Chapter 63

Since there is such a divine item, Qi Feng no longer had any worries about equipping it.

Hmm, with this Purifying Charm, Qi Feng’s first thought was to cancel his university laundry card. However, after learning that the price of a single Purifying Charm was 120 coins, equivalent to 60 yuan, his laundry card was still kept. Although in this plane, his copper coins seemed to be more than he could spend, spending 60 yuan to wash clothes once was still a bit too luxurious for Qi Feng, who had not yet left the ordinary people's class.

Accordingly, his plan to unify the university laundry market with the Purifying Charm was even more doomed. It was a pity that Qi Feng usually had no understanding of luxury goods; otherwise, this high-tech cleaning method that required no water, no detergent, and did not damage the surface material or color of items, would have made many rich people in the capital flock to it, with profits of several hundred percent easily obtainable. Moreover, it would have immediately shut down the luxury cleaning market in the capital, with the donkey bags and horse bags that needed to be washed every day piling up so high. The only factor limiting income would be the production capacity of the Purifying Charms in this plane.

Of course, Qi Feng's focus was not on this. The Purifying Charm was just a small bonus for him. His main goal was still to get a suitable set of equipment to improve his gear level and then open a new map. (So many money-making opportunities are in unnoticeable places... everyone should pay attention. If anyone makes money after being reminded by me, please remember to tip me.)

Leaving the weapon shop, Qi Feng changed his clothes from head to toe on the wide commercial street of the Immortal Sword plane (cough, it sounds strange, but there's no one around). He wore a Heavenly Crown, a Heavenly Silk Pure Yang Daoist robe, Dragon Scale boots, a Leopard Tooth bracelet on his wrist, and an Eight Trigram Mirror on his waist (this Eight Trigram Mirror was finally equipped in the correct slot). He then took out the "Jintong Sword" he bought in the capital, sheathed it, and held it in his hand. He took a selfie, and it looked good. This cosplay image could score at least 80 points, a god-level Pure Yang cosplay.

He wasn't sure how Li Xiaoyao and the others were doing. Qi Feng decided to go around first. After all, it was a mess he had created. However, it was originally a tragic story, and a miraculous turn of events was better than the original tragic path. From this perspective, what he did was still a good thing.

Pushing open the door to Uncle Han Yixian's house, he went in, and wow, there were quite a few people.

He saw Uncle Han and his daughter, Han Mengci, sitting on the sofa, watching a soap opera, each with a bowl of sunflower seeds, very calm. In the middle of the room, several square tables were combined into a long table, with a group of people sitting around, arguing. Li Xiaoyao, Lin Yuru, and Zhao Ling'er, as the main characters, were sitting on the other side, looking dazed.

"… The princess is the heir to our Nanzhao! Of course, she should return with me. Of course, I am not unreasonable. If the Bai Miao people are willing to escort our princess back to the country, I can let you join the convoy!"

The speaker was a robust old man with half-gray hair and beard, looking very imposing. Qi Feng knew without looking that this was the Stone Elder of Nanzhao, a loyal but trouble-making character. However, he was old, experienced, and skilled in martial arts, a typical "three highs" person. Qi Feng felt it was better not to provoke him. When playing the game, he was always beaten by this Stone Elder, even developing a psychological shadow. His martial arts were truly unfathomable. It wasn't until he learned to use a cheat that he changed his record of never winning against the Stone Elder.

"… Oh, you say that… The Witch Queen is the high priestess of our Bai Miao tribe. When she went to Nanzhao alone, our tribe did not agree. But back then, it was you, Stone Elder, who repeatedly assured our chief of the high priestess's safety, which made us reluctantly agree to her marriage. A few years later, the high priestess was persecuted and disappeared, and we never heard any explanation from you, Stone Elder. Now you want to take our next high priestess to Nanzhao, hah… where is your face?"

This Bai Miao general, Gailuojiao, was the one who, according to the owner of the Dali poison shop, had taken two Golden Silkworm Kings from him. This lady looked quite different from her in-game appearance. She was adorned with dazzling silver ornaments and a bright red battle robe, looking heroic and valiant, truly a heroine.

"You!" When it came to verbal sparring, the old Stone was no match for the quick-tongued Gailuojiao, and he couldn't help but want to fight when he got angry.

"What? Want to fight?" Gailuojiao also jumped up from her seat, raising her hand, and a mist turned into a snake coiling around her arm, ready to attack.

A middle-aged man in luxurious clothing was sitting at the table, not speaking. He looked at the Stone Elder, then at Gailuojiao, sighed, and shook his head, turning to Lin Yuru and saying, "Yuru, let's go home with your father…"

It turned out to be Lin Zhenan, the father of Lin Yuru, the leader of the Southern Wu Martial Alliance.

"Ah… a bunch of scattered sand…" Qi Feng couldn't help but hold his forehead, feeling that his original idea was still too simple. Only Zhuge Liang could divide the world with a few words, and only Su Qin could wear the seals of six states with his silver tongue. These people who could disrupt the world were all liberal arts students, and his major didn't match.

These three groups, two wanting to take Zhao Ling'er back to their countries, and one only wanting his daughter to return home, ah, where did they leave the main character? Li Xiaoyao was the real main character, but how could he be ignored like this?

Qi Feng looked again and saw Li Xiaoyao sitting listlessly with the two women. He couldn't help but walk over and slap him on the back, making him stagger in his chair: "Why are you still here?! Didn't I tell you to go to Shu Mountain for help?!"

"Ah?…" Li Xiaoyao turned around, stared at Qi Feng for a few seconds, and couldn't recognize him at first, as his original modern attire was too distinctive (alternative) and unforgettable.

"Ah! It's you!" Li Xiaoyao finally reacted after a while.

"What are you talking about, where are the people from Shu Mountain?" Qi Feng was speechless at this main character. His ability to handle things was indeed immature. What were you doing, sticking around the two girls all day? Are you still going to save the world? Do you have any sense of being the main character?

Li Xiaoyao helplessly pointed at Lin Zhenan: "Lord Lin…"

Lin Yuru, standing behind, pinched her waist: "Lord… Lin?"

Li Xiaoyao was even more helpless and changed his words: "Uncle… Lin," then glanced at Zhao Ling'er sitting on the other side. Seeing that she had no reaction, he said, "He said he is very familiar with Dugu Sword Saint, and the matter of contacting the Shu Mountain Sect is left to him."

At this moment, the three people at the main table finally noticed a stranger had entered the room. They stopped arguing and turned their heads.

"Boy, who are you? Are you the one who slandered that our king is dead?" The Stone Elder, relying on his seniority, spoke first, looking down on everyone with a haughty and domineering attitude.

Hmm! As a player who had completed Immortal Sword several times, how could he be intimidated by an NPC? Qi Feng coldly snorted: "I am the one who helped Qing'er pick a lotus flower back then! It's been many years, Stone Elder, you look older, but your temper seems to have grown. When we were forced to jump into the water by the Moon Worshipping Sect, why did you cower in front of the Moon Worshipping Sect leader? The three of us, including the Witch Queen, couldn't even defeat that old man from the Moon Worshipping Sect?"

Qi Feng was using a rhetorical device, transferring Li Xiaoyao's experience of returning to the past and meeting the Witch Queen and Stone Elder to himself. After all, it had been over ten years, and Qi Feng didn't believe that the Stone Elder could still remember what Li Xiaoyao looked like back then.

"Ah? It's you!" The Stone Elder was greatly shocked.

Cough, why do you use the same line as Li Xiaoyao?

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