Chapter 525 - 260: A New Orchid Mystic! But 4 of Them?

Chapter 525: Chapter 260: A New Orchid Mystic! But 4 of Them?

As it happened, he had four Miracle Masters in his household who followed the "Orchid" Path. Their experiences and dispositions inexplicably fitted with Mystic Liu Shishi, who had died many years prior. As a result, the four of them merged, in a sense, to become the Orchid Mystic.

Ultimately, the four of them together *were* the "Orchid Mystic."

This was a real eye-opener for Zheng Xiu. He never imagined a "Deceitful Object" could be split apart and used like that.

Zheng Xiu speculated that Mystic Liu Shishi’s death was inextricably linked to Zhu’s machinations. Though Zhu had seized the Orchid Deceitful Object and used it on his Incarnation, he seemed to be incompatible with the [Orchid] and had gone down a completely wrong path.

"A solitary orchid in an empty valley, blooming for one person alone."

Zheng Xiu mulled over these words. Everyone said the Orchid was heartless, but to truly walk the [Orchid] Path without obstruction, one had to be like a lotus emerging from the mud, unstained and ever constant.

Unmatched in elegance, outshining all under heaven, and all for one person alone.

That was the "Orchid."

The four women, by fitting with the "Orchid Deceitful Object," accessed the memories of Liu Shishi within it. They also inherited her will, which formed a new code for them. Through a series of serendipitous events, they forged a unique "four-in-one" path.

Zheng Xiu wasn’t sure if this "four-in-one" path was the correct one, but... it was definitely amazing. In every sense of the word.

The long night was a mix of pleasure and pain for Zheng Xiu. The women strictly adhered to their rules, never crossing the line, which left him in a state of unbearable, hanging suspense. It was utter agony.

And yet, because of this, Zheng Xiu breathed a quiet sigh of relief in the end. ’Perhaps for them, this really is an alternative form of cultivation.’

Then again, during his confrontation with Zhu, even though Zhu had used all sorts of schemes, both the Painter’s Deceitful Object and the Orchid Deceitful Object had originally come from him. This gave Zheng Xiu a sense of absurdity. ’When it comes down to it, I almost have to thank Zhu for getting me this far. He’s just been far too generous.’

When Zheng Xiu awoke, the room was in disarray. The four Orchid Mystics were long gone, leaving only the lingering scent of flowers in the dungeon.

As the first rays of dawn scattered the night’s gloom over Lu Town, Zheng Xiu, legs feeling like jelly, wearily entered his Heart Prison.

The night before, he had also taken the opportunity to activate the "Orchid Post Station." Just as he suspected, the Orchid Post Station was also a four-in-one.

[Post Station] Cao Shuangshuang, Jing Xuemei, Liu Sufen, Dayue’s Aiwen

[Affinity] A Secretly Pledged Heart

[Path] Orchid (Ren-Zi)

[Destiny] Sweetness After Bitterness

[Physique] A Thousand Alluring Forms

’I wonder if the Post Station’s function can be triggered if the four women are separated.’

Zheng Xiu was curious about this, but now wasn’t the time to get to the bottom of it.

More and more Post Stations were becoming available on the Game Table. Tiny figurines flashed before his eyes. Zheng Xiu, feeling satisfied, was about to select the "Feng Bei Post Station" when he felt an inexplicable pang of guilt. After a moment’s thought, he decided to enter the "Yin Qingqing Post Station" instead.

「On the ruins of Lu Town.」

Yin Qingqing involuntarily squeezed her legs together again, a faint blush on her face as she felt an opening deep within her.

Soon, the young man reappeared before the crowd in his usual phantom-like manner.

Feng Bei understood Zheng Xiu and was familiar with this trick of his. Seeing that he had chosen to visit someone else instead of her, she felt a flicker of displeasure. Frowning, she walked up to Zheng Xiu and, avoiding the gazes of others, secretly pinched his waist. "What happened last night?" she whispered, her voice laced with suspicion.

Zheng Xiu looked up, and Feng Bei’s expression faltered. "Your eyes..."

"My eyes?"

Startled, Zheng Xiu quickly raised the Red King Mirror to take a look.

In the mirror, his face was haggard and his eyes were bloodshot. The dark, bruise-like circles under his eyes—classic panda eyes—stood out starkly.

This was going to be a little hard to explain.