"Didn't that guy Bu Lige mention something about the World Tree?"
Though a trace of doubt flickered in Luo Chuan's heart, his expression remained impassive. He gave a casual nod. "Yes."
Bu Shiyi's eyes sparkled as she gazed at the small potted plant. "It looks so beautiful! I'd love to put something like this in my room…"
Luo Chuan watched her dreamy expression and could already guess what was going through her mind.
After a brief pause, he decided not to tell her the truth—that this seemingly ordinary potted plant was actually the World Tree.
And as if playing along, the World Tree kept up its act, perfectly still and silent… pretending to be just another decorative plant.
"Boss, where's the weapon sales space you mentioned?" Bu Shiyi asked, snapping out of her admiration for the plant.
She glanced around the Origin Mall but didn't see anything resembling a weapon shop.
Luo Chuan pointed toward a glowing portal-like sigil etched on the wall. "Right there. It leads to the weapon sales space. It's fairly simple—pretty much like what's in the virtual world."
"Oh, I see." Bu Shiyi nodded thoughtfully.
She wasn't the least bit surprised that the entrance was disguised as a wall pattern. Origin Mall was full of such wonders, and at this point, she was more or less used to them.
Like her brother Bu Lige, the moment Bu Shiyi stepped into the weapon sales space, she was taken aback by how vast it was.
How did the boss even make a space like this?
For a moment, Luo Chuan's image in her mind became even more towering and mysterious.
Swords were indeed special weapons.
They were widespread and widely revered, favored by countless cultivators for their elegance and power.
Naturally, Bu Shiyi also chose a sword—Qiushui(Leafveil).
Its entire body shimmered with a cold, elegant sheen, exuding a composed and noble aura.
Unlike her brother Bu Lige's sword Chixiao(Crimson Sky), which carried a fierce and domineering air, Qiushui was more aloof and proud—an icy blade that reflected her temperament.
Yes, Bu Lige could be unreliable and silly at times, but no one could deny that he had a strong will.
Maybe… just maybe, their weapons reflected their hearts.
Qiushui was priced around nine thousand spirit crystals—a genuine heavenly spirit weapon.
Fortunately, Bu Shiyi had brought enough spirit crystals. Being in the Soul Dominion realm, she was more than capable of wielding it.
And since all weapons sold at Origin Mall were configured for instant attunement, Qiushui became hers the moment she grasped it.
Naturally, she was eager to test it.
Still, something about the weapon space puzzled her.
That large, dark-blue crystalline crater not far away—what was it?
Surely the boss wouldn't create something like that without purpose.
It must have some deeper significance, she speculated, letting her imagination run wild.
If only she knew that Luo Chuan had made it while testing a phantom energy weapon—she'd probably be speechless.
After experimenting with the weapon, Bu Shiyi followed the same routine as her brother.
She explored the game, sampled the merchandise, and of course—stocked up on her favorites: cola, spicy noodles, and instant noodles.
Just as she was waiting for the instant noodles to cook, Jiang Shengjun arrived right on cue.
"Shiyi," he greeted her with a warm smile. "I had a feeling you'd be here."
"Mm." Bu Shiyi nodded politely, her tone neither warm nor cold.
Jiang Shengjun's smile didn't waver. He had matured over the past few months.
Gone was the impulsive young man from before.