The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop-Chapter 224 - 4: This Is a Game

At this moment, the world chat channel was chiming and clanging, reminiscent of a martial arts chat room. This game space is vast, and within the incredibly real cultivation environment, it provides players from all over the world with an extra platform for exchanging messages, commonly known as Cultivation Daily.

"Extra, extra! The legendary sword move ’Slash All Things’ reappears in the martial world, and the one wielding the sword is actually a beautiful woman!"

"Hahaha, that’s absolutely impossible. It must be that Leng-something spouting nonsense again. Last time, he bragged about learning this sword move! Ended up getting beaten by the top disciple of Tianqi Sect, rolling on the ground in defeat!"

"Hey, don’t say that, it really was Leng Yanhua who spread the news! Untrustworthy, untrustworthy!"

"However, Leng Yanhua emphasized that he had never seen such a beautiful woman before. I’m a little curious now."

"Ha, don’t believe his words. What beautiful woman, oh? He probably hasn’t seen a real beauty before."

"Now this I’m interested in. Ever since the game became inescapable, everyone’s true appearance has been revealed. Those so-called goddesses from before, hahaha, turned out to be pig spirits in disguise, hilarious."

"Hahaha, for sure, just like that one..."

Gradually, the conversation veered off-topic.

Leng Yanhua also saw the group’s discussion, his face flushed as he hurriedly turned off his Cultivation Daily, somewhat sheepishly saying: "Uh, um... I didn’t mean to spill the beans, sorry. Sometimes my brain shorts out. But, when I said you were the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen, that was the honest truth."

Tianmiao took a sip of wine and calmly said, "No worries. Thanks for the compliment."

Leng Yanhua gave a silly smile, relieved to see Tianmiao wasn’t upset about it.

After the two had their fill of food and drink, Leng Yanhua paid the bill, then followed behind Tianmiao as they headed to the Chaotic Burial Mound together.

Actually, as soon as they left the town, Tianmiao could feel the rampant Demonic Qi, especially along the shaded path leading to the Chaotic Burial Mound. Meanwhile, Leng Yanhua acted as if nothing was wrong. Apparently, she was the only one who could sense it.

The surroundings were very quiet along the way. Leng Yanhua, who couldn’t stand not talking for even a moment, couldn’t help but ask, "Miss Tian, what do you do in real life?"

"Hmm? I run a shop," Tianmiao replied, running a shady shop, indeed not wrong.

Leng Yanhua praised, "Wow, a successful person! No wonder your aura is different from others! And I... I’m just a writer, love writing novels. I recently started a new one called ’Demon Shadow Mysterious Trace.’ Miss Tian, when you get out, could you honor me with a look? But because of this stupid game, I haven’t been able to update it for a long time. I don’t know if my few readers miss me or want to hunt me down with a forty-meter-long knife?"

"Sure." Tianmiao responded with a single word.

Throughout the way, Leng Yanhua kept chattering, and most of the time, Tianmiao responded with "mmm" or "okay," eventually just mentally blocking out his words. Seriously, his chatter could give someone a headache.

After about twenty minutes, the scenery of the shaded path suddenly changed to various scorched trees, appearing before them was a barren land with mounds of varying sizes, along with various sacrificial items and flying paper money, signifying they had arrived at the Chaotic Burial Mound.

(I’m also a writer, boohoohoo, I want to stop updating, but I’m afraid you’ll hunt me down with a forty-meter-long knife! I dare not.)