Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Next up was Long Siyin, who also obtained a longsword. As she passed Xue Lan, she gave him an encouraging look.

Xue Lan stared at the two large characters on the stone wall, trying to decipher their meaning for a long time without success. Her pride was severely wounded.

In a mysterious area within the Myriad Crafts Box, a cheerful voice resounded throughout the space: "This little girl is really unlucky; she drew Old Nie's Red Dust Sword right away."

Laughter rose and fell around them, and bright lights lit up the dark space, illuminating the entire area.

This is a huge weapon-refining room, as if it had been carved out of the entire mountain. Behind a huge weapon-refining platform are thousands of memorial tablets.

The topmost memorial tablet, missing half of its length, seemed to come alive as it swayed: "I have cultivated for thousands of years, and I never forge swords casually, except for this one..."

Only this one was made when he was drunk, playing around in the mortal world, in a moment of madness.

The surrounding memorial tablets laughed again.

Xue Lan was unaware that someone was mocking her behind her back, and looked at the sword in front of her with some helplessness.

[Look at this, it's all incoherent, like drunken ramblings. Why don't you just pluck it randomly?]

Anyway, this place isn't very high, you won't die from a fall.

Xue Lan felt that her relationship with Xue Tong wasn't very good.

The girl sighed and raised her hand to roll up her sleeve. Her fingertips lightly touched the stone wall.

A short red line appeared at Xue Lan's fingertip, linking to the words "Su Jun".

"It actually worked?" A look of joy appeared on the girl's face.

The art of cause and effect actually worked.

In that mysterious space, the ancestral tablet at the top suddenly trembled.

“The thread of cause and effect, the fate of the mortal world! This… how could a little child like her be burdened with such a karmic burden?” The old man’s panicked voice rang out, as if he wanted to float out of the memorial tablet and break Xue Lan’s hand.

Xue Lan was halfway through probing with the causal thread when she suddenly felt a chill down her back.

But that's okay, let's keep watching.

Cause and effect are accompanied by memories, just like the gray lines of cause and effect behind Xue Lan, which are accompanied by memories of Xue Lan's decisive and ruthless actions in his previous life.

This was not Xue Lan's own doing after all. It was as if she had attached an eye to someone else's memory, using her soul power to forcibly peer into their memories. In essence, she had taken over the body of that person in their memory.

So when Xue Lan closed her eyes, she saw a delicate, white hand.

She held a jade spoon in her slender fingertips, her nails painted with bright red nail polish.

Holding a jade spoon, she gently stirred the medicine in the bowl, and Xue Lan's gaze slowly moved upwards.

Her wrists were as white as frost and snow, and she was as beautiful as the moon by the wine shop!

While Xue Lan was staring blankly at the beautiful woman, she was fed a mouthful of bitter medicinal soup by the woman into her slightly open mouth.

Xue Lan choked and coughed desperately by the bedside.

"This...this medicine...is poisonous!" Xue Lan exclaimed, only to find that her voice was that of a young boy.

"Good medicine tastes bitter, but it's only poisoning you!" The beautiful woman opposite her had a calm expression, but her words carried a hint of anger.

"Aren't you an immortal? Even immortals get chased by tigers in the mountains?"

Xue Lan sensed that the atmosphere was very strange.

Could this be some kind of worldly debt from that master?

"Immortals... even immortals can... um... this immortal..."

Before Xue Lan could finish her evasive remark, the beautiful woman in front of her grabbed her hand that was resting on the blanket!

The woman looked somewhat anxious and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from Xue Lan's forehead.

"Why are you in so much pain? You're covered in sweat!"

Xue Lan froze obediently, trying her best to straighten her disobedient tongue.

"elder sister……"

Xue Lan regretted uttering those two words as soon as they left her mouth.

Upon hearing this address, the beautiful woman before him had a pair of bright, pearl-like eyes that immediately lit up.

A blush appeared on the woman's face, making her look like a lotus emerging from the water, her aloofness gone, replaced by a touch of vitality.

"Where did you learn that? Which older sister did you flatter?"

Xue Lan was caught in a bind and had no choice but to continue the act. She steeled herself and grabbed the woman's hand: "There are no other sisters!"

Inside that enormous weapon-refining room, the ancestral tablet at the very top was nearly driven mad.

The memorial tablet in front of them turned slightly: "He claimed it was due to drinking, but it turns out he was just deceiving a girl from the mortal world. He even talked about escaping the world!"

His words were full of sarcasm.

The last memorial tablet couldn't hold back any longer and jumped up, trying to get down, but was blocked by a transparent light curtain.

"They're desperate!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Don't be impatient, she's just a young girl, and she speaks much better than you..."

Xue Lan watched the girl in front of her busy in the house, like a reed by a lake in late autumn.

Light and elegant, strong yet gentle.

A woman whose life is everlasting.

[Let's think about how to act next while she's still not ready to react!] Xue Tong said sarcastically.

A small basket was placed on her body, and Xue Lan took it and looked down at it.

The basket was full of black fruits, which looked like the roots of something. Xue Lan picked one up with some curiosity.

This thing looks like a black ingot with sharp corners.

"Water chestnuts are edible!" Xue Tong exclaimed.

Xue Lan said "Oh" and began to deal with the water chestnuts in her hands.

Without using any magic, Xue Lan felt as if she had broken a tooth.

"Idiot, break it in half!"

Xue Lan subconsciously replied, "I want a complete one."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and even the slightest sound of the wind could be heard.

"You really aren't him!"

“You are not a person bound by cause and effect either,” Xue Lan said slowly.

"I remember my father saying before, 'Too much wisdom can be harmful.'"

The beauty slowly walked up to Xue Lan, took a water chestnut from the basket, pressed the two sharp points with her pretty fingers, and gently broke it open to reveal the white fruit inside.

The water chestnuts, once broken open, taste similar to chestnuts—soft and chewy.

The beautiful woman leaned against the windowsill, looking at the vast expanse of reeds outside: "When people want too much perfection, problems arise."

Xue Lan looked at the battle-hardened water chestnut in her hand, which was covered with her teeth marks.

Xue Lan thought that if this were in his own weapon-forging room, he wouldn't be able to break a single rhombus even with all eighteen kinds of weapons!

"Aren't you the same? If you weren't so serious, you wouldn't keep waiting for that person!"

Xue Lan's voice sounded slightly cool, blending with the sound of the wind outside.

"You are the sword spirit of this sword, aren't you? Your name is..." The girl lowered her head and pondered for a moment before speaking:

"You must be Su Jun, right?"

The woman before me is the sword spirit of Su Jun Sword, who lives year-round in this deserted reed marsh.

The woman nodded slowly: "My name is Lü Su, and I've been waiting for him to come and see me!"

Xue Lan sighed: "You were a mortal in your previous life, and there are things he didn't tell you!"

The girl explained in detail: "The world formed by divine artifacts is not for weapon refiners to enter."

The artifact forms its own world, within which countless living beings can be born.

"He is like the Heavenly Dao over this reed marshland. If he takes even one step, this world will collapse. And you will disappear."

Looking at the moon outside the window, the beautiful woman frowned, then smiled faintly: "You really gave him a good excuse!"