He used his wisdom to help Ling Xue formulate tactics to fight against increasingly powerful zombies and mutant creatures. They not only need to face external enemies, but also resolve internal conflicts and conflicts to ensure the safety and stability of the base. In this process, the relationship between the two also undergoes subtle changes.

This unexpected success gave Zhou Xing and Ling Xue hope. They began to prepare for each live broadcast more carefully, not only improving the quality of the equipment, but also learning some basic marketing skills. Gradually, the popularity of the live broadcast room became higher and higher, and the order volume began to steadily increase. The two young people showed long-lost smiles on their faces. They knew that this was just the beginning and the road ahead was still long, but they were confident that they would go further.

Zhou Xing, as the chief disciple of Haoqing Sect, has always been the leader among his peers with his outstanding martial arts and profound internal skills. His name is like the first ray of sunshine in the morning light, illuminating the hope in the hearts of countless practitioners. However, even such a dazzling existence is inevitable to encounter unknown challenges.

During a routine experience of going out, Zhou Xing stepped into a dense forest that he had never stepped into. The forest was covered with mist, towering ancient trees, and birds and insects sang to form a natural symphony. He thought it was just a simple trial, but unexpectedly, in a seemingly ordinary valley, the sky suddenly changed color, and a strong dizziness hit him, causing him to lose consciousness.

When he woke up, Zhou Xing found himself in a bizarre world. The sky was divided by strange colors, and plants of different shapes grew on the ground, and an indescribable atmosphere filled the air. An inexplicable uneasiness surged in his heart, but more of the curiosity and desire for the unknown world.

Soon, a group of strange creatures appeared in his sight. They had human faces, but animal ears and tails, and their eyes were shining with light that did not belong to the human world. These creatures whispered around him in a language he could not understand. Although Zhou Xing's heart was full of doubts, he did not show fear. Instead, he straightened his back and prepared to meet all the challenges brought by this new world.

Zhou Xing's eyes wandered among the strange creatures, trying to find clues from their behavior. At this moment, a gust of wind blew, bringing a faint fragrance of flowers, followed by a figure, light and mysterious. It was a woman, her face was as delicate as a sculpