Stepping out of the room.
"Sis!"
Lin Zhao's eyes immediately landed on Murong Feiyue and Ning Yu, who were sitting on the sofa watching TV.
"You're awake?"
Murong Feiyue stood up and hugged Lin Zhao, vigorously ruffling his messy hair. She chuckled, "Brat, you're getting more and more energetic!"
"Hehehe..."
Lin Zhao scratched his head and greeted, "Sister Ning Yu!"
"Mmm."
Ning Yu nodded with a smile.
"Chen Xue and Shen Xingchen are online in the game. You're not going in this morning, are you?" Murong Feiyue asked.
"Yeah, not going in!"
Lin Zhao chuckled, "My sister is back, and my sister is the most important."
"Alright."
Murong Feiyue glanced at the Xihe-class single-soldier combat armor still on his arm. "Let's go to the training room. Your sister will personally inspect if Chen Xue has trained you into a qualified special forces operative."
"Let's go!"
Lin Zhao nodded, full of confidence. He often sparred with Chen Xue. From being constantly beaten, he could now hold his own, reaching a three-seven or even a four-six split, sometimes even managing to leave Chen Xue unable to retaliate.
The underground training room.
Murong Feiyue took off her jacket, revealing a form-fitting shirt. She gently clapped her elbows, and a Xihe-class combat armor instantly enveloped her entire body. Ning Yu, a few steps away, retreated to a relatively safe spectator area, but she also activated her Xihe-class armor as a precaution.
Lin Zhao took a deep breath. With a step, he activated his Xihe-class armor. A deep blue armor covered his entire body, even his head encased in a protective shield. His body then sank, assuming a textbook special forces combat stance, with slight modifications. This stance leaned slightly towards the stable fist posture of the Farmer's Nine Fist.
"Hm?"
Murong Feiyue's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she couldn't help but chuckle. What was this move? Flashy and over the top.
"Here it comes?" she reminded him.
"Bring it on!"
Lin Zhao focused his attention.
The next moment, Murong Feiyue unleashed her full speed. With a "boom," she erupted a burst of airflow from the ground and charged out. Her body tilted, tracing a Z-shaped trajectory. As they passed each other, she landed a fierce punch on Lin Zhao's back.
Too fast!
Lin Zhao's heart chilled. Fortunately, the Farmer's Nine Fist was steady. The instant Murong Feiyue's punch came, Lin Zhao spun and blocked with both arms. With a loud "boom," he slid back. His will commanded, and the reverse thrusters behind him activated. Accompanied by a strong sense of being pushed back, he surged forward, landing a heavy punch towards his cousin's face.
"Ah?"
Murong Feiyue couldn't help but laugh. This kid was interesting. His tactics were completely different from the military's. It had a feel of ancient martial arts combat, with clean and sharp movements, each blow aimed at a vital spot!
However, Murong Feiyue, seasoned in countless battles and with a modified body as a Shepherd, possessed reaction speeds far surpassing Lin Zhao's. She took a sudden step back, creating space. In that instant, she grabbed Lin Zhao's fist and slammed him to the ground, sending him sprawling.
"!!!"
Lin Zhao gritted his teeth. He instantly activated his balance system, and reverse energy erupted from his armor. With a gentle impact against the protective shield at the edge of the training ground, he surged forward, kicking out an aerial leg, with no hesitation.
Murong Feiyue chuckled lightly. She suddenly tilted her body, evading Lin Zhao's kick. She then activated her acceleration system and landed a heavy punch on Lin Zhao's back. This blow was solid. Lin Zhao tumbled again, crashing against the boundary shield. Enduring the pain, he quickly got up, "Again?"
"Mmm."
Murong Feiyue smiled slightly. With a gentle shake of her right hand, an electric arc sword, shimmering with brilliant light, appeared in her hand. This was the dedicated weapon for the Xihe-class armor, possessing extreme cutting power. Its drawback was its lethality; even Xihe-class armor couldn't completely withstand it. It was generally not used during training.
"Sis?" Lin Zhao frowned. "Are you trying to kill me?"
"Mmm."
Murong Feiyue's lips curled. "If your opponent also possesses a Xihe-class combat armor, can you guarantee he won't use lethal weapons? If not, you need to learn to use this weapon well. Besides, aren't you the number one ten-realm Sword Immortal on the national server in the game? Don't you know how to use a sword??"
"I do."
Lin Zhao smiled slightly. In fact, he had sparred with electric arc swords when practicing with Chen Xue, just not very often.
He gently shook his arm. Lin Zhao's palm formed a vague grip, and energy erupted from his armor, also condensing into a shimmering electric arc sword. This was a weapon that integrated a plasma form with an electromagnetic system upgrade, possessing immense destructive power, but it felt weightless in his hand.
"Here it comes!"
Murong Feiyue lunged forward, her electric arc sword cleaving downwards.
Lin Zhao had honed his swordsmanship not only in reality but also extensively in the game. In fact, he had some experience in direct sword duels. He shifted his weight slightly and gently parried, his electric arc sword clashing with hers. But the next moment, Murong Feiyue changed her move, her electric arc sword sweeping towards his flank.
Lin Zhao had anticipated this. He shifted his body sideways, parrying her electric arc sword with one stroke, and simultaneously delivered a heavy kick to his cousin's leg.
Brat, your attacks are both fast and fierce!
Murong Feiyue muttered inwardly. She spun her body and also delivered a kick. With a "boom," their kicks met. Lin Zhao stumbled back, but Murong Feiyue activated the temporary flight system of her Xihe-class armor. With a slight angle adjustment, she instantly appeared behind Lin Zhao, her electric arc sword sweeping across.
