I'm quitting!

If Chapter 22 is going to be released, it should be released in a grand and sweeping manner!

At the third quarter of Hai hour, the moonlight was like a ribbon.

Lin Xiaofan squatted in the corner, chin resting on her knees, yawning listlessly, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Xianyunzi's breakthrough was even more arduous than he had anticipated.

"I can't hold on much longer..."

While he still had energy, he pushed open the door, turned around, and somehow found some dry firewood and potatoes, neatly piling up a small fire about three zhang away from the cocoon.

The flickering firelight illuminated his eyes, making them shine like cold stars. The aroma also captivated Maqiu, who darted onto his shoulder.

"Hot! Hot! Hot!"

Lin Xiaofan pulled the golden-brown potatoes out of the charcoal fire, blew on them while shaking them, and finally broke open the charred shell to reveal the snow-white, soft, and glutinous flesh inside.

He took a bite, his brow furrowing slightly: "Uh...it's so bland..."

Suddenly, my shoulder felt light, and the furry little figure slid down.

Maqiu, with its short legs, darted into the corner of the cloth bag, rummaged around for a moment, picked up a small celadon salt jar, and leaped back onto my lap.

"Good lad, you're getting smarter and smarter."

Lin Xiaofan chuckled and ruffled Maqiu's hair, then took the salt shaker, scattering salt grains as he lightly rubbed them between his fingertips. He took another bite, the salty aroma melting on his tongue, and he squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Maqiu pull out a pinch of glitter powder from under the thick downy fur and sprinkle it on the little guy's own portion of potatoes. The powder melted upon contact with heat, instantly condensing into tiny ice crystals.

"Oh my?" Lin Xiaofan leaned closer and sniffed, the crisp, snow-like fragrance filling his nostrils. "What kind of treasure is this? Even barbecue has an ethereal quality?"

A text bubble popped up above Maqiu's head: "It's cool, refreshing pollen~"

"Ice Heart Flower Powder?" Lin Xiaofan suddenly realized, "You little glutton, you know how to enjoy life. Get me some too."

Maqiu generously pushed the remaining pollen in his paw over, and Lin Xiaofan sprinkled it evenly. The aroma instantly sublimated—the charred fragrance of charcoal and the chilling coolness of ice crystals intertwined. With one bite, the hot and soft potato, wrapped in a bone-chilling coolness, exploded in his mouth. A fine, cold current slid down his esophagus and into his limbs, causing his back to tremble slightly.

"Absolutely brilliant!"

He praised it frankly, and couldn't help but think that Ma Qiu seemed to have swallowed quite a few of these rare treasures recently, including the "data package" that the Script Management Bureau had sent him.

I wonder what their current strength is.

"Spirit Pet - Maqiu; Early Fusion Stage; Talents: Herb Finding and Identifying Truth, Star Transformation"

"Cough—" Lin Xiaofan almost choked on the potato, quickly gulping down a mouthful of herbal tea to catch his breath. "Goodness! It's already reached the fusion stage?"

He reached out and gently poked Maqiu's chubby cheeks: "You're really something, you haven't had a single meal wasted during this time, haha..."

Maqiu proudly puffed out its little belly, holding its special little potato. With each bite, it would wag its tail happily, and its little paws would even offer Lin Xiaofan the skewer that was grilled to the crispiest and most fragrant.

Potato peels and charcoal ash gradually piled up into a small mountain around them.

Lin Xiaofan crossed his legs, humming a tune as he turned the charcoal fire, while Maqiu, holding a potato bigger than his head, gnawed on it until his mouth was covered in soot. Occasionally, he would stomp his feet from the burn, which made Lin Xiaofan laugh out loud.

After a hearty meal, Maqiu snuggled back into Lin Xiaofan's arms and soon began to snore.

Lin Xiaofan leaned against a pillar in the hall, patted his round belly and let out a loud burp, then turned his head to look at the cocoon of light—which remained completely still.

