After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

In the eastern part of Kyushu, there is Qingfeng Mountain.

The Qingfeng Sect is located halfway up the mountain, with a total of about a hundred disciples, and it is quite well-known in the surrounding three mountains.

However, placed in the vast Eastern Continent, it would be considered a minor, insignificant sect.

The sect leader, Zhou Tong, has cultivated for half his life and has only just reached the threshold of the Innate Realm. All three of his elders are at the late stage of the Acquired Realm.

Resources are scarce; even outer disciples need to accumulate sect contribution points for half a year to exchange for a Qi Gathering Pill.

Su Qingyue arrived at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain half a month ago.

She was a player from the same batch as Song Xian. In real life, she had just graduated from university and was looking for a job when a token suddenly appeared in her bag.

I didn't pay much attention at the time; it was just that when I went to sleep that night, I ended up in a village.

After that, he followed the crowd and joined the sect, becoming an outer disciple.

But once she entered Qingfeng Sect, she realized how difficult it was to survive in a small sect.

The cultivation technique is the most basic breathing exercise; elixirs are not available to outer disciples, and she has never even seen the spirit stones mentioned in the world channel.

He relied entirely on his own time to practice internal energy cultivation, and it took him half a month to barely reach the threshold of the acquired stage.

She had long heard from people on the world channel that some major sects had abundant resources, and that there were ruins everywhere at the foot of the mountain where one could collect spirit stones, which she envied immensely.

She also wanted spirit stones, but for an Inner Breath Realm disciple to go down the mountain alone was like delivering food to a monster. She could only stay in the sect and accumulate contribution points, hoping to break through as soon as possible.

That evening, she had just finished practicing her martial arts in the courtyard and was wiping her sweat as she prepared to go back to her house when someone suddenly blocked the entrance.

The newcomer was dressed in a brocade disciple's robe, with slicked-back hair and a powdered face, and was playing with three warm, translucent, milky-white stones in his hands.

He was squinting at her, looking her up and down with undisguised frivolity in his eyes, which made Su Qingyue feel very uncomfortable.

She recognized this person: Zhao Feng, the only son of Zhao Kun, the sect's law enforcement elder, who was at the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm.

Relying on his father's power, he acted arrogantly and domineeringly in the sect, and even the inner disciples dared not provoke him.

"Junior Sister Su, have you finished your practice?"

Zhao Feng swaggered into the courtyard, the three spirit stones in his hand clanging together, a self-satisfied smile on his face.

Su Qingyue's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously took half a step back, forcing a smile: "Senior Brother Zhao, is something the matter?"

She had heard from her fellow female disciples that Zhao Feng was a lecher, and that he had already harassed several of the new female disciples who had recently arrived.

She had only restrained herself for a while after being warned by the sect leader and her father, but unexpectedly, they came after her today.

"It's nothing serious." Zhao Feng walked up to her and held up three spirit stones in front of her. "Junior Sister, look what this is?"

Su Qingyue's gaze instantly fixed on the spirit stone.

She had only seen this thing in screenshots on the world channel and knew it was the hard currency for cultivation in reality.

One pill can be exchanged for one Qi Gathering Pill, and in reality, they're being sold for a million each. Three pills would be three million, enough for her to buy a small house back in her hometown.

Her heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to remain calm: "These are spirit stones? What will Senior Brother Zhao do with them?"

"Of course it's for my junior sister." Zhao Feng smiled, his eyes glued to her face.

"I know that you supernatural beings covet this thing. As long as you spend the night with your senior brother, these three spirit stones will all be yours."

"From now on, I'll protect you in the sect. You'll definitely get your share of Qi Gathering Pills and cultivation techniques."

The color drained from Su Qingyue's face instantly.

She had been wondering why Zhao Feng would be so kind as to give her spirit stones; it turned out he had this in mind.

"Senior Brother Zhao, please show some respect."

Su Qingyue suppressed her panic, turned around and left with a cold face, "I don't want the spirit stones, please leave."

She had only taken two steps when her wrist was grabbed.

Zhao Feng's strength was astonishing. His mid-stage acquired cultivation level overwhelmed the Inner Breath Realm. Su Qingyue struggled twice but couldn't break free at all, and her wrists were squeezed painfully.

"What are you pretending to be innocent for?" Zhao Feng's smile vanished, replaced by a sinister tone.

"You strange women, with such open minds, why pretend to be chaste and virtuous women?"

Let me tell you, in the Qingfeng Sect, my father is an elder, and I'm the one who calls the shots.

If you give in to me today, you'll get plenty of benefits.

"If you don't comply, I'll expel you from the sect and throw you into the back mountains to feed the wolves. Do you believe me?"

He raised his other hand, about to touch Su Qingyue's face.

Su Qingyue trembled with fear, tears welling up in her eyes. The surrounding courtyard was quiet; none of the outer disciples dared to provoke Zhao Feng, and even if they heard what was happening, they wouldn't come out to help her.

In her despair, she suddenly remembered the players' world chat channel.

She even has a control panel!

Open the personal panel in your consciousness, scroll to the world channel and type frantically:

[World] Su Qingyue: Help! I'm at Qingfeng Sect on Qingfeng Mountain, and I've been cornered by the son of a sect elder. He's in the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm. Is there anyone nearby who can save me?

[World] Su Qingyue: Qingfeng Sect! Someone come quick! I can't hold on much longer!

"What are you doing?" Zhao Feng frowned. He didn't see anything, but he found her head-shaking and swaying movements strange.

Su Qingyue was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She bit her lip tightly and didn't say a word, but tears finally fell down her cheeks.

"Crying won't help." Zhao Feng sneered and dragged her into the house.

"Even if you scream your lungs out today, no one will come to save you."

Su Qingyue felt weak all over, her mind went blank, and she could only pray desperately in her heart, hoping that someone would see her news.

Meanwhile, her distress message was scrolled across the world chat channel, and the previously quiet channel fell silent for a moment before a bunch of replies appeared.

"What the hell? Native disciples dare to bully players? Are they crazy?"

"Where is Qingfeng Sect? It's too far from here; it'll take more than an hour to get there."

"Mid-stage diagnosis the day after tomorrow? Any brothers nearby, hurry up and go check it out!"

Just as Zhao Feng was dragging her into the house, a cold shout suddenly rang out from outside the courtyard wall.

"Stop right there!"

Lin Wanxing strode into the courtyard, her tight-fitting clothes taut, and a faint white aura swirling around her.

She was one of the first generation of players in the same batch as Xuanqing, and after falling behind Qingfeng Sect, she secluded herself to cultivate diligently.

With his cultivation firmly established at the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm, he rushed over immediately upon seeing the distress call in the world chat.

"A mere native dares to mess with us players? He's asking for it."

Before she finished speaking, her right fist was already clenched and slammed out, all her true energy wrapped around the tip of her fist, and it smashed straight into Zhao Feng's back with a whooshing sound.

The release of true energy caused the leaves in the courtyard to rustle, leaving no trace of its power.

In her eyes, these local cultivators were nothing more than a bunch of natives, and she wouldn't hesitate to kill them.

Zhao Feng's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly released Su Qingyue, turned around to block, and crossed his arms to take the punch head-on.

With a muffled thud, cracks appeared in the blue bricks beneath his feet, and he was jolted back three steps, his arms tingling, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

Before he could even open his mouth to yell and curse, three or four more players surged into the courtyard gate, some at the early stage of the Acquired Realm and others at the Inner Breath Realm.

All the Qingfeng Sect members who rushed over after hearing the news had unfriendly expressions, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded Zhao Feng.