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“We won.” A faint smile appeared on his face, as if he was relieved.

The Sword Qi is Near flew back to his side, hovering near the sword sheath, making a slight sword humming sound, seeming to ask the sheath, “Are you hurt anywhere?”

Shang Haiqing and the remaining elders of the Fire Yan Sect flew to Lu Xun’s side, bowed together, and said, “Thank you for your assistance, the Fire Yan Sect is deeply grateful!”

Lu Xun calmly accepted the bow, saying simply, “No need for such courtesies.”

In his view, he was just passing by the Fire Yan Sect by chance.

Along the way, as long as he encountered any Foreign Races, he would certainly help if he could.

Not only could he save lives, he could also gain experience points and contribution points, why wouldn’t he want to do it?

Lu Xun looked ahead and saw that whether it was the disciples of the Fire Yan Sect or the players, the look in their eyes towards him was filled with a hint of fanaticism.

He could tell that the fanaticism in these eyes was slightly different from before.

In the past, it was nothing more than coveting his good looks, drooling over his body, and being awed by his identity and fame.

–Bah, shallow!

The fanaticism today was carved out by Lu Xun’s sword stroke after sword stroke!

But when he looked around now, he could see that everyone’s flying magical treasures carried more than one person.

On the flying magical treasures, they had their injured sect members, and even the bodies of their sect members.

Lu Xun sighed lightly, not planning to stay here any longer, and said, “Sect Master Shang, I won’t stay here for long.”

After saying this, he gave a glance in the direction of West State.

Shang Haiqing looked at Lu Xun, then at The Sword Qi is Near, and nodded his head.

Truthfully, he really hoped Lu Xun could stay here as a guest.

Who knows if the Foreign Races will invade again, with Lu Xun and The Sword Qi is Near here, the Fire Yan Sect could be more secure.

But it’s out of goodwill that he helped us, not his obligation.

We already owe him a great favor, not to be too greedy.

“Farewell.” Lu Xun saluted.

“Farewell.” Everyone responded.

The next moment, outside the Fire Yan Sect, Lu Xun’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

He and the Sword Qi is Near disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving behind strands of green energy, wandering around in this place.

This energy comes from within the green pearls, it is the gift from “Lu with astonishing healing ability Xun”.

They cleverly avoided each and every player on the scene, then dispersed in all directions, then trickled into several injured cultivators’ bodies.

Each person got only a little, but no matter what, it still had the effect of rooting and nourishing.

The injured disciples of the Fire Yan Sect felt a warm current in their bodies, slowly circulating through their limbs and bodies, causing the pain in their bodies to dissipate a bit.

The players stared at each other in bewilderment.

They knew that, as the World Protagonist, the Purple Palace can differentiate between Anomalies and natives.

The Purple Palace knows who can resurrect and who can’t.

They just never thought that the Purple Palace could differentiate so finely!

Not a single player on the scene received a strand of the green energy!

“That’s amazing!” one player couldn’t help saying.

As for not getting any of the green energy and being treated differently, the players didn’t have any opinions.

Why should they? It’s useless for us, it doesn’t increase experience points, and it’s even green, making people want to dodge it when they see it.

On the other hand, if it heals the NPCs, then when the Foreign Races invade again, our faction’s power will have recovered a bit, and the probability of completing the tasks will increase!

That’s beneficial for us too!

Sharp players quickly understood, and the players without brains… where would they think?

When the green energy completely dissipated, everyone from the Fire Yan Sect simultaneously bowed towards the direction Lu Xun disappeared in, and remained in that position for a long time.

“Great favors and virtues, we will never forget. If there’s an opportunity in the future, The Fire Yan Sect is willing to serve you.” Shang Haiqing said in his heart.

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On the paper crane, Lu Xun was flying full force towards West State and browsing the forum at the same time.

You have to admit, the forum is so useful in situations like this!

The players were just like Lu Xun’s informants, he could know the situation of various places on Heavenly Dust Continent through the player’s posts.

“Demon Sect is indeed safe and sound, Luda is already organizing manpower to assist other areas.” Lu Xun looked at the posts of the Demon Sect players and thought to himself.

Although Shen Yan was famously tight-fisted and was like an ungainly rooster, when stuck in such a situation, Shen Yan was willing to lend a hand.

Because this is not a regional war, it’s a catastrophe that affects the whole Heavenly Dust Continent!

The term “human destiny community” could be used in today’s situation too.

“Better focus on West State’s posts first.” After checking his own situation, Lu Xun started to check West State’s updates.

Soon, his attention was drawn to a video post.

He saw the long rainbow of Sword Qi in Sword Casting City, saw the scene of everyone in the city drawing their swords, saw the white-haired old men flying above the city walls.

Curiously enough, Lu Xun was shocked but not surprised.