"Looks like I'll have to wait a bit longer..." Excitement flashed in his eyes as he turned around. "Perfect, 1265 rebellion points, cross-vryu... Here I come!"

Before my eyes, light swirled and a rustic wooden box slowly solidified.

The box is simple, with only four large characters written crookedly in vermilion on it: "Zero Yuan Express Delivery".

A faded note was pasted on the edge: "Free shipping within the same region, shipping to other regions at your own expense, no credit."

"Tch..." Lin Xiaofan curled his lip. "With a name like that, I thought it was really a free purchase." He tapped the note, his face full of disdain. "They even charge for shipping? What kind of system is that stingy!"

With a soft "click," the lid popped open automatically.

Only two tokens were floating inside the box.

The one on the left is engraved with "Cultivation World", while the one on the right is shrouded in thick fog, with only three question marks vaguely visible.

"Two shipping stations?" Lin Xiaofan's curiosity was piqued, and he reached out to grab the misty token.

A vast star field suddenly appeared before my eyes, and in the enormous space, only two items hung there alone—

[The screenwriter's ink of regret: Within a single instance, a maximum of 3 words can be erased on the script, but emotional text cannot be modified (Old Xian's comment: Emotion is the last bastion of humanity; don't delude yourself into thinking you can use ink to cover up your tears)]

[OOC License: Directly awakens the target to full consciousness, achieving "real existence" (lifetime unlimited purchases~ Old Xian's friendly reminder: true freedom is priceless)]

"An OOC license?" Lin Xiaofan narrowed his eyes. "It can fully awaken the target... and grant unlimited purchases for life?"

He was about to grin when his gaze shifted downwards and he saw the price; he almost bit his tongue.

"998 million?! You might as well just rob it! I've already accumulated that many rebellion points, why don't I just storm into the Script Management Bureau and beat the mastermind to a pulp?!"

He then turned to the "screenwriter's ink of regret," but the price tag of 39 made him shake his head: "I'm sure this shipping station is definitely called 'The Hand of Capital'!"

He angrily threw the mist token back into the wooden box and then grabbed the "Cultivation World" token.

In an instant, everything opened up before my eyes—an endless galaxy spread out in the depths of my consciousness, billions of points of light flickering, each point of light a commodity with prices ranging from single digits to six figures, a dazzling array.

"Finally, something a normal person can afford..."

He browsed casually, and it truly had everything:

【Ice Heart Flower: 10 Rebellion Points/Plant (Prevent monopolies and achieve freedom in "Ice Heart Flower" ownership!)】

[Baihui Rejuvenation Pill: 50 Rebellion Points/Pill (Severely injured and dying? One pill can save your life!)]

Even saw—

[Nuwa Stone: 50000 Rebellion Points/piece (For creating humans and mending the sky, for molding clay into immortals. Note: Keep out of reach of children to prevent accidental ingestion)]

"Wait!" Lin Xiaofan's eyes widened, and she hurriedly searched back, "Is this... something I can sell?"

However, as his fingers continued to flip through the pages, his expression became increasingly interesting—

[Xuanyuan Sword: 120000 Rebellion Points/Handle (Sword of the Holy Path, for slaying demons and monsters! Note: It recognizes its master, has a stubborn temperament, and should be used with caution by beginners)]

[Donghuang Zhong: 190000 Rebellion Points/person (A Chaos Treasure, used to suppress the Primordial Chaos. Note: Use with caution at night, as it may disturb others)]

"Aren't these supposed to be the grand finale, appearing much later in the series, or even the very end?"

He carefully examined the product description and discovered that "level 3 access" was required to purchase it, immediately frowning: "Why do I need access... Can't you just give me developer mode?"

"How about asking the old servant..." He waved his hand, "Forget it, he warned me last time 'Don't ask, don't speak.' Instead of asking him, it's more reliable to save up money to 'redeem' Old Xian."

He shrugged, regained his composure, and flipped through the pages: "However... these ordinary supplies don't require authorization."

