My name is Qingxuan, the most ordinary disciple of Taixu Sect.
Until one day, I mistakenly entered Master's circle of friends on the spiritual network and saw a hidden record from twelve years ago:
"Qingxuan is dead. The third backup failed."
I went to check my account, and the page only responded with four words - the user does not exist.
From then on, the sect's alchemy furnace began to take off on its own, the NPC in the secret realm recognized me, users who had been missing for many years used Baiwu to leave me messages, and even the master secretly changed my identity permissions in the middle of the night.
I originally just wanted to repair the spiritual network.
Later I found out that it was me who the Spirit Network had been trying to repair.
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What an interesting setting. I'm just out of books. I'll keep reading for more.
What an interesting setting. I'm just out of books. I'll keep reading for more.