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Chapter 257 - 47 Old Friends Send Off, Newcomers Embark (First Update for Monthly Pass Votes)_2

Chapter 257: Chapter 47 Old Friends Send Off, Newcomers Embark (First Update for Monthly Pass Votes)_2

"For them, a first-tier Curse Seal was less about ’leveling up’ and more about ’inheriting the ancestral power of forebears.’"

"This was what made their inheritance of Sword Tomb stand out from the ordinary."

"And for Gu Pan, this was particularly true. With the enhanced effect of the great Sword Tomb, what she experienced couldn’t even be called leveling up or inheriting. It should be dubbed as—’the revival of the ancestors.’"

"Her strength had advanced by leaps and bounds."

"Hehe, although he is very powerful, I’m not weak either. Given time, I will surely surpass him. This is the confidence that the heritage of my ancestors has given me, quack."

Seemingly reminded of someone, Gu Pan’s lips curled into a smile, unleashing a charming chuckle that set several nearby male attendants’ hearts aflutter.

However, she did not leave; instead, she cupped her fists toward the elder guarding the hall and requested:

"Elder, please prepare another set of Protective Spell beginner armor for me."

"What for, didn’t you collect a set before your breakthrough? Don’t cause trouble without reason," the elder frowned slightly.

The Gu Family was not as affluent as before; even if it was just the white Protective Spell armor, purchasing a set cost over a hundred thousand. With the regular facilitation fees added on by the family, it would be nearly two hundred thousand a set.

For ordinary Gu Family descendants, receiving one set each after becoming a Transcendent was already a decent arrangement.

To want more, one would have to exchange resources—how could they be wasted casually?

The Gu Family does not foster idlers!

Little did the elder know, Gu Pan was well prepared and said indifferently, "According to the family rules, a Sword Master who emerges from seclusion can advance a portion of their allowance if needed; just put it on my tab."

"..." the elder.

Several hours later.

Gu Pan, alone under the moonlight, followed an address to the safety zone’s northern district, to Xinyang Apartments.

Building 83.

Looking at the nearly emptied building with yellow police tape still lingering nearby.

Gu Pan cross-referenced the text on a 100-dollar bill in her hand several times, revealing a skeptical expression.

"Hiss... Did he deceive me?"

"Then where’s my two million?"

"Did my aunt embezzle it???"

"Why would she do that?"

"Ah, this..."

For a moment, Gu Pan’s expression was very serious, as she found herself at a crossroads in life.

...

...

"Ah, lacking Contribution Points... I’m so broke," Xu Shu tossed and turned.

Tonight, he took advantage of his status to reluctantly accept a free dinner.

Then, he brazenly entered the room on the third floor again, and after washing up, he quietly climbed out of the window, repeating his previous actions to ascend, making his way back into the 12th-floor room to calmly fall asleep.

It was not that he was overly cautious, but being completely alone in the Wasteland, with no one to rely on, he had to be careful, or he would have died countless times already.

What else but extreme caution was Xu Shu relying upon in this world?

With his eyes closing and reopening, the night passed without incident.

The Tai Chu Scroll had refreshed.

[The sun rises in the east, and all things are revived; welcome back to the Tai Chu Scroll, great master.]

Xu Shu, not tired of the routine, climbed back to the third floor. This luxury suite had an independent bathroom, after all.

In the midst of a simple wash, a series of ding-dong knocks interrupted his rare comfort.

"Hmm?"

Wiping the white foam from the corner of his mouth, Xu Shu felt puzzled.

Surely he wasn’t about to encounter trouble again?

He thought no more of it and directly opened the Tai Chu Scroll, entering the journey mode.

[Checking current status...]

[Check complete.]

[Your current situation is not good; trouble is knocking on your door...]

Upon reading this, Xu Shu’s brow furrowed.

Again?

But then the scroll displayed:

[But this trouble is not directed at you personally, it’s the innkeeper Brook who comes looking for you with a woman in her thirties, seeking your help.]

["My child Maomao is missing; he was just here, and when I woke up this morning, I let him play by the door while I prepared everyone’s breakfast. But soon after, Maomao vanished... Sir, please, I beg you to help me. I’ll do anything..."]

[The woman is one of the inn’s staff, sobbing and pleading with you, making ambiguous movements as she tugs at her blouse and skirt—making it fairly clear that her body is the most valuable thing she has to offer.]

[A child goes missing inexplicably without anyone being hurt; it could not possibly be monsters; it’s clear that some guests who stayed last night turned into kidnappers and snatched the child the moment they saw him alone.]

[Having been tricked by human traffickers yourself, you must surely empathize; faced with the young woman’s request, what will you choose to do?]

[You say, "Why weren’t you watching the child?"]

[You have already rejected the young woman’s request in your heart. You even find yourself somewhat annoyed by her; as strong as you are, a Legendary Warrior who is always careful and cautious, fearing the slightest fault in your actions.]

[And yet, she—an ordinary person—has so carelessly left her child outside, busying herself without the slightest fear of danger. How dare she?]

[This is nothing short of an insult to a cautious person like yourself!]

[Thus, you decide to let go of the impulse to help others and to respect the fate of others.]

[However, as someone who has had his share of experiences, you are now a sly old ghost, adept in handling affairs smoothly—not the rash young man you once were.]

[You don’t refuse directly; instead, you opt for a relatively tactful response: "I see. If I come across him, I’ll help bring him back."]

[You neither refuse nor promise; your attitude is aloof, keeping others at arm’s length.]

[With such a response from you, although the young woman feels it’s not enough, she dares not pester too much. At least you have given her a glimmer of hope, and she leaves, gratefully thanking you a thousand times.]