Simultaneously, they travel through time, starting from the God Ranking.

Chapter 38 Excuses

Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit Seven Heroes World

"Ah-xiu?"

When Sally, the proprietress of the Golden Whip Creek Inn, finished practicing her swordplay and looked back, she saw that Fang Xiu, the owner, had already fallen asleep on the table.

"Honestly, if you're tired, why don't you go back to your room?"

Sheathing the imitation Purple Cloud Sword in her hand, Sally took three quick steps and sat down next to the sleeping Fang Xiu. Her steps were light and silent.

Although she was only seventeen, Sally was exceptionally talented. She had already mastered the Purple Cloud Sword Technique to perfection, and her internal strength had reached the top tier in the martial arts world.

Seeing Fang Xiu still frowning in his sleep, Sally couldn't help but reach out and smooth his brow. She knew Fang Xiu was worried about her, but as the Purple Cloud Sword Master among the Seven Swords, it was her mission to stop the Demonic Sect. She had known this since the first time she practiced swordsmanship.

"La la la~, Miss! Young Master! I'm back!"

Just as Sally was quietly admiring the sleeping face, the voice of the maid Xiaohong came from outside the door. Now there were only three people left in the inn, and the important task of fetching water from the river every day had been entrusted to her.

Hearing Xiao Hong's shouting, Sally quickly withdrew her hand. This brat is getting more and more outrageous. Why is she shouting like that? What if she wakes Fang Xiu up?

Thinking of this, Sally walked towards the door; she was going to teach this brat a lesson.

"Ouch! Miss, why did you hit me?"

……

When Fang Xiu woke up, he felt as if he had been in another world. Was everything that had happened just a dream?

No! The complex memories in my mind are so clear; they are the experiences of many worlds and places.

Moreover, although his appearance remained unchanged, the internal strength that had increased many times over and the immense power that could be felt simply by clenching his fist were both real and undeniable.

I've become stronger! And much stronger, even though the differences between the worlds have offset the flaws in the inheritance of many abilities, making them weaker, the flaws don't detract from the overall strength.

"Come on, eat more of this." Fang Xiu prepared a large table of dishes for dinner. Although Fang Xiu's martial arts skills were second-rate in this life, his cooking skills were highly praised. However, he rarely cooks now.

Looking at the overflowing food in her bowl, Sally felt a little strange. Not only because Fang Xiu had done this before, but also because of the strange look in his eyes. Was it pity? Sorrow? Or something else? Sally wasn't sure, but she had a good habit of asking questions when she didn't understand.

Is there something on my face?

Upon hearing Sally's question, Fang Xiu put down his chopsticks and pondered how to talk to Sally.

He directly stated that he was actually a time traveler, and that he had many different versions of himself who had traveled to other worlds. Now, his memories had awakened, and his strength had greatly increased.

No, no!

If that were the case, given Fang Xiu's understanding of Sally, she would definitely think that he had gone astray in his practice and damaged his mind, and then she would take him to see a doctor.

If you can't tell the truth, then...

So Fang Xiu chose to omit the beginning and end of his explanation, which was the truth. He was telling the truth, but he omitted some things that shouldn't have been mentioned, such as other worlds.

"I've regained my memory."

But what was restored was not only childhood memories, but also memories from before the time travel.

"...therefore, our strength has greatly increased."

Actually, it's because of the Gray Mist Space. However, the fact that one's strength increases due to the recovery of memories sounds unbelievable, but there are precedents, it's just rare. If we talk about the Gray Mist Space, then we're going back to square one.

After hearing Fang Xiu's edited and revised version of the story, Sally's entire squirrel brain went blank. Fang Xiu's words sounded like a fantasy.

The story of childhood amnesia suddenly being restored and having greatly increased strength sounds like something out of a mystery. Sally had only ever heard such stories from storytellers.

Sally initially thought Fang Xiu was just joking to amuse her, but looking into his serious eyes, she realized that he was telling the truth, even if it sounded like a fantasy.

After a brief exchange, even when Sally used the Purple Cloud Sword Technique, she couldn't defeat Fang Xiu. It's worth noting that Fang Xiu was never this strong under normal circumstances.

Seeing the stark difference in strength between Fang Xiu and Sally, she couldn't help but believe it. Words can lie, but strength can't.

As the person who knows Fang Xiu best, how could Sally not understand Fang Xiu's strength? Fang Xiu is a first-rate cook, a second-rate internal strength and swordsmanship, and also knows some medical skills and other things. But now, after only a preliminary exchange, Sally can also determine that Fang Xiu's internal strength must be first-rate.

If Sally hadn't spent every day with Fang Xiu and been able to answer his questions fluently about some secrets, she would have even thought that Fang Xiu had been secretly switched with someone else.

From then on, Sally had no choice but to believe it, since there was no other possibility besides what Fang Xiu had said.

When the night was deep and quiet, Fang Xiu took out his sword and brandished it in his room.

Although Xiao Hong calls Fang Xiu her son-in-law and Sally acquiesces to this fact, the two have not yet held a wedding ceremony and are not officially husband and wife. They usually live in their own rooms.

Fang Xiu's room was very simple. Apart from some daily necessities, the room was probably filled with weapons. Although Fang Xiu was originally only second-rate in martial arts, he loved weapons. Sally knew Fang Xiu's hobby and would give him one from time to time. The weapons that Sally gave him were all sharp weapons, much better than ordinary weapons.

The sword Fang Xiu was holding was a precious sword that Sally had given him two months ago. Fang Xiu was simply a lover of weapons, and he was not limited to any particular type of weapon.

The precious sword was drawn, its blade gleaming coldly. Fang Xiu, holding the sword, revealed a knowing look on his face. Sure enough, for him now, this weapon was too light; it felt as if he held nothing at all.

Gripping the hilt, Fang Xiu pressed the blade against his arm and slashed without hesitation.

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As the blade rubbed against the skin, a distinct resistance was felt, like a dull knife cutting through cowhide, leaving only a few white marks without any hair falling off.

In terms of pure defense, even when Fang Xiu is completely relaxed, if he exerts force, this hard sword is no harder than mud to him.

Looking at the precious sword in his hand, Fang Xiu ultimately couldn't bear to put it to use and instead put it away carefully.

To guard against the Demonic Cult, Fang Xiu and his companions had already moved most of their belongings. Apart from the inn, there were only three living people left, waiting for the Seven Heroes to arrive, or perhaps, the Demonic Cult would arrive first.

Fang Xiu had received the message from the spirit pigeon some time ago. He didn't know if Sally's identity had been exposed this time as well, but he was prepared for it to be exposed. If it had been exposed, the Demonic Sect would definitely take action.

If Ma San Niang wants to infiltrate the Seven Swords, she must complete the substitution before Hong Mao and the others arrive, and time is running out.

With a flick of his wrist, a burst of energy extinguished the lamp. Fang Xiu sat cross-legged on the bed, circulating his energy to adjust to the increased power within him. If the Demonic Sect dared to come, he would make sure they never returned!