The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

"You... know what your master is going to do?" Chen Wu looked at Sun Ze and asked thoughtfully.

Sun Ze nodded, not surprised at why she was here, and replied: "This is different from before, won't it have any impact?"

Chen Wu smiled meaningfully. It was just as she had guessed. When Hu Xingtong regained her understanding of the laws of time and space, the trajectory of time would return to the people around her. In other words, it would not only be Sun Ze who recovered his memories of his previous life, but the others should be about the same.

"No, the law of time has come back upon you, which means her actions are permitted and within the boundaries."

Sun Ze understood Chen Wu's words, but he still wanted to confirm, "So, Master must sacrifice himself?"

"It's his turn now, but if you all can have a turnaround, then he can too."

"..."

……

On this day, the sky and the earth were clear and bright. Tan Luo was guarding Hu Xingtong's room alone, while Sun Ze and several other disciples were guarding outside the door, all waiting for an opportunity.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Wu appeared and said calmly, "It's time."

Tan Luo nodded when he heard this. He looked at the person sleeping on the bed and said softly, "Xingtong, it's time to come back. You still have to continue on your journey."

"These are the fragments of Qing Huan's sword body and the purified mineral bones. You just need to integrate your own Qi into them and assist with the Fire Source Scales. Once the Heart of Flame and the mineral bones are completely integrated, Xingxing will wake up." Chen Wu placed a pair of silver iron pieces beside the bed and said.

"I understand." Tan Luo just responded lightly, and the blue spiritual energy in his hand was passed from Hu Xingtong's palm.

Slowly, the Qing Huan Sword took shape, and Gu Xunzhou's figure appeared at this time, quietly watching the person on the bed.

Outside the door, the Seventh Elder appeared at some point, staring at Hu Xingtong's door and muttering, "The Sect Leader's fate has arrived."

It was unknown how long it had been, so long that Tan Luo could feel the strength in his body drained away, so long that he once again felt powerless all over.

"Boom——"

There was a loud thunder outside the house, but Chen Wu remained calm. He looked at Tan Luo and said, "Rest. It's my turn next."

……

Hu Xingtong came back to her senses and found herself in the system space. Her soul had been wandering around for the past few days, but there was no place where she could have a good sleep and rest.

"Are you back?" The familiar voice brought Hu Xingtong back to his senses. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Chen Wu standing behind him, with his usual pink hair.

Then, a series of mechanical announcements rang in my ears:

【Congratulations to the host for finding the ghost witch. 】

[Congratulations to the host for completing the search for the Heavenly Grade Spiritual Herbs: White Soul Grass, Vermillion Jade Spring Water, and Blue Sky Bamboo.]

[Congratulations to the host for completing the 'Dragon Orphan' mission.]

[The memory of the truth of life and destiny is superimposed. Current memory value: 50.]

[Reward: Unlock some hidden memories.]

[Reward: Invincible Barrier]

[Invincible Barrier: A special defensive skill, a passive skill that automatically generates a protective shield when encountering life-threatening attacks. This skill can only be used three times a day, after which there is a three-day cooldown.]

After the system finished broadcasting, Chen Wu looked at Hu Xingtong and said, "Why didn't you use the slowing down pill I gave you? You were beaten so badly, and you didn't even look at the two memories. I opened a backdoor for you, but you didn't cherish it."

Hu Xingtong smiled and replied with a guilty conscience: "I thought you didn't want to care about me anymore, so I gave up on myself."

"Haha, you're going to piss me off to death! Hurry up and read the memory. There's still a thunder tribulation waiting for you outside." Chen Wu urged. Hu Xingtong was in a dilemma and asked, "No, how dare you bring a thunder tribulation to me with my broken body?"

"Don't worry about it for now. You are in good health now. Look at your memory quickly. Time is running out." Chen Wu urged, and without further explanation, he took the initiative to release the memory into Hu Xingtong's mind.

"First, look at the first paragraph, your memory."

The picture flashed in my mind, and the unreal and blurry picture gradually became clear.

The self in the picture seems to be healthy, with short wolf-tail hair and cool work clothes, sitting in a cake shop eating dessert, and opposite to him sits a gentle boy wearing glasses, who looks a little familiar.

"Xingtong, I heard that you are good at character modeling and programming. I have opened a game studio here. Can you help me? Don't worry, you will be a legal shareholder of the company. We will sign a contract and you will invest the technology." The boy took out a computer, pushed it in front of Hu Xingtong, and said.

"Senior, you know, I'm just an amateur. Are you sure you want me to join?"

In the picture, Hu Xingtong took the last bite of raw chocolate and looked at the person opposite with a smile.

The senior student opposite nodded and responded without question: "Don't be ridiculous, I have money, you have skills, your abilities are well-known in our school, do you think I believe you when you say you are an amateur?"

Hu Xingtong saw himself in the picture, looking bright and confident. He smiled and extended his hand: "Then you draft the contract, and we will have a pleasant cooperation."

Tsk, this game couldn’t be the open-world cultivation mobile game that I played, so wouldn’t I be the creator of the game?

The scene soon changed. Hu Xingtong was sitting in a wheelchair, typing on a computer, with his hand still on the call screen.

"Xingtong, are you sure everything is alright? I'm not in a hurry. You can rest. I'll let someone else try the bug."

Hu Xingtong in the picture was obviously dissatisfied with the senior's words, and said in a bad tone: "No, I'm not dead, I can do my job."

Perhaps sensing the change in Hu Xingtong's tone, the senior stopped talking and asked, "Do you want to do something special with this secret realm?"

Hu Xingtong in the picture was clearly lost in thought. After a while, he said, "Create an illusion as a doorway, and then find hope when facing despair. This is how you can strengthen your will. Yes, let's do this."

"Illusion, wouldn't that be the same as asking one's conscience? What if one fails the illusion trial?" asked the senior.

"Well... what if I fail the illusion trial? I'll just die. If I don't have a strong will to refine my mind in the illusion, I won't be able to pass this level. After all, we're in a secret realm of refining the mind, and if I can't even pass this level, then the next level of the test of conscience will definitely be a failure."

These words made Hu Xingtong feel inexplicably familiar, as if they existed in the memory he obtained on the Wuji Volcano. The words were similar, but the voice... why was it a little different?

"That's fine. By the way, regarding Fanyun Sect, I always feel that Sun Ze's character design is not full and round enough, and the ending of Xiao Yuheng's Tan Yuruo feels a bit lacking."

"The main reason is that Sun Ze is just a tool in the early stage. He hardly appears in any supporting role's mission. His existence can only be linked to Tan Luo, so it's normal that his character is not full in the early stage." Hu Xingtong explained, still drawing the blueprint design of Fanyun Sect in his hand.