My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

Gu Xing'er certainly recognized the dagger.

Five years ago in the Starry Sky Secret Realm, she witnessed her master use this dagger to kill the Starry Sky Beast King with a single strike.

That crystalline purple arc of light is still etched in her memory.

"Although it is a token, it is still a very high-grade weapon."

Gu Changyuan spoke casually.

"Wouldn't it be a waste not to use it?"

Gu Xing'er listened and agreed.

It's a waste not to use good things.

She slowly raised her hand and grasped the dagger.

The moment the dagger touched her hand, Gu Xing'er felt a gentle stellar energy flow from the blade into her palm, circulating through her meridians and throughout her body, as if it resonated with her constitution.

homology.

The Chaos Star Spirit and this dagger are of the same origin.

Just by holding it, Gu Xing'er felt her stellar power flowing more smoothly and freely.

Moreover, this dagger doesn't have the cold, hard, and murderous feel of a typical weapon.

The blade is crystal clear, with a faint purple glow, like a piece of amethyst polished into the shape of a dagger.

The star patterns on the scabbard are exquisite and delicate; it is more of a work of art than a weapon.

Gu Xing'er liked it very much just by looking at it.

She tried to wave the dagger in her hand casually, according to her own understanding.

Swish—the dagger sliced ​​through the air, making a soft whistling sound.

light.

It's too light.

The weight of the dagger was as if it had been tailor-made for her.

Holding it in your hand, you can hardly feel any burden, yet it doesn't feel flimsy or lacking in quality.

Just right.

Gu Xing'er's heart stirred slightly, and the power of the stars within her body began to circulate.

She infused a wisp of starlight into the dagger—

A crystalline purple phantom blade instantly extended from the tip of the dagger.

It can be as long as a foot or as short as a needle tip, and is entirely controlled by the mind.

She kept trying, sometimes extending the illusory blade to its longest length, drawing purple arcs in the air.

Sometimes he would retract the blade to its shortest length, leaving only a glint of cold light flashing at the tip of the dagger.

The little girl's eyes were full of curiosity and excitement at exploring new things.

Looking at her like this, Gu Changyuan knew—

I recommended it myself, and it's definitely the right choice.

This dagger is indeed suitable for her.

However, having decided to become an assassin, weapons alone are not enough.

We also need equipment.

Gu Changyuan leaned back in the rattan chair, his gaze fixed on Gu Xing'er, his mind already racing with plans.

If you want to become an assassin, your clothes definitely can't be too heavy, as that would hinder your movement.

But it can't be too fragile; it has to be able to withstand a certain amount of attack.

It also needs to be able to conceal one's presence—ordinary clothing cannot do this.

In addition, assassins often need to operate in various complex environments, so their clothing should ideally be adaptable so that it does not affect the wearer's condition, whether in scorching heat or freezing cold.

In that case, ordinary armor definitely won't work.

One of these needs to be made specially.

Gu Changyuan already had a general idea in mind.

Just as Gu Changyuan was lazily leaning back in the rattan chair, his gaze following the small figure in the courtyard.

A slight ripple suddenly appeared in the air.

A purple hairpin appeared out of thin air in front of Gu Changyuan.

Tu Shan Youyao's communication hairpin.

Since setting up a teleportation array between the Heavenly Demon Pavilion and the Holy Land, Tu Shan Youyao can directly send the hairpin over via the teleportation array, saving her the time spent traveling in between, which is much more convenient.

Gu Changyuan reached out and took the hairpin, probing it with his divine sense.

A moment later—

"Um?"

He straightened up, his brows furrowing slightly.

"What happened to that silly girl this time?"

The message conveyed through the hairpin was about Luo Qingchen.

When Luo Qingchen was caught in internal strife, he taught her a lesson.

After that, Luo Qingchen began to cultivate even more diligently.

Normally, if Gu Changyuan is not around, or if the sect does not require her to take action, she will not be involved.

She would lock herself in the attic and have Lan Caiyou use her innate supernatural power "Floating Life Like a Dream" to help her accelerate her cultivation progress, working so hard that she became almost obsessive.

Lan Caiyou's innate supernatural power, "Floating Life Like a Dream," can stir the minds of living beings, causing them to enter a dream spirit state and constructing a dream environment that fits the needs of cultivation.

The goal is to subject the other person to various trials in their dreams, allowing them to gain insights or fall into depravity, thereby tempering or destroying their Daoist heart.

Time flows much faster in dreams than in the outside world, and the insights gained from cultivation in the dream state can be directly fed back to the real body, thus greatly accelerating the speed of cultivation. This is an extremely rare auxiliary supernatural power.

Gu Changyuan didn't actually have high expectations for Luo Qingchen, especially in terms of combat.

After all, Luo Qingchen's role is more of a hybrid attacker and support.

Her greatest strength is not direct combat, but purifying curses, evil spirits and all filth, and enhancing the fortune and enlightenment of her companions.

Such abilities do not require charging into battle.

Gu Changyuan stood up and looked at Gu Xing'er, who was still brandishing a dagger beside him:

"Xing'er, something has happened with your Senior Sister Luo, I'm going to the Heavenly Demon Pavilion."

Gu Xing'er stopped what she was doing, lowered her hand from the dagger, and looked up at her master.

"Take these next few days to get used to the Falling Star Dagger and get used to its feel. If you like it, I'll make you a custom protective suit when I get back."

Upon hearing that Senior Sister Luo from the Heavenly Demon Pavilion had encountered an accident, Gu Xing'er immediately stopped what she was doing. The excitement on her face faded, replaced by a trace of worry.

She was sensible and didn't ask any more questions or pester them. She quickly nodded and said:

"Okay, brother."

Gu Changyuan nodded, and light shone around him.

The next instant, he appeared in the Heavenly Demon Pavilion.

Tu Shan Youyao, Lu Jiuyi, Bai Zeming, and the others were already waiting there. Upon seeing their master appear, they immediately stepped forward and bowed.

"Master."

Gu Changyuan nodded and got straight to the point:

"What's wrong with Qingchen?"

Tu Shan Youyao opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to describe it.

Finally, she simply brought her master directly to the outside of the Third Pavilion.

Gu Changyuan looked up.

The top floor of the third pavilion shone brightly with gold.

The light was so intense it almost solidified, pouring out from the windows, door cracks, and even the cracks in the walls of the attic, illuminating the several attics surrounding the third pavilion.

Many disciples stood at a distance outside, looking like they were watching a show.

Tu Shan Youyao stood beside her master and explained softly:

"Some time ago, Qingchen suddenly left the Heavenly Demon Pavilion and headed west."

He didn't say what he was going to do, nor did he ask anyone to follow him.

"She returned a few days later. She was exhausted and had several wounds on her body."

Tu Shan Youyao paused for a moment, then continued:

"We wanted to ask what happened, but Qingchen didn't reply immediately."

She had Caiyou use "Life is Like a Dream" on her again, allowing her to choose her own dream environment, saying she would explain later.

"Seeing her resolute attitude, we let Caiyou help her first."

Tu Shan Youyao raised her hand and pointed to the brightly lit golden pavilion:

"And then, this is the situation."