My Text-Based Cultivation Game

Nangong Zi threw a wine gourd into the sky, and the gourd immediately grew larger and floated in mid-air.

Then Nangong Zi jumped onto the wine gourd and waved to Yunyang.

"Let's go, junior brother."

Yunyang hopped onto the gourd, but then suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, by the way, Lao Deng, when can I collect my reward for winning first place in the outer sect competition?"

"Old Deng? Is that me?"

The Fourth Elder pointed to himself, somewhat bewildered as he heard the term "Old Deng" for the first time.

"Um...yes."

"Hmm..." After pondering for a moment, the Fourth Elder replied, "Wait until you've mastered your eldest sister's escape technique, then your second senior brother will take you to the sect's treasury."

"OK."

Yunyang nodded. It was more important to move the accompanying NPCs to the new scene first.

After Yunyang was taken away by Nangong Zi, the Fourth Elder muttered to himself, "Hiss, Old Deng... that's a good word."

"Old" means old age, which means long life, and "ascend" means to climb high, implying that one's cultivation level is rising step by step.

Putting these two words together, doesn't it mean that the longer one's lifespan, the higher one's cultivation level?

That's a good word.

I have no idea where this kid learned that.

Just then, a portly man flew in from a distance.

"Master, you're here! You haven't even looked at the cultivation supplies for Chunyang Peak this year."

"Oh, you can handle those troublesome things yourself," the Fourth Elder said impatiently. "Also, don't call me Master anymore, just call me Old Deng."

"ha?"

Old... Deng?

The pot-bellied cultivator looked completely bewildered.

What word is this?

I don't know why, but I always feel that this word doesn't seem so good.

……

"Young Master!!!"

In a small villa in the outer city, the petite Yun Mengyao was sweeping the yard with a broom that was taller than her.

The moment Yun Mengyao saw Yun Yang flying over, her eyes lit up, and she put the broom aside and ran over to hug Yun Yang.

"Forehead……"

Yunyang scratched his head, somewhat at a loss. The difference between playing word games and experiencing virtual reality, which felt almost like being there in person, was too great.

For example, right now, suddenly being hugged by such a porcelain doll-like little girl, in a word game, this would at most be a one-sentence description that he would glance at and skip over, but being hugged by a little girl like this, Yunyang couldn't help but feel at a loss.

"Mengyao?"

"What is it, young master?"

Yun Mengyao raised her head, her big, bright eyes sparkling as she looked at Yun Yang.

Wow, this is almost too cute!

Yunyang felt as if he were being illuminated by the purest light in the world.

I feel like my soul is being purified.

"Oh." Nangong Zi put away the gourd he had used for flying and teased Yunyang, "Junior brother, you know how to enjoy yourself. Where did you find this young lady?"

Just moments ago, Yun Mengyao's eyes were only fixed on Yunyang, and it was only now that she belatedly realized that Nangong Zi had come with her.

She immediately shrank behind Yunyang in fear, timidly glancing at Nangong Zi.

"Is this your personality, that makes you so shy?" Nangong Zi ran over to Yun Mengyao and squatted down next to her, grinning as she said, "Don't be afraid, I won't eat you."

"〣( ºΔº )〣"

It seemed like Yun Mengyao was about to be so scared that her soul left her body.

Nangong Zi scratched his head innocently, "Am I that scary?"

"Like an old man who abducts innocent young girls... Oh wait, senior sister, how old are you?"

"Me? I'm over two hundred years old, your senior sister is very young."

"Two hundred years old..." Yunyang thought for a moment and said to Yun Mengyao, "Mengyao, call her Grandma."

"Junior brother, you!"

Nangong Zi was about to hurl some vulgarities at the cultivation world, but seeing Yun Mengyao beside him, he swallowed the words back.

"Just kidding." Yunyang nudged Yun Mengyao's back, then mimicked the tone of these cultivators and said, "Well... I... cough, it's just that your young master has already become a disciple of the Fourth Elder, and this is your young master's senior sister, Nangong Zi."

"Wow! Did you pass the outer sect competition, young master?"

Yun Mengyao immediately looked at Yun Yang with shining eyes.

"First place in the outer sect competition." Yunyang waved his hand. "Take it easy, okay?"

"Young Master is so amazing!" Yun Mengyao counted on her fingers, "We still have plenty of ingredients at home. I'll cook something delicious tonight to celebrate!"

But then Yun Mengyao seemed to remember that there was someone else beside her, and looked at Nangong Zi timidly.

However, after learning that this was Yunyang's senior sister, Yun Mengyao wasn't so scared anymore. She clenched her little fists and cheered herself up a couple of times before running out from behind Yunyang. She awkwardly bowed to Nangong Zi and said, "Greetings, young master's senior sister!"

so cute!

But at this moment, Yunyang and Nangong Zi were as if they were constipated.

Yunyang: So cute! I really want to rub her head, but my senior sister is watching. With the intelligence level of these NPCs, if I were to pet Mengyao, I would definitely be considered a pervert!

Nangong Zi: So cute! I really want to hug her! But my junior brother is right next to me. If I suddenly hug this little girl, he'll definitely think I'm a pervert!

What should I do?

What are some ways to get the senior/junior female students away?

Waiting online, very anxious!

Yun Mengyao's words interrupted their inner struggle.

"By the way, young master, Sister Mu Xue came back in a hurry last night and asked me to tell you that she has now been accepted as the third elder's last disciple."

Is it that old man who looks a bit old-fashioned, but seems to have a good relationship with Pochi-chan?

Yunyang recalled the appearance of that Fourth Elder.

Although I don't know much about that Third Elder, my intuition tells me that he seems like a pretty good person.

But did I actually sleep for a whole day after getting drunk in my master's wine cellar?

This time span was both expected and somewhat unexpected.

From a rational perspective, it's normal to sleep all day after getting drunk, but from a feeling perspective, a day can just slip by in the blink of an eye.

I have absolutely no sense of time having slept all day.

Perhaps this is what virtual reality is like—it's real, yet not entirely real.

If I go to the save point to exit the game now, at most a few minutes will have passed in the real world.

While Yunyang was still pondering, Nangong Zi, like a hunting dog that had smelled its prey, or an old woman at the village entrance who had overheard some new gossip, pricked up her ears and raised her eyebrows as she looked at Yunyang.

"Sister Muxue?"

"Oh, it's Su Muxue, a fellow villager who entered the sect with me," Yunyang replied, pulled back to reality by Nangong Zi's voice.

"She looks like a female cultivator."

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Oh~ Junior brother, you're quite lucky with women! You even have a childhood sweetheart? No wonder you're born with such good looks."

"hehe."

Yunyang laughed. Ever since this senior sister said something like "spread your legs so I can have some fun," Yunyang had chosen to be immune to any of her jokes.

Poets of Wanquan.

"Let's go, Mengyao. Pack your things and come with me to the inner sect. Also, Senior Sister, could you take me to the Third Elder's place? I don't know the way."

……

Meanwhile, at the main peak of Xuantianmen, at the Third Elder's dojo.

A man in a black robe with a slightly sinister appearance was sitting at the table drinking a small glass of wine. Opposite him was Su Muxue, who had just become a disciple of the Third Elder.

Standing next to him was a familiar figure from Yunyang—Zhang Xianhan.

"Senior Brother Lan, what are you doing sitting here drinking like this?"