Chapter Seventy-One: The Remaining Pages

  The wind was strange, and there were two places where he couldn't figure it out. One was why the person in green wanted to give him something; the second was how the person in green had found him! In a game world with hundreds of millions of people, it's not easy to meet a specific person as scheduled. The wind thought hard and felt that there was no other way except for the person in green to have been following him from yesterday until now. If that were true, why did the person in green want to give him something so urgently?

  It's useless to think too much, let's just take a look at what's inside!

  The wind blew gently against the lid of the box and with a slight effort, it popped open with a "click".

  The thing in the box looked like a piece of paper, yellowed and wrinkled, old and tattered.

  The wind was blowing gently as I picked it up with both hands to take a closer look, confirming that it was indeed a piece of paper. The paper looked quite old and had dried out to the extreme, probably shattering like glass if thrown to the ground.

  Pay attention to the stiffness of the paper, and only then notice that there are still words written on it. Concentrate and look closely, discovering that the characters are written freely from left to right, from top to bottom. Quickly stringing together the text to read through once, Feng Xiao Xiao's heart skips a beat.

  The first thing to do is to secretly inform Lao Da, asking him to rush to Xiangyang quickly, saying that there are 100,000 urgent matters at hand, but what exactly they are can only be said after he arrives, and guaranteeing that if Lao Da doesn't come, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

  Lao Da received the message, saying that since it wasn't a matter of life and death, he wouldn't come over. He should focus on leveling up instead. However, he couldn't bear Feng Xiao Xiao's constant harassment, and seeing his sincere expression sparked his curiosity. Not only that, but Lao Da's carefree friend also expressed interest in following along to see what kind of trouble Feng Xiao Xiao was stirring up.

  The two arrived at the tea house as scheduled, and Feng Xiao was waiting for them on the first floor.

  The two of them sat down eagerly and began to ask what was going on with Feng Xiao Xiao.

  The wind was blowing gently, neither too fast nor too slow. First, he poured a cup of tea for each of the two people, then pulled over Lao Da's hand onto his own left hand, and patted Lao Da's hand with his right hand: "Lao Da, this matter is probably quite stimulating to you, you need to prepare yourself mentally!"

  The boss swung open his wind-swept hands and laughed: "What's up, speak quickly!"

  The wind was still blowing fiercely, and he remained stern: "I'm not joking with you!"

  "What's going on, you'd better say it!"

  "The wind whispers: 'You're so anxious, I really don't dare say!'"

  The boss stared at the wind for a long time and said, "Alright, I'll calm down!"

  "After a gentle breeze had blown for a moment, he said: 'Are you ready?'"

  The boss nodded silently.

  The wind whispers and wants to speak but stops, suddenly sighs and says: "I don't know where to start!"

  The old man was now tearful, covering his chest with one hand, looking very miserable. He muttered: "Just say it! Did you receive some phone call? Is something wrong at my home?"

  The wind was blowing strongly, and one glance made a joke that had gone too far. Hurriedly dissuading him, saying: "What are you thinking about? It's just an in-game matter!"

  The boss immediately returned to normal, his spirit refreshed, and he jumped up saying: "You're messing with me! You'd better tell me clearly!" As he spoke, he drew out his golden silk ring knife from behind his back, making a chopping motion.

  The wind was howling and he didn't dare to be slow, so he hastily handed over that tattered paper.

  The boss took over the broken paper, looked at Feng Xiao-xiao with suspicion, and his eyes scanned the broken paper.

  His eyeballs rolled around on the paper for a few circles, Lao Da's line of sight quickly converged into a point, his breathing became urgent, his mouth opened wide, and he said several "ahs": "Ah! Ah! Ah!......"

  Xiaoyao hadn't even finished enjoying the previous event when he saw Lao Da take out a tattered piece of paper and have such a violent reaction, feeling quite strange. After glancing at Feng Xiao Xiao, he shouted: "What thing is this? A Swiss banknote?" As he spoke, he stood up and glanced at the tattered paper in Lao Da's hand.

  He read out loud: "Tian Xing Knife Technique Fragment!" Xiao Yao was also shocked, and hastily continued reading. After all, it's just a game, the text below wasn't an incantation or anything, but rather an introduction to the item's properties, which read: Tian Xing Knife Technique Fragment, used in conjunction with Tian Xing Knife Technique, makes up for the deficiencies of Tian Xing Knife Technique and increases the level of mastery.

