Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

That evening, Zhu Wuyao arrived at the open space in front of the Star-Picking Tower.

She planned to find a good vantage point to contemplate the mysterious symbols, but she arrived a little late, and the best spots had already been taken by those who came earlier.

They looked up at the sky, gazing at the purple aura gathering on the rooftop.

His eyes reflected a purple light, like a shimmering galaxy, brimming with a yearning for power and adventure.

The open space is neatly constructed and has many seats.

Zhu Wuyao glanced around and became even more certain that the changing purple aura was not simple; otherwise, repairing the platform would be fine, but why would so many stone chairs be needed?

Zhaixinglou not only did not prohibit this behavior, but also subtly expressed its support for it.

The site was leveled.

Many people are setting up fortune-telling stalls.

Zhu Wuyao walked up to a fortune-telling stall, and the female practitioner immediately greeted him with a smile.

“Junior sister, I see that you are full of energy and spirit, and I guess you have some opportunities. Why don’t you come here for a divination to see where you should go to improve your cultivation next?”

"Are you observing facial features?"

The senior sister smiled and shook her head, saying, "No, I have never seen you before based on my strength and wisdom. I guess you are a new disciple of the last one or two generations."

"If it weren't for some extraordinary opportunity, how could someone reach the Great Perfection of Qi Refining at such a young age?"

Zhu Wu, intrigued, asked:

"If you've already stated the reasons clearly, how are you going to attract any customers?"

"You don't understand. My fortune-telling is all about 'fate.' If someone is meant to come to my stall, they will come naturally. Even if I explain the reason, they won't leave."

That seems to make some sense.

How much does a divination cost?

"It's not expensive at all, it only costs one spirit stone."

"Farewell!"

Zhu Wuyao was about to sit down when he heard the price quote and turned to leave.

Senior sister, we are not destined to meet today.

She arrived at a stall selling spiritual herbs and realized that she was indeed illiterate in the cultivation world; she recognized very few of the items on the stall.

I wandered over to the most popular stall.

A large crowd had gathered in front of them, and it was impossible to see what was being sold, but Zhu Wuyao heard a familiar voice.

It was actually Xu San'er...

It's not surprising at all to run into him in this kind of situation.

"Dear senior brothers and sisters, look at this treasure in my hand. It is called the Purple Gold Painted Sword Hairpin. As you all know, some time ago, I went to Jiguanshan with Xianhua Zhaoying Huayingting and Zhanlu Shengji Zhu Wuyao."

"And this purple-gold painted sword hairpin was found in a secret realm encountered on the way back."

"It has twelve long sword phantoms embossed on its body. Wearing it can nourish sword energy."

"During our treasure hunt, we stumbled upon a sword burial mound. All the iron inside had decayed. Looking at it, it truly was a sight to behold: 'How many ancient swords accompanied heroes, now weathering the storms of life!'"

"This purple-gold painted sword hairpin is the only item whose spiritual light has not diminished. It has been covered in dust in the sword tomb of the secret realm for countless years, gathering sword energy and gradually acquiring a divine quality. I have been keeping it in my pouch all this way, and I actually feel a certain connection with the spiritual sword..."

Zhu Wuyao was speechless and silently withdrew from the crowd.

She is now a swordswoman herself, and can sense that there is indeed some sword intent on that purple-gold hairpin. Wearing it will also help with her sword practice.

This kind of blessing is roughly similar to—

I smelled of catnip on myself, and when I walked into the cat cafe, all the cats started meowing.

However, its effect is far less significant than the appeal of catnip to cats.

But the story Xu San'er made up will probably drive up the price of that purple-gold hairpin by a lot.

Not to mention the onlookers' eyes lit up, even she would have been tempted if she hadn't gone to Jiguanshan with Xu San'er.

But why is Hua Yingting given the title "Idle Flowers Reflecting Their Shadows," while she is given "Slaying Mule and Advancing to the Next Level"?!

The title "Slaying Mule to Advance" is just too unimpressive.

The name "Fallen Leaves Invite Autumn" is excellent and prestigious.

When the disciples of the Zhaixinglou sect compete, you must act dashing and cool.

Having only been in the cultivation world for a few months, he almost succeeded in establishing his foundation. Such a prodigy deserves a resounding title. He'll also come up with a powerful poetic name for himself when he has time, and recite it every time he makes an appearance.

If all else fails, they can bribe Xu San'er.

Ask him to help spread the word.

Just as she was pondering what online name and signature to choose for herself, Zhu Wuyao noticed that a fellow disciple had gone offline on the stone bench, so she quickly went over to grab the spot.

The purple aura condensed and did not dissipate.

On the rooftop of the Star-Picking Tower, the specific shape was slowly outlined, with a vertical line in the middle, an X-mark at the top, and a circle as the frame.

I tried to visualize the symbol in my mind, but I couldn't figure it out.

The purple aura gradually dissipated, reforming into new symbols, resembling scattered and chaotic strokes of Chinese characters.

No wonder some people think that these symbols can be used to draw talismans and form shapes, which are indeed somewhat similar to the way talismans are drawn.

Zhu Wuyao carefully observed the changes in the purple aura.

It's been so long since I've felt this sleepy...

She yawned and continued to look up. The purple aura continued to change, like simple line drawings, like knowledge that she didn't understand at all being forcibly memorized, rolling and intertwining in her mind until it gradually blurred.

Zhu Wuyao felt he was about to understand something, or perhaps he was about to fall asleep...

As it turned out, it was indeed the latter.

"Wake up."

She nodded, suddenly snapping awake. She yawned again, rubbed her eyes, pulled her clothes tighter, and looked at the person who had woken her up.

"Senior Sister Gu."

"Why are you sleeping here?"

Zhu Wuyao shook his head seriously and said, "No, I find enlightenment in my dreams."

"What did you realize?"

"I realized that I'm destined to be in bed today."

These symbols were indeed miraculous. She had now reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Although she had not truly transcended the realm of mortals, she could still go two or three days without sleep or food.

It saved me a lot of money on meals.

These purple symbols, which managed to trap her so effectively, must be incredibly powerful. They might be some kind of maze, which is why they were able to break her strong will.

"Senior Sister Gu, what exactly is the purple aura surrounding the Star-Picking Tower?"

"How would I know? I'll figure it out myself."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

……

Zhu Wuyao watched her second senior sister leave without a word and sighed. She felt that she couldn't comprehend it today, and she would come back to continue comprehending it after going to Beixuan City tomorrow.

Just as I was about to get up, I heard my fellow disciple, who was also sitting on the stone bench next to me, whisper:

"Second Senior Sister knows, but she just doesn't want to tell us."

Ok?

She became interested, sat back down, and deliberately retorted:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Second Senior Sister is not that kind of person. She must not have figured it out yet."

If you want to know the truth, you make a wrong judgment, and others will rush to refute you.

That fellow disciple snorted and said:

"What do you know? I've been in the Star-Picking Tower for countless years. I even witnessed her enlightenment. Back then, purple lightning condensed and crashed down upon us. This place was only recently built; otherwise, how could it be so new?"

It turned out to be the case.

She thought it was because the Star-Picking Tower was well-maintained.