Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 348 Kill me
"That's just pure nonsense!"

This time, it was Jun Chou, who was watching the live stream and gossiping with Fang Xianyu, who spoke.

After figuring out Jun Chou's temperament and characteristics, Fang Xianyu hired him as a "network administrator" to handle some of the trouble caused by players on the otherworldly network. He also granted him certain permissions, allowing him to remotely access the Blue Star network from the Guixu Realm to watch the drama unfold. It's said that this guy has recently become obsessed with reading various online novels, finding them incredibly enjoyable. Even his speech has gradually developed some strange verbal tic—which changes every few days depending on what short videos he's been watching.

Fang Xianyu was curious and pressed for an answer: "What do you mean?"

Jun Chou spread his hands: "Yinglong ran away a long time ago! A while ago, some Taiyin Sect disciples borrowed the fragments of the Douxuan Treasure Mirror, and asked about all sorts of things related to ancient gods. I was just watching from the sidelines!"

Fang Xianyu and Jun Chou were quite familiar with each other. After hearing Jun Chou's words, Fang Xianyu couldn't help but complain, "You, a dignified Mirror Spirit, actually have no connection with the functions of your original body. You're really too weak!"

"There's nothing I can do about it! It's my fault for breaking!" Jun Chou said matter-of-factly. Then, he turned to explain Yinglong's matter: "Yinglong, and many other ancient gods who have disappeared or are said to have perished, have actually all run away! However, according to the images revealed by the fragments of the Douxuan Treasure Mirror, we can only see that they left the Guixu Realm. We don't know exactly where they went!"

As he spoke, he emphasized again, "And I remember very clearly that all the ancient gods, including Yinglong, left with their beards and tails intact, without losing a single pair of eyeballs!"

Fang Xianyu pondered, "Then whose eyes are these?"

You see, thanks to the system, at least during the first playthrough, nothing and no one could harm her. And just now, she barely glanced at those eyes from a distance through the player's puppet body, and her soul was almost damaged—something that had never happened before!
Jun Chou shook his head: "I don't know, I can't recognize it, but it does look like Yinglong's eyeball, only it's not that ancient god 'Yinglong'!"

"Now that we've determined it's not Yinglong... let's try to trick it!"

As Fang Xianyu spoke, he immediately opened a private chat channel with the player facing those two eyeballs, sent a message through Baili Shuang's alias: "That's not Yinglong. Yinglong has already left the Guixu Realm."

Coincidentally, although the two players were unaware that Yinglong and the other ancient gods had left the Guixu Realm, the China Nationalities Project Team on Blue Star was aware of it.

The meeting room nearly erupted in chaos because of these few words relayed by several rabbits—

"Impossible! Based on the information we have obtained, most of the ancient gods, including Yinglong, left the Guixu Realm thousands of years ago and have not returned since, so it cannot be Yinglong!"

"What if the information we obtained is wrong? I mean, although the Mysterious Mirror is said to be infallible, what if it is? After all, it's just a mirror, not a computer. What if it makes a mistake? Or what if we're simply deceived by some kind of illusion?"

"We can't rule out that possibility... but we also need to deduce a path based on the assumption that Yinglong has indeed left the Guixu Realm..."

"I've got it! The official answer from Alpha is that Yinglong has already left the Guixu Realm!"

Is what α says credible?

"Are you kidding me? If what she says is unbelievable, then what you say is believable?"

"No, no, no, what I mean is, what if she's been deceived too?"

"That's hard to say..." Before the discussion in the meeting room had reached a conclusion, the players, facing the two eyeballs that claimed to be Yinglong, were already planning to try and bluff the thing, following Fang Xianyu's plan—

"How could you possibly be Yinglong! Yinglong left the Guixu Realm long ago!"

"Shut up!"

Unexpectedly, the voice became anxious after the initial provocation, speaking much faster and with even greater force: "I am—the—Ying—Dragon!"

Seeing that things were looking promising, the player pressed on, asking, "Why did you impersonate Yinglong? And why did you kill so many innocent people, turning Tiangui Mountain into such a hell on earth?"

"I am—a—Ying—Long! Ying—Long!"

No matter how angry the voice was, it always replied with the same sentence, which really puzzled the player.

"Oh right, let's say you are Yinglong!" Seeing that the reverse approach wasn't working, the player decided to try to reason with him and see if he could get any information out of him. He asked, "Even if you are Yinglong, why did you turn Tiangui Mountain into this? Was it to take revenge on the Sword Sect?"

"Sword Sect! Sword Sect!"

Unexpectedly, the words "Sword Sect" seemed to act as a switch, instantly exciting the voice, which finally changed to a separate sentence and repeated it:

"Give me! Flesh and blood! Sword Sect! Flesh and blood!"

After meticulously recording every word the voice repeated, the player posted it to the team channel and also shared it in the group chat. Then, they continued to probe, "What do you need flesh and blood for? Why are you asking the Sword Sect for flesh and blood?"

"Sword Sect! Flesh and blood! Resurrection..."

When the word "resurrection" was uttered, the voice suddenly became very somber. At that moment, the other player also returned to normal. He hurriedly withdrew his finger that was poking at the eyeballs, and moved several meters away in fear. Only when he looked at the pair of eyeballs in the distance that seemed to have stopped moving around did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The player, still diligently trying to extract information from the voice, racked his brains to ask every related question he could think of: "Resurrection? You want to be resurrected? Were you dead? Did the Sword Sect kill you? Or did the Sword God kill you?"

But the voice's reply became increasingly perplexing, even incoherent, consisting of nothing but "resurrection" and a jumble of nonsensical words: "Resurrection...resurrection...run...flesh and blood...resurrection...run...find the dragon clan...the sword sect...blood...resurrection...resurrection...kill me..."

"Who's running? Looking for the Dragon Clan and the Sword Sect? Are you going to the Sword Sect to find the Dragon Clan? But didn't you kill all the members of the Sword Sect? And what does 'kill you' mean?"

This time, the barrage of questions received no new answers. The voice had reverted to its original form, repeatedly shouting "I am Yinglong." No matter how the two tried to probe it, they could no longer elicit any change from it. Even its eyes, which had stopped moving, began to spin wildly again, the narrow pupils contracting and expanding with the movement of the pupils, looking quite eerie.

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