  Xiao Yao and Lao Da were both masters, of course they understood the value of this paper. After being stunned for a moment, they asked in unison: "Where did it come from?"

  The wind was blowing, and just as he was about to tell the story, he suddenly remembered that he had promised the man in green not to reveal his identity. So, the man in green in the story was replaced by the person who stole things yesterday.

  "Who is he?" "Do you know him?" "Why did he want to give it to you?"...

  The wind whistled and replied in a bad mood: "How would I know? I didn't even look at his face!"

  After another moment of silence, the old man said calmly: "Since that's the case, there's no need to worry about it anymore. The goods are genuine and reasonably priced, as for whether he has any ulterior motives, we can only take things one step at a time!"

  Xiao Yao nodded in agreement with Feng Xiao Xiao, who secretly praised Lao Da for being mature and composed, with a shocking calmness that allowed him to calm down so quickly. If it were Ju Bao Pen, he would probably have been excitedly jumping up and down by now.

  But Lao Da quickly dug his own grave for the tall image in Feng Xiao Xiao's heart, only to see him suddenly flush red with excitement, his voice trembling as he said to Feng Xiao Xiao: "Then I'll use this thing?!"

  The wind whispers, looking at Lao Da's appearance, and says helplessly: "It was originally meant to be used by you!" In his heart, he thought it was no wonder that he was so calm, and the ownership of the thing had not been clarified until just now.

  The boss's next move was even more disappointing to Feng Xiao Xiao. Feng Xiao Xiao had been worried that the boss would get too excited after getting what he wanted and forget how to use the stairs, so he specifically chose to meet on the first floor. Now, looking at the boss's state, he couldn't help but feel secretly pleased with his own arrangements. If they had met on the second floor, where Feng Xiao Xiao was used to gathering, the boss would have definitely rolled down. But unexpectedly, despite all his calculations, he still overestimated the boss. After confirming ownership of the thing, the boss got so excited that he even forgot how to walk, stepping out with his left foot and hooking his right foot, causing himself to trip and fall.

  It's inevitable that the treasure is excited, so there will be a scene where the old man is teased at first. Unexpectedly, the old man was actually stimulated to this extent. Feng Xiao Xiao couldn't help but laugh and cry, and she rolled her eyes in the direction of Lao Da, meaning: "Look at that useless person."

  He looked carefree at first, but his eyes were also wandering aimlessly. After a while, with a sob in his voice, he spoke to the wind: I want the remaining pages of Mount Hua's swordsmanship.

  The wind was so strong that it almost took his breath away. He irritably retorted, "Even if such a thing really existed, I would have used it myself first!"

  I almost cried listening to this song.

  When the old man was fully recovered, as they were about to leave, the old man still held onto Feng Xiao Xiao's hand and wouldn't let go. He hummed and muttered something that couldn't be heard clearly. Feng Xiao Xiao understood what he meant - it was a feeling of gratitude that couldn't be expressed in words. Feng Xiao Xiao thought to herself: if you can't express it in words, then don't learn from the pigs and hum!

  When the old man took three steps back, he turned his head, and with two steps, he beckoned goodbye, reluctant to part ways. The wind was still before it finally calmed down. With this calmness, previous doubts surged up again in my mind, but scratching my head, I still couldn't figure it out. It seems the only solution is what the old man said: take one step and see one step at a time.

  Since the things have been given to Lao Da, and there's nothing much to worry about, instead of indulging in wild thoughts here, it's better to cherish time and practice levels. Thinking so, Feng Xiao Xiao took a stroll around the city, packed up her luggage, and then plunged into the deep mountains and old forests, starting her own bitter cultivation...

  A person practicing alone is lonely. Whenever they are struggling, the wind whispers "I am a master, I am a lone seeker of defeat, I am high up and unbeatable" to comfort themselves. The wind focuses on practicing, after the boss got the residual page, their mood has been particularly good, giving great support to the wind's practice, especially in terms of economy. This way, the wind can afford to have enough money every day after logging off to cultivate basic internal skills until the next day's login. Finally, one day, the wind was surprised to find that the proficiency of basic internal skills had reached 100%, and the wind began to pack their bags and return to Mount Hua to seek a master and learn new skills.