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Chapter 232: 232, [The Origin of the Green Pearl]

Translator: 549690339

Behind the Demon Sect, lies the Small Study.

Other than the Second Sister, who was still cultivating in the bamboo forest, everyone else was sitting outside the door of the study.

Shen Yan was also there.

At this moment, the Third Brother and Shen Yan were having tea with their teacher.

Mao Nanbei was sprawled on her big rattan chair, swinging one leg freely in the air from time to time.

The sensible Lin Chan was in charge of pouring tea for the elders, and from time to time, she would peel a lychee and pop it into the lazy mouth of Mao Nanbei.

Mao Nanbei and Lin Chan were the most excited upon seeing Lu Xun’s return.

The petite girl no longer sprawled across the chair, but rather cleared a spot and lightly patted it, signalling for Lu Xun to sit next to her, with their butts touching.

Lu Xun first paid his respects to the teacher before sitting down with a smile.

He swiftly snatched the lychee that Lin Chan was peeling for Mao Nanbei, and stuffed it into his own mouth.

Mao Nanbei was irritated and gave him a bump with her butt, but she didn’t use her little paw to scratch him.

Interestingly, her butt was quite bouncy.

Such a nice butt, it would be a waste not to give it a slap.

Shen Yan was clearly waiting on the hill for Lu Xun, probably to discuss some business.

After sipping a cup of hot tea, the teacher glanced at Lu Xun and turned his head away, looking at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle and casually said with a raised orchid finger:

“Let’s put other matters aside for now, Shen Yan has been waiting for you for a while. You’ve been staying outside the sect for quite some time and presumably had encounters with anomalous people, what’s your opinion on this?”

“Huh?” Lu Xun was dumbfounded, he didn’t expect to discuss this matter.

Well, they indeed asked the right person.

After all, he was once part of the army of bizarre gamers, even though he was unwilling to admit it, he was amongst the most quirky and wayward ones.

Even though Lu Xun held an extraordinary position in the Demon Sect, he was only a high-level chef on the hill. Why suddenly care so much about my opinions?

Despite not understanding the teacher’s meaning, Lu Xun would still say what he was supposed to say.

He first asked Shen Yan, “Sect Master, are there any anomalies among the newly accepted disciples in the Demon Sect?”

Shen Yan nodded and said, “Yes, but most of them were discovered to be anomalies after being accepted into the sect.”

Why did he say it’s majority?

Lu Xun could imagine, there must be some players who told the NPCs during the admission test, mysteriously yet arrogantly, “Do you know? I’m an anomaly~”

There must be similar situations! If there aren’t, I swear I would be standing on my head washing my hair!

“Then Sect Master, what are your thoughts?” Lu Xun first counter-asked.

Continued Shen Yan, “In response to Junior Uncle, other than the anomaly disciples having more strange talks and acting a bit odd, they are actually quite proactive in doing sect tasks, and they are especially…uh, eager to help?”

What do you mean by eager to help? They simply want to develop tasks and gain experience points.

Lu Xun was well aware that some players who like to develop plots talk excessively. They pull over anyone they see for a chat, hoping they could dig out some plotline or hidden tasks.

Shen Yan looked at Lu Xun and said leisurely, “Among these anomaly disciples, many of them have long admired Junior Uncle. They keep asking about your whereabouts and frequently whine about why you haven’t returned to the sect.”

“Ha ha, hahaha.” Lu Xun chuckled awkwardly, feeling a bit awkward.

Luckily, the disciples of the Demon Sect also admired him greatly. The entire outside of the Demon Sect was anti-red, similar to Lu Xun’s fan group.

These players were desperately digging up information about Lu Xun, as a result, they quickly integrated themselves into the fan group.

Just like the saying in the fandom, “As long as you like XXX, we are besties!”

Lu Xun didn’t want to delve deeper into this topic, so he directly expressed his views.

“I think anomalies will be a force that can affect the entire continent’s situation in the future. They can be utilized, and there’s no need to resist them too much.”

“However, it’s better not to let anomalies hold important positions. We shouldn’t entrust vital tasks to them.”

Imagine, if a player took over Gongshu Pan’s position as Law Enforcement Elder, or Sima Chuan’s position as the manager of the Transmission Tower, Lu Xun dared not think about the consequences.

Players, well, just keep assigning tasks to them is enough, give them something to do would do.

The more tasks, the happier they are.

For ordinary Outer Sect Disciples, implementing tasks would affect the cultivation time, but for players, the more tasks they do, the faster they level-up.

They are indeed the best candidates for laboring work.

So, his point is, use the players as the grass root base first, and use them hard!

“By the way, Sect Master. Isn’t the Outer Sect Competition starting in a few days? At that time, we can see the performance of the anomalies.” Lu Xun grinned.

Although the players’ levels are not high, the Outer Sect Competition is mainly to examine the potential of the disciples.

When some players start to show off, they are very eye-catching.

The Outer Sect Competition is indeed a good opportunity for them to express themselves.

Shen Yan nodded, he didn’t say much.

Presumably, he has had no shortage of discussions with the teacher about anomalies recently. But it seems that the teacher treats the players relatively kindly?

After chatting for a few more minutes, Shen Yan excused himself and left.

While sipping hot tea, the teacher, still without looking at Lu Xun, asked, “I heard from Shen Yan that you saved someone down the mountain?”

“Eh, yes. To avoid trouble, I claimed to be your disciple when I saved them.” Lu Xun replied with an awkward smile.

“Aren’t you going to bring out the treasure you used to save people to show me?” the teacher asked.

“Yes, yes, teacher, please help me see what this exactly is.” As he said that, Lu Xun took out the green pearl from the sword sheath.

The teacher, who had seen much and knew a lot and had lived for many years, was the perfect person to ask.

The teacher accepted the green pearl, looked at it in his hand, then closed his eyes to sense it carefully.

The pearl should be of high grade. As far as Lu Xun could tell with his own divine sense, he couldn’t perceive the life force inside it, but it seemed the teacher could.

After a while, the teacher opened his eyes and asked, “Where did you get this pearl?”

Lu Xun didn’t hide anything and told the teacher everything.

That day, both Mao Nanbei and Lin Chan were present. Upon hearing this, the petite girl, who had been itching to join the conversation, cheerfully chimed in with irrelevant bits and pieces of the story.

The teacher glanced at the green pearl in his hand while listening to the two disciples’ story, then he nodded slightly.

“This is a good item, it brings great luck. You’re one lucky fellow.” He said.

“Teacher, what exactly is this thing?” Lu Xun took the teapot from Lin Chan’s hands as he asked, pouring more tea for the teacher.

The teacher returned the green pearl to Lu Xun and said slowly:

“The origin of this pearl probably goes back to ancient times.”