Old Jin’s Virtual World was a Flame Mountain. Of course, it was not the Flame Mountain from Journey to the West, but a dangerous mountain filled with thorns and monsters.
At that time, just when Old Jin’s consciousness had broken into it, before he could come to his senses, he was bewildered by a monster that burst forth towards him.
Upon closer inspection, this monster, indeed, was a peculiar creature described in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. It was not only immensely strong but also possessed a pair of bird wings, enabling it to fly in the Sky.
Having encountered such a capable opponent who could both walk and fly upon entry, Old Jin was so frustrated he wanted to curse. However, under the ferocious attack of the opponent, Old Jin had to throw himself entirely into battle and fought desperately.
He thought it would take only a short while to finish off the monster, but Old Jin later frustratingly discovered that when this monster fell, another identical monster emerged.
Damn it, is this a daily puzzle-match game or a connect-and-find game?! Does Master Cat not want to fight anymore, please?!
After undergoing what seemed like countless days of grueling battles, where Old Jin fought till he slept and slept till he fought, the number of identical monsters he killed was so numerous that even he himself lost count.
It was not until one day, in the midst of battlin, that Old Jin suddenly comprehended a maneuver he had never thought of before, and he finally realized what this monster-filled Virtual World intended to teach him.
Just like that, after an unknown number of days, Old Jin fully grasped his own "Shennong Nine Styles" and was then swiftly expelled from the Virtual World.
Upon learning of Old Jin’s experience, An Yiqing’s eyelids twitched violently. She suddenly realized that she should genuinely be thankful to "Shennong Nine Styles" for treating her so well; after all, the Virtual Galaxy was merely somewhat boring and not dangerous at all. If she had to fight monsters day and night like Old Jin, she couldn’t imagine enduring such brutal, inhumane days.
With sympathy, An Yiqing glanced at Old Jin, then turned her gaze to Xiao Hei who was still deep in sleep.
More than thirty days had passed in the Ancient Space, and Xiao Hei still hadn’t awakened from the Virtual World.
"What on earth is going on? Why hasn’t Xiao Hei awakened yet?" An Yiqing, worried, looked at Xiao Hei and gently stroked its sleek black fur.
The pulse was normal, and there was plenty of vitality—it seemed healthier than ever, with not a single issue. But An Yiqing felt uneasy. Having slept for so many days, could Xiao Hei really be all right?
After sitting in the bamboo house waiting a few more days, just as An Yiqing could no longer stay put and was planning to forcibly pull Xiao Hei out of the Virtual World, Old Jin, who had been silently guarding Xiao Hei, suddenly exclaimed.
"Holy crap! Old Black has broken through!"
An Yiqing quickly looked towards Xiao Hei, only to see a faint white light emerging around it, gradually becoming more dazzling until Xiao Hei transformed into a brilliant orb of light, radiating blinding brightness.
An Yiqing and Old Jin tightly closed their eyes and raised their hands to shield themselves from the light.
When they opened their eyes again, they met Xiao Hei’s gaze as he had just awoken.
"Xiao Hei, how are you? Is everything fine? Why did you sleep for so long? What happened?" An Yiqing hurried forward and embraced Xiao Hei.
"Yeah, Old Black, if you hadn’t woken up, the master and I were planning to stew you for soup," Old Black sneered teasingly with bared teeth.
Xiao Hei first looked confusedly at An Yiqing and Old Jin for a while, then slowly cleared his thoughts.