is determined from birth.
Although Cultivators could alter their appearance, it was merely a disguise.
Because on the Yunzhou Continent, people also believed in letting nature take its course.
The original face was considered the best, unless it had a fatal flaw.
Otherwise, directly modifying one’s face and changing things that shouldn’t be changed could—according to the principles of physiognomy on the Yunzhou Continent—affect one’s future in cultivation.
At most, cultivation could alter one’s disposition and refine facial features to be more pleasant, which was why it was rare to see a particularly ugly Cultivator.
However, there were still huge variations in looks and height.
But the Yunzhou Continent didn’t have a pathological obsession with beauty either.
This was also why, even though Song Jiulai had used several ugly faces and the players’ default system faces weren’t very attractive, Cultivators didn’t particularly discriminate against them...
But beautiful people were always a feast for the eyes!
But the person had already gone to the Taixue Sect. Song Jiulai felt a little regretful that she wouldn’t get to feast her eyes on her in person.
If someone like that appeared, the entire county would be shaken.
She was too beautiful; it felt like a small sect wouldn’t be able to handle her.
’What if a Major Sect takes a liking to her and forcibly demands her from me?’
Thinking about it this way, it was probably for the best that she went to the Taixue Sect.
’I just wonder if she’ll be lucky enough to get in.’
Song Jiulai found Zhai Xiaotian drinking in a tavern. She had changed her face this time. She had just entered and hadn’t even spoken when Zhai Xiaotian shot her a glance. "I’m off today. Not going to Liu Xian City."
Song Jiulai instantly felt her world come crashing down. "Senior, I haven’t even said anything yet!"
"The moment someone from your Sect shows up, I know exactly what kind of crap you’re about to spew."
Zhai Xiaotian sneered, this particular Cultivator dropping all pretense of elegance. "You’re at the Foundation Establishment Stage now too. All you need is a good Flying Magical Treasure, and reaching Liu Xian City in a day won’t be difficult for you. Your Spiritual Energy is several times that of a normal Cultivator."
Hearing this, Song Jiulai’s heart skipped a beat. She immediately waved her hands with a playful smile. "Senior, what are you talking about? What Spiritual Energy? I’m just in the Qi Refinement Realm. Besides, where would I get the money to buy a Flying Magical Treasure? They’re so expensive..."
Zhai Xiaotian let out a long, slow sigh. "I was originally going to say I’d lend you my gourd for a bit."
Song Jiulai rushed forward and grabbed Zhai Xiaotian’s arm. "Senior, it’s me, your little friend! Don’t you recognize me? I’m the one you smuggled across the first time!"
She switched back to the face she had been wearing when she first met Zhai Xiaotian.
Zhai Xiaotian: "..."
’So shameless. No wonder she’s produced so many unreliable disciples!’