"Clang~~~"
Amidst the sound of metal striking metal, Murong Feiyue's electric arc sword fiercely swept across Lin Zhao's armor back, causing significant damage. The operation interface in front of Lin Zhao began to display armor damage warnings, requiring some time for repair and damage control.
"That's enough."
Murong Feiyue shook her arm and retracted her electric arc sword. "Overall, it's not bad. Pass!"
"Okay."
Lin Zhao also retracted his electric arc sword and then his entire Xihe-class armor, which condensed into a small piece of armor on his elbow, emitting a faint green glow and undergoing self-repair. As long as the damage wasn't severe, Xihe-class armor generally didn't require maintenance.
Murong Feiyue had actually held back with her sword strike earlier. Otherwise, it would have been close to moderate damage. With two more strikes, it would have been possible to cause severe damage or even scrap Lin Zhao's Xihe armor.
"Sis, my performance was actually below passing, wasn't it?"
Lin Zhao frowned. "I didn't even touch you, and my armor sustained light damage from being beaten."
Murong Feiyue smiled slightly, remaining silent.
"It's normal."
Ning Yu, however, said with a smile, "Your sister is a 'War God' level existence in the war zones. Very few people can actually inflict damage on her in real combat. You shouldn't be too hard on yourself."
"Oh, okay."
Lin Zhao nodded and chuckled, "Got it, got it."
"Let's go."
Murong Feiyue smiled. "Upstairs, let's rest for a bit. These few moves have already made you sweat profusely. Look how worn out you are!"
As she spoke, she cupped Lin Zhao's head in her arms, ruffling his hair. She lowered her voice, "Could it be that one of the girls from the studio has already captured your heart? That's why you're so worn out. Little Zhao, moderation is key!"
"No way!"
Lin Zhao looked embarrassed and broke free from Murong Feiyue's embrace. "Sis, I haven't touched any of them... As the leader of the Scarlet Moon Knights, I understand the importance of cherishing one's reputation. If I were to engage in indiscriminate romantic relationships within the guild, everyone would follow suit, and the entire guild would become chaotic."
"I know, you've made progress!" Murong Feiyue gave him a thumbs-up. "What about lunch? Is Wang Ju cooking?"
"No, the chef from Feiyue Transportation will deliver the food."
"Alright, then we'll wait for lunch."
Murong Feiyue said as she walked upstairs, "Ning Yu and I ordered game pods. They'll arrive this afternoon. We'll set them up in our rooms and won't disturb your youthful pursuits. I'll be going online in the afternoon. Give me an honorary guild leader title, and let them know what a returning king looks like."
"Sis."
Lin Zhao smiled, "I've checked the information. Over a hundred years ago, the Scarlet Moon Knights didn't reach the top spot on the national server either. There were many guilds stronger than the Scarlet Moon Knights. Bei Chen, Tang Men, Yin Hu, Zhu Long, Heroes' Hall – they all seemed slightly stronger than the Scarlet Moon Knights!"
"Alright, alright..."
Murong Feiyue waved her fist. "If you keep talking, your sister is going to get angry."
"Haha, I won't say anymore..."
...
At noon, several security personnel and a chef from Feiyue Transportation delivered lunch. Perhaps it was due to Chen Xue's instructions, but it was much more lavish than usual, with a table full of delicacies.
Everyone logged off and met downstairs.
"Sis."
Lin Zhao introduced them one by one: "This is Shen Xingchen, our Scarlet Moon Knights' strategist. This is Ding Chi, you've met him. This is Zhang Jun, my Brother Jun... This short-haired girl who looks quite pretty is Luo Man, and this one in the white dress is Lin Xueqiong, our studio's only hidden class, the Shepherd."
"We met her during breakfast." Murong Feiyue said.
Lin Zhao slapped his thigh. "You didn't say so earlier! You wasted so much of my saliva!"
He then chuckled, "Everyone, let me introduce my sister, Murong Feiyue. She is the true founder of our Scarlet Moon Knights. My sister's identity is quite special, so I won't introduce her further."
Murong Feiyue smiled, "Just call me Sister Feiyue."
Shen Xingchen smiled with dimples. "Yes, good noon, Sister Feiyue!"
Luo Man stepped forward, linked her arm with Murong Feiyue's, and said sweetly, "Sister Feiyue, my name is Luo Man. You can call me little sister-in-law!"
"Get lost!"
Lin Zhao threw a punch, intending to hit her. Luo Man covered her head and fled.
Mo Chenxue said softly, "Good noon, Sister Feiyue!"
"Mmm-hmm!"
Murong Feiyue greeted everyone one by one. Then, they began to eat, enjoying a hearty meal.
...
In the afternoon, two game pods were delivered to the villa. Lin Zhao, Ding Chi, and Zhang Jun helped install them quickly. Then, Murong Feiyue and Ning Yu went online in the game.
"Whoosh!"
A level 1 female mage with the ID "Feiyue" appeared in the新手村 (novice village). Although she wore plain cloth armor, it couldn't conceal her curvaceous figure and peerless beauty. She held a common wooden staff and looked at the game world a century later with a sense of novelty.
This was the fifth flagship game from Yue Heng Group, a sequel to "Tian Xing." It was a pity that fate played a trick, and the key was only truly unlocked a hundred years later, but it was still a legend.
For a moment, Murong Feiyue was filled with mixed emotions. Stepping out of the novice village and gazing at the world outside, she smiled, "Scarlet Moon Knights, your queen has returned!"
"Beautiful lady!"
A level 1 player walked over from a distance, holding a level 60 gold-grade longsword with no level restrictions. He said with a smile, "Want to team up and level up? If you become my woman in the future, you'll eat well and drink spicy every day!"