“West State is still that West State, Sword Cultivators are still that group of Sword Cultivators.” Lu Xun only had this thought in his mind.

Through this post, he already knew that Ye Sui’an was in Sword Casting City.

“Speaking of which… Why did he go to Sword Casting City?” Lu Xun was a bit puzzled.

The plot development now has too many twists and turns, and Lu Xun has been somewhat unable to grasp the trajectory of these “True World Protagonists”.

All he knows is that the World Protagonists he has met so far have admired him very much, that’s it.

Sword Casting City is located to the south of West State, and as Lu Xun comes from the Southern Territory, he is actually not far from Sword Casting City.

However, if he were to go find the Dida on the Boundary Monument, he would have to take a long detour.

Because the Boundary Monument where Dida is located is on the other side of West State. To get there, Lu Xun, coming from the Southern Territory, would have to cross the vast majority of West State.

“Judging from the current situation on the forum, there isn’t any battle near Dida,” said Lu Xun.

“Let’s go help Sui An,” Lu Xun made his decision quickly.

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The situation outside Sword Casting City was becoming increasingly gruesome.

The high-level forces on both sides were approximately at the same level, but the disparity in numbers in the mid to low level forces was too big.

If there were more players inside the city, it would have been manageable, but the number of players was too small.

After all, most players would choose to stay within their Sects in the early stages of the game, rarely venturing out into the world.

Why go wandering about outside when they haven’t even become familiar with their own territories?

Ye Sui’an, who was in the middle of the battle, knew how terrible the situation was.

They needed reinforcements!

Preferably, two Great Cultivators at the seventh or eighth level, or a large group of mid to low level Cultivators.

With such reinforcements, the situation would quickly turn around.

Long before the start of the battle, Ye Sui’an had sent letters via his Flying Sword, informing the two major Sword Sects about the crisis here.

Whether reinforcements would arrive and when they would arrive, Ye Sui’an had no idea.

All he knew was that behind him was Sword Casting City, and that everyone would rather die outside the city walls!

“Woosh–!” The Sword Qi of the “Moon Emperor” surged forward. Bright and pure as the moon in the sky, it pierced through a low-level foreign race beside him.

Ye Sui’an knew very well that the old men who were still fighting had been protecting him.

He hadn’t been targeted by any powerful foreign races only because they were protecting him.

And the old man who had spent more than ten days with him, helped him reforge the “Moon Emperor”, and pointed out his shortcomings, was no longer alive.

The old man whom he had been scolded by for more than ten days was now silent forever.

All he could hear now were the echoing words, “Eternal Glory of Swordsmanship!”

Ye Sui’an’s eyes were bloodshot, and he once again swung his sword fiercely.

After killing another foreigner, he felt his back tingling!

“He’s here!” He screamed inwardly.

The seasoned Elders had been protecting him before, but now they were becoming overwhelmed.

None of the old men had died disgracefully, none of them had died unjustly, but there were just too many enemies.

A foreigner, who had the strength comparable to a fifth realm, found an opportunity and was coming to kill Ye Sui’an.

He held a strangely shaped scythe in his hand, somewhat similar to the one Yin Tian had.

This was one of the symbols of the Yinling Clan.

The “Moon Emperor” flew out and headed for Ye Sui’an’s back, and he formed sword techniques with his hands, creating one after another sword shadows around him.

The strangely shaped scythe broke through the sword shadows and hit the “Moon Emperor”.

The “Moon Emperor” hit Ye Sui’an’s back, and his body flew forward, blood pouring from his mouth.

The foreigner disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, the scythe suddenly appeared in front of Ye Sui’an!

His pupils dilated, and he had no time to react.

“Am I… going to die?” thought Ye Sui’an.

Then, he only saw a dazzling sword light, unparalleled, cutting through the sky!

The Sword Qi was overwhelming, not only killing the Yinling tribesman, but also annihilating another high-level foreigner behind him after piercing through his body!

“Are reinforcements here?”

“Who is this person with such powerful Sword Qi!”

Ye Sui’an turned his head in shock, looking back.

He just saw a familiar figure on the city wall of Sword Casting City.

A black robe, a black sword sheath!

Lu Xun sat on a paper crane. With just one stroke of “The Sword Qi is Near”, he saved Ye Sui’an and even took down an extra one in the process.

Lu Xun looked at the grim scene before him, what he saw with his own eyes felt completely different from what he had seen in the videos on the forum.

“So this is West State!”

Anyone who wants to destroy this place must first defeat the swords of West State.

West State is not a place anyone can lay their hands on!

One by one, people couldn’t help but turn their heads to look back, looking at their reinforcements, the only one.

Lu Xun sat on the paper crane and calmly voiced a phrase widely circulated in West State after the foreign invasion in the previous era.

The noise quickly spread throughout the battlefield, also allowing the foreign races to hear it clearly.

“West State, belongs to the Sword Cultivators.”

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