"As expected... if you're going to cheat, you should go all out, and it would be best to turn it into a debugging console."

Just as he was happily planning to stock up on a hundred or two hundred bottles of Huiyuan Pills, the cocoon of light behind him suddenly trembled violently.

Lin Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly withdrew his Cross-Veku. His gaze was subconsciously fixed on the cocoon of light—it was too dazzling, so he decided to steal a glance.

The light slowly receded, and Xianyunzi's figure gradually became clear in the afterglow. He stood firmly on the ground, his spiritual energy flowing like a stream, and he was completely refreshed.

This Qingyun Sect leader has transformed from a gray-haired "old man" into a dignified "uncle".

"Congratulations, Sect Leader, on your successful cultivation and reaching the Transcendent Realm." Lin Xiaofan composed himself and stepped forward to offer his congratulations.

Xianyunzi bowed deeply, his movements now completely fluid: "If it weren't for your guidance with the art of cakes and your enlightenment with music, I would still be trapped in my own mental prison, unable to escape."

He straightened up, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes: "But... just now, when I broke through to the next realm, I vaguely glimpsed... Brother Shi Tian's death, and my nascent soul... entering his dantian..."

Lin Xiaofan's heart tightened.

Xianyunzi's Daoist mind is not yet stable. If he were to reveal the truth, something unexpected might happen.

He smiled slightly and casually waved his hand: "This is just the work of inner demons. If your Dao is like flowing water and your heart is like a clear mirror, no matter how many illusions there are, as long as your Dao heart is as firm as a rock, they will naturally vanish like smoke."

After pondering for a moment, Xianyunzi finally nodded: "I will keep your teachings in mind, senior."

Having earned his rebellion points and settled his affairs, Lin Xiaofan was about to take his leave when a streak of pure white light burst through the window!

It was actually a snow-white crane. As its wings swept across the candlelight, they cast fluttering shadows. Suddenly, it transformed into a letter in the hall and drifted into Xianyunzi's palm.

The idle cloud book unfolded, and moonlight pierced through the thin paper, reflecting his suddenly constricted pupils.

"Senior, urgent news from the Western Regions... Our Ancestral Master has sent a message, ordering me to set off immediately."

When he looked up, there was no trace of joy in his eyes after breaking through to a higher realm; only a heavy sense of solemnity remained.

"The sect is going through a turbulent time, and my departure will take at least a month, or longer... it's hard to say."

That expectant gaze fell on Lin Xiaofan, making him swallow hard and realize something was wrong.

"Although Junior Brother Dan Xuanzi possesses exceptional talent, he has only recently achieved Nascent Soul cultivation. I fear he may find it difficult to subdue those...those with ulterior motives." Xian Yunzi stepped forward, the hem of his green robe brushing against the charcoal ash on the ground. "This junior humbly requests that Senior take care of him."

My protection? My level of cultivation is no match for those old monsters!

He looked troubled: "This..."

"It doesn't require you to sacrifice your lifespan; you only need to offer some guidance at crucial moments and point out the way forward."

Offering sacrifices to those who have lived long enough?

Lin Xiaofan raised an eyebrow and probed, "It seems... you know some secrets."

"The spiritual energy in this world is becoming increasingly scarce. Every bit of true essence used beyond the Nascent Soul stage burns away one's lifespan... Senior's realm is transcendent; how dare I presume to surpass you? I only wish that you would be like a bright lamp, illuminating the path for those who are lost."

It really is this kind of plot... But since all it takes is to use words and do someone a favor, it's not that difficult.

"In that case, I agree."

Xianyunzi bowed deeply and respectfully: "With your words, senior, I am at ease."

He turned and strode towards the outside of the hall, his voice carried on the night breeze: "The situation in the western border is urgent, so I must take my leave... I entrust the entire sect to you, senior."

Lin Xiaofan watched the figure disappear completely into the night, then patted his chest repeatedly: "My god... how did I get another hot potato! Old Xian, please pray that nothing goes wrong in the sect during this time!"