Isn't This a Game? Why Are You All Cultivating for Real!

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Was He Always This Quick?

"Senior Sister, have you noticed those disciples from the Longevity Sect?"

Shui Ping suddenly whispered this mysterious question in Su Huanli’s ear.

Su Huanli looked up. "I haven’t. What’s wrong?"

She didn’t pay much attention to disciples at the Early Stage of Qi Refining.

The only one of note was Song Jiulai, their Sect Master, and even she had only just reached the Qi Refining Middle Stage.

’Could this be what makes the Daughter of Destiny so extraordinary?’

In a place so lacking in Spiritual Energy, her rate of improvement was still faster than others.

Shui Ping’s expression grew thoughtful. "I went down the mountain this morning and saw a few disciples from the Longevity Sect who had just returned. They’ve all reached the Qi Refining Middle Stage."

Since they were close, Shui Ping could clearly sense the aura of their cultivation.

You have to understand, in the Feique Sect, there are only a few dozen disciples at the Qi Refining Middle Stage.

And that number was built up over the last several decades.

But those Longevity Sect disciples had all appeared in a large group just a short while ago.

Shui Ping just hadn’t paid them much attention.

Su Huanli shook her head. "What’s so special about that? Their Sect Master is always running off to First Mountain. Those disciples have guts, so it’s not strange for their Realms to advance. It’s only the Qi Refining Middle Stage. It’ll be surprising when they reach the Foundation Establishment Stage."

Shui Ping said, "Is that so?"

Hearing Su Huanli’s explanation, Shui Ping wondered if she was just overthinking things.

She just felt that something was odd, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on what it was.

Then she sat down and changed the subject. "But that Spiritual Wine they make is quite good."

"Spiritual Wine? You mean the one that has a blood-replenishing effect?" Su Huanli had never drunk it, but she’d heard about it. "That does show some ingenuity."

"It’s ingenious, but a little unnecessary," Shui Ping said, wrinkling her nose. "The taste is great, but it’s too expensive, and its effect is nowhere near as good as Medicine Pills."

"Rarity creates value," Su Huanli said, shooting her a playful glare. "You just think it’s expensive, don’t you?"

’That wine must be delicious.’

She remembered that the food Song Jiulai had made before was even tastier than the mortal food she used to eat.

Even for someone who was about to start Fasting, she’d felt a rare craving.

Shui Ping stuck out her tongue. "One bottle sells for five low-grade spirit stones. How much do you think I’m worth?"

Even for someone like Shui Ping, a Late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, the most she usually had in her bag were two or three Mid-grade Spirit Stones, and they were usually gone after a single purchase.

Su Huanli thought for a moment, then frowned. "The disciples’ progress is one thing, but why are they so fond of making these things that mortals like?"

After all, in the eyes of a Cultivator, getting tainted by worldly attachments is detrimental to the state of mind needed for breaking through to the next Realm.

Even they rarely went down the mountain.

Shui Ping’s parents were in Wang’an County, but she seldom returned.

The players were more diligent about moving around.

It seemed like every time one went, you could see several players from the Longevity Sect.

"Who knows?" Shui Ping said. "Maybe they just have different pursuits."

"But..."

Shui Ping rested her head on Su Huanli’s shoulder. "Actually, I’m quite envious. It’s probably because they don’t feel any pressure."

On the path of Cultivation, who didn’t want to attain the Great Dao and achieve eternal life?

They were still just fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls.

They couldn’t let go of their seven passions and six desires, yet they were forced to sever their emotions.

This was the source of Shui Ping’s pressure. "I miss my mom."

Su Huanli flinched.

’Shui Ping at least has a mother to miss, but I can never see my own mother again.’

Su Huanli sighed softly. "If you miss her, you should go see her. Your mom would be very happy."

"I can’t. I just saw her two months ago." A flicker of conflict crossed Shui Ping’s brow. "If Master finds out, she’ll scold me again. You’ve already reached Foundation Establishment, but it’s still a distant dream for me. If I get on her bad side now..."

At this, Shui Ping’s voice trailed off.

Su Huanli understood Shui Ping’s predicament.

She thought for a moment. "After the heavy snow stops, why don’t you come with me to the border of Demon Cave Valley? Spending some time there will definitely be good for you. Look, even the disciples from the Longevity Sect go. They were only at the Early Stage of Qi Refining, but they came back at the Mid-stage. Gaining more experience is always beneficial."

Shui Ping frowned. "I do want to go, but... I’ll think about it."

In the dead of night, everyone had their own troubles.

As for Song Jiulai, she regretted setting out in the heavy snow the moment she did.

’Han Tian and the others are all back, and they aren’t planning to leave right away, so what am I rushing for? But then again, I really do need to hurry. It would be terrible if we all set out together and ran into each other on the road. Cold as it is, it’s not unbearable.’

The players, of course, had no idea their Sect Master was being so competitive. In any case, they had all returned.

No one knew how many days the heavy snow would last.

They would just wait for the snow to stop before heading out again.

A few players, unable to stand the god-awful weather in the game and with nothing to do, simply logged off to rest.

Liang Xueyao was one of them.

He had intended to work on his Secret Technique, but the snow was too heavy, and he still hadn’t found all the materials to craft a Jiezidai.

Liang Xueyao had been playing the game for several days and nights straight. Of course, he would log off for normal rest and relaxation, but his family was still a little worried when they saw him like this.

Liang Xueyao took off the VR headset.

His eyes fell on the part of his leg that he couldn’t feel.

He froze for a long time.

Perhaps ten or so minutes later, a bitter smile finally appeared on his face.

’This game... it’s truly terrifying.’

Inside the game, he was completely unaware that he was disabled in real life, which was why he had become so deeply immersed in it.

He didn’t want to log off. He didn’t want to return to reality and face this version of himself.

Only in the game did he feel like his true, living self.

After a long moment, Liang Xueyao finally let out a long sigh, got up, and hobbled to the bathroom on his crutch.

Actually, his mental state was much better now. In the past, after doing something, the moment he pulled away from it he would fall into a deep despair. It was a terrible state to be in; he would often smash things to vent his frustration.

At least now, it had eased up a lot.

He was even able to carry on with his daily life normally and wouldn’t get angry when the housekeeper occasionally called him for a meal.

He had also met with Wei Jun and briefly told him about the game.

But since he didn’t work for him, he couldn’t get any more information.

Liang Xueyao knew the government must be paying attention to this game now. He didn’t know what their next move would be, but he hoped the game wouldn’t be affected.

After coming out of the bathroom, he hobbled on his crutch over to a cabinet to get something.

He had been in a wheelchair before and was still quite resistant to using a crutch.

While reaching for the item, however, he accidentally knocked against a cup. In that instant, the cup slipped and fell.

But Liang Xueyao barely even looked up. Before he even knew what he had knocked over, he instinctively reached out to catch it just as it was about to fall.

The cup landed steadily in the palm of his hand.

After catching the cup, Liang Xueyao stared at it, stunned, for a good ten seconds.

Then, he frowned in hesitation.

’Have my reflexes always been this fast?’