Chapter 2080

Xiao Feng shook his head helplessly.

Divine Sense swept over, and he knew there were indeed snakes active near this field, though they were quite far away.

Han Zichen's willpower wasn't weak either; in the game he became a God King, and even if he didn't have Controller-level will in reality, at least he had transcendent peak mental strength, with the ability to foresee danger.

This action of hers was purely a habit formed since childhood.

"Going to the Taoist temple to play, won't you bring some fruit offerings or incense?"

"No need, the Taoist temple on Moonview Mountain has long been abandoned; the scenery is nice, and from there you can overlook the whole White Stone Town. Besides, there are wild fruits to eat on the mountain—we used to go there often when we were kids."

"Weren't you as wild as a boy when you were little?"

"No way, I was well-behaved as a kid; it's only after growing up that I neglected my duties and got addicted to games."

The two chatted lightly all the way, passing the verdant rice fields, and arrived at the Mountain Base.

The first mountain is relatively low; climbing it is easy, and even an ordinary person can run back and forth a few times without trouble.

Following the path that villagers and farmers usually took, they soon reached the mountaintop.

From this mountain looking opposite, one could see the Moonview Mountain that Han Zichen mentioned.

That mountain is quite high, with a vertical height of about seven to eight hundred meters from summit to base, comparable to White Stone Mountain, covered in dense trees, seeming as if there's no path up.

And halfway up the slope, near the summit, there stands a dilapidated Taoist temple.

That temple has been deserted for a long time; from afar its tiles are scattered, overgrown with moss and vines.

With an ordinary person's pace, climbing this mountain would take about twenty minutes.

But for them, with their stamina, it was easy.

Xiao Feng Dao Brother, if you later—

"After you've had your fill of the Nine Provinces, come to this mountain and stay in the temple."

While climbing the mountain, Han Zichen said to him.

"Me? Stay in a temple? Why?" Xiao Feng wondered.

Han Zichen said: "When I was young, I heard the elders say that this mountain's temple originally housed an immortal who could summon clouds and rain to relieve droughts, and also help the town's poor fulfill their wishes. Later the immortal went somewhere unknown, and the temple fell into ruin."

Xiao Feng said: "Just a legend; if there really were an immortal here, even the White Sword Sect couldn't act high and mighty."

"Maybe, but wishes made here really work. When I was little, my mother came down with a strange illness; all the doctors in town couldn't cure it. My father and I came here to pray to the gods and make a wish, and a few days later my mother recovered—don't you think that's miraculous?" Han Zichen wore a devout expression.

Xiao Feng laughed helplessly: "That's interesting; I might make a wish later."

In his heart he secretly thought it was probably just a coincidence.

Han Zichen, upon hearing that, asked: "Dao Brother, what's your wish? I feel you have everything—money, strength, healthy parents, friends all over the world, and many beautiful confidantes by your side. I can't think of anything you'd need to wish for."

"Make a wish, hoping the second half of my life will be better, forever free of worries." Xiao Feng said with a smile.

"Then I want to make a wish too!" Han Zichen said.

"What do you wish for?" Xiao Feng asked her.

She replied: "I want to have the ability to slay demons and eradicate evil in reality as well; I want to ride the sword on the wind, roaming freely between heaven and earth; I want my family to stay healthy forever. Moreover… I want a thoughtful companion who can talk with me by my side."

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Xiao Feng couldn't help but glance at her twice.

Han Zichen remained composed, her steps steady, and she showed no embarrassed expression.

Xiao Feng, however, was surprised—was she hinting at something?

"I'm merely a phantom body, not my true self here..."

He said that.

"It's all the same; I've heard that immortal incarnations are everywhere, each can be a true self, with no difference."

Xiao Feng gave a dry laugh, momentarily unsure what to say.

After climbing a stretch, without realizing it the temple came into view.

Han Zichen quickened her pace, breaking into a light jog along the rugged mountain path.

Soon the two arrived near the temple on the mountaintop.

The temple is built on a precipitous spot; not far ahead lies a cliff, and an ordinary person who slips would fall to their death.

Yet this perilous place offers a unique view: looking afar one can see the whole town's scenery; looking down the mountain, a clear valley stream flows eastward, with thousands of acres of fertile fields, mountain flowers and green bamboo—everywhere is beautiful scenery.

"How about it, am I not deceiving you? Don't you find this scene and moment delightful?" Han Zichen took a deep breath of the cool mountain air and said with a smile.

"Mm, it's quite good."

Xiao Feng nodded and glanced at her twice.

The scenery is nice, the person… even nicer.

If there were a camera, capturing her together with the scenery would make a great wallpaper.

Previously in the game he felt nothing; he and Han Zichen were merely cross-server friends, occasionally coordinating on battlefield cooperation or bullying foreign-server factions, otherwise they had no deeper interaction.

They had once played together in the Four Continents World for a while, but due to being in different battle zones they didn't think much of it.

Xiao Feng one

Straight ahead he felt, he and this female sword immortal had no spark, no feeling.

But looking at it now, she doesn't seem to think so.

"The temple has half collapsed; it's really been abandoned too long."

After looking at the scenery for a while, Han Zichen turned to look at the temple behind her.

The temple is built into the mountain; it's actually quite small, with only a main hall and a side chamber—the main hall likely houses the deity's statue, while the side chamber is where the Daoist resides.

Now the side chamber's roof has collapsed, vines half-hanging, bearing many red flowers; blossoms amid the ruins lend it an extraordinary air.

"Let's go in and have a look." Xiao Feng suggested.

"Good."

The two walked toward the main hall.

Although the main hall hadn't collapsed, the roof tiles were almost completely shattered; if it rained, not a single drop would be kept out.

Vines covered the roof and walls everywhere, with small flowers blooming and some spider webs draped over, making it look extremely messy.

Han Zichen swept away the spider webs with her bamboo stick in preparation to enter.

Xiao Feng, however, suddenly grabbed her.

"What's wrong?" Han Zichen looked at him, puzzled.

Xiao Feng replied, "Just wait a moment."

Then he took her bamboo stick and poked twice at the shadow.

A flower snake was driven away by him, darting into the nearby grass and disappearing.

Wah~

Seeing the snake slither away, Han Zichen let out a startled cry and hid behind him.

Xiao Feng chuckled, "It's just a small snake; it can't even break your skin, what are you afraid of?"

"This, this isn't about whether it bites or not; mainly I'm psychologically scared… plus insects, lizards and such… just seeing them gives me goosebumps."

"Really? Then in the game, when you subdued demons and eliminated monsters, have you never encountered snake or insect demons?" Xiao Feng laughed.

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"Yes, but… in the game I don't seem to be afraid, maybe because I'm strong, or maybe because I know it's fake." Han Zichen thought for a moment, and she herself felt contradictory.

Xiao Feng burst out laughing.

Actually, he could understand this kind of thing; quite a few people are like that.

Anyway, it doesn't matter; once she becomes stronger in the future, she'll overcome this little problem on her own.

The two entered the Daoist temple; because they had encountered a snake, Han Zichen felt a bit timid and clung tightly to Xiao Feng's hand.