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He simply spent 400 points to exchange for two "Martial Arts Proficiency (Low Grade)" entries. He then attached them to his and Yue Lan's "Breast-Grabbing Dragon Claws".
The "Martial Arts Proficiency (Low Grade)" entry has been merged with the Breast-Grabbing Dragon Claw Hand technique. This will increase the efficiency of practicing this martial art by 50%. 280 points remaining.
Unfortunately, the martial arts comprehension enhancement (low-grade) for that single martial art requires 300 points, which is 20 points short.
Otherwise, he would like to buy one and hang it on Lingyue's "Shattered Moon Sword." Perhaps it could help improve her family's martial arts. It should be helpful, right? He was a little unsure.
Lingyue's "Shattered Moon Sword" was already fully mastered this afternoon, so how could it possibly regress? Fu Hai lay on the couch, the night was deep and all was quiet.
The air was warm at night, and the chirping of insects was faint but persistent.
I was practicing with Junior Sister Yuelan just now, grabbing and holding her without any trouble.
Now that things have quieted down, he feels a warm sensation in his palms, a subtle feeling that he hasn't wanted to wash his hands for days, which makes him feel ashamed of the urge to wash his hands again.
Finally, he reached the age when he was young and full of vigor.
Suddenly, Fu Hai noticed a change in the system's character attributes section. He opened it with a puzzled look and examined it carefully.
Below Qiu Ying's attributes, a few prompts occasionally pop up: 【Qiu Hanlian】
[A killer from the Demon Cave under the rule of the Heavenly Evil Sect, using the alias "Qiu Ying," and known in the martial arts world as "Flying Erosion Flower."] [Martial Arts Level: Fourth Realm!]
Martial Arts Techniques: Flying Blood-Eroding Blade (Perfected), Bone-Crushing Heart-Piercing Palm (Perfected), Minor Soul-Searching Poison Needle (Perfected), Bone-Shattering Evil Claw (Mastered).
The Thousand Spider Poison Palm (Mastery).
Below that is a very small box, with an even smaller message bar that keeps scrolling.
—Emotional value -1 — —Emotional value -1
— “Mood value -2”
—Resentment towards the host +3
—"Emotional Value -1" —"Emotional Value -1" —"Emotional Value -4"
— “Resentment towards the host +5”
Judging from the hints, Sister Qiu Ying's mood was getting worse and her anger towards him was growing stronger. I didn't do anything!
Fu Hai really wanted to sneak a peek at the inn at the foot of the mountain to see why Qiu Ying's mood had suddenly soured and why her anger towards him was growing stronger. To be honest, in his memory, Qiu Ying had always been calm and composed, without a trace of joy or sorrow.
I've never seen her laugh, nor have I ever seen her angry. If it weren't for the character prompts I saw after obtaining this system.
He couldn't believe that Sister Qiu Ying was actually the "Flying Erosion Flower" who had killed countless people in the Western Martial World three years ago.
Seeing the "Martial Arts Level: Fourth Realm" below Qiu Ying's name, he abandoned his plan to go down the mountain to spy on her. But he lay on the couch, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
As he watched the endless stream of "Emotional Value -1", "Emotional Value -2", and "Resentment towards the host +3", he felt a chill run down his spine.
He was very worried that Sister Qiu Ying might suddenly turn on him, transforming back into the "Flying Erosion Flower" who had killed dozens of people that night, and rush up to wipe out his entire family. With her strength at the fourth realm, no one in the entire county could protect him.
Fu Hai tried hard to recall what was different about Sister Qiu Ying tonight compared to usual.
Suddenly I remembered that Sister Qiu Ying had taken a look at his new book manuscript to pass the time while she was on night watch at the inn. No... surely not?
Chapter 10 Qiu Ying's Favorability
As dawn broke over the eastern mountains, the four large characters "Dragon Claw Inn" on the inn's main entrance shone brighter with the approaching light. Fu Hai looked at the entrance and found that it was still closed.
At night, the main gate is always closed, but Sister Qiu Ying usually opens it before dawn.
But today, even though it was already daylight, the main gate was still not open. Fu Hai had no choice but to go in through the backyard.
He walked through the backyard, through the square open passageway between the kitchen and the storeroom, and into the main hall. A lantern hung high above the counter, and candlelight flickered on it. "Sister Qiu Ying, what's wrong?" he asked cautiously as he approached the counter.
Qiu Yingjie was sitting behind the counter, her hands folded over his manuscript, her head bowed and silent.
Under his questioning, Qiu Ying slowly raised her head, staring at him without moving. In the system character panel, the character attributes of "Qiu Hanlian" continued to scroll.
"Resentment towards the host +1." "Resentment towards the host +1."
The growing resentment hidden deep within Qiu Ying's calm gaze sent chills down Fu Hai's spine.
"Sister Qiu Ying, you've finished reading it?" Fu Hai didn't dare ask her what she thought, so he just made small talk. "It's good that you've finished reading it, it's good that you've finished reading it." Murong's voice came from the stairs: "Xiao, it's already dawn outside, why is it so late today, and the door is still not open?"
Fu Hai turned his head and saw Murong Die walking downstairs. Qiu Ying stood up, silent and expressionless, her demeanor as calm as still water.
She went to the gate, pulled out the horizontal bolt, stood aside, and then removed the vermilion-lacquered door panels one by one.
— "Hate value towards the host +1." — "Resentment value towards the host +1." — "Resentment value towards the host +1."
"Miss Butterfly, are you getting ready to go into town so early in the morning?" Fu Hai asked.
“Yes,” Murong Die winked at him, “or are you trying to keep me here for another day, Miss Die?” Fu Hai said, “Well… Miss Die, you’re very busy, I… I won’t try to keep you.”
"You heartless little brat!" Murong Die whispered in his ear, "If you want me to take responsibility, just say so, and I'll take responsibility for you for the rest of my life."
I slapped him on the butt.
Although she used her inner strength to lower her voice, Qiu Ying still turned around and glanced at them. — "Resentment towards the host +10."
Fu Hai felt that he might not be able to save his entire family.
Unfortunately, even though Lady Murong is a renowned heroine in this county, she is only at the seventh realm.
The seventh realm was already quite high in the county town, but when it came to facing Sister Qiu Ying, it was still like being a nobody on the roadside. Murong Die quickly paid the bill and left.
She was to answer the government's call and, along with a group of martial arts practitioners from the county, investigate the "ghostly" incident at Duanyun Mountain. Before leaving, she even gave the young shopkeeper a flirtatious wink.
Although she had also lost her virginity yesterday afternoon, the unimaginable pleasure still left her wanting more. After the heroine left, Fu Hai looked at the empty inn and couldn't help but sigh:
"Yesterday, only Miss Butterfly checked in. There were at least three people the day before yesterday."
Qiu Ying slowly walked back to the counter, her expression indifferent: "Hmm." She glanced at the manuscripts on the counter again.
— “Resentment towards the host +1.”
Fu Hai felt as if snakes were slithering under his scalp.
They were waiting for Sister Qiu Ying's command to immediately rush into his head and devour his brains completely.
He whispered, "If this inn can't stay open anymore, then Sister Qiu Ying, you don't have to stay here anymore." No matter how you look at it,
Having a female demon who once killed without hesitation in the Western Martial World by your side is like having a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment.
Moreover, Qiu Ying's resentment towards him has been steadily increasing since last night. She's the Flying Erosion Flower, who killed over forty people and wiped out entire families in one night! Qiu Ying gave him a sharp look.
—“Resentment towards the host +100.” Fu Hai was startled.
The resentment level increased by 100 in an instant?
She's got hundreds of grudges against him already; she'll probably grab a kitchen knife and chop him up in a minute, right?
He hurriedly added, "But Sister Qiu Ying, you've been here for three years. Even if the inn closes down, we don't want you to leave. If the inn really can't stay, Sister Qiu Ying, please stay in our Little Cangshan Mountain. Treat this place as your home." You!
Although you are in danger, saving your life is the priority.
Sister Qiu Ying's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.
"Host affinity +10086! Emotional value +100, feeling comfortable!"
Fu Hai looked at the notification bar that suddenly appeared below Qiu Ying's character attributes and opened his mouth.
System, did you enter these numbers randomly? You clearly entered them randomly!
How did my favorability suddenly increase by 10086... more than 10,000 points?
Then I remembered that Qiu Ying's hatred for me kept increasing last night, just now it was +10, +100, but I didn't see her grab a kitchen knife to chop me up. Could it be that Qiu Ying's affection for me was originally extremely, extremely, extremely high?
The over 100 resentment points that have increased since last night are actually negligible compared to the original level of favorability.
All I did was tell Sister Qiu Ying that even if the inn couldn't stay, I wanted her to stay and make Little Cangshan her home. That one sentence earned me tens of thousands of points of goodwill.
This led Fu Hai to speculate that Qiu Ying's affection for him was already off the charts.
However, it was impossible to discern any change in favorability from Qiu Ying's calm and beautiful face. If anything, her eyes seemed to be sparkling, and her steps were much lighter. Her light blue muscular skirt swayed more noticeably with her movements.
“Master!” Qiu Ying stood by the counter, gently placing her slender hand on the manuscript and looking at him. “Why does the protagonist have to leave Touma and Setsuna? Wouldn’t that be too pitiful for them?”
—"Resentment towards the host +1." —"Resentment towards the host +1."
Although the level of hatred started to rise again.
But because they had just increased their favorability with Yifangduo, this person wasn't worried at all. They were as calm as a rock!
He thought for a moment and said, "I was so engrossed in writing it that I felt men should also be more pure in love and devoted. I didn't realize that they..."
Both will get hurt.
Qiu Ying's expression was calm and indifferent, and her voice was very soft: "In the world of your book, it seems that a man can only marry one woman."
“But it’s different outside the book. If the two female leads marry each other, no one will say anything.” Fu Hai nodded: “Sister Qiu Ying, you’re right.”
Qiu Ying nodded almost imperceptibly and said nothing more.
—Host affinity +108! Emotional value +108, currently in a good mood!
Chapter 11 This Dragon Claw Hand is a bit strange
Qiu Ying took the small charcoal stove for boiling water, lit the charcoal fire, and placed the kettle full of water on it.
“Master, you don’t need to worry too much!” she whispered. “Even if this inn can’t stay open, there are always other ways out. If we all work together, we can keep this little Cangshan Mountain afloat.”
Fu Hai checked Qiu Ying's position as an "assassin in the Heavenly Evil Sect's Demon Cave" in the Ultimate Demonic Chaos System. While boiling water, Qiu Ying went upstairs to room number eight and tidied up.
After going downstairs, she looked at her employer with a strange expression, but didn't say anything. Once the water boiled, she took the tea leaves and brewed tea for her employer.
"Senior brother!" Xia Yuelan swept in from the backyard like the wind. "Why did you get up so early today? I went to your room to look for you but couldn't find you."
Fu Hai took the small purple teacup filled with tea that Qiu Ying pushed over: "You're the one who should be up so early today!" Xia Yuelan put her hands on her hips: "I slept through the entire day! Ah, Master Dui, let's continue practicing."
"I feel my qi and blood have suddenly become much stronger. Maybe with that Heart-Piercing Dragon Claw Hand, we'll be able to reach the eighth realm soon." Fu Hai shook his head: "It's not that simple."
Eighth-rank martial arts can indeed enhance and improve a practitioner's blood and internal strength during cultivation. However, generally speaking, one must at least reach the perfect level to achieve this.
Thinking of this, Fu Hai couldn't help but look at Lingyue's "Shattered Moon Sword (Mastery)" again.
He had always assumed that Junior Sister Lingyue had mastered the Shattered Moon Sword, a family heirloom, to perfection, which was why she was able to advance to the eighth realm. The fact that she had only reached mastery suggests that "the Shattered Moon Sword itself is definitely more than just an eighth-grade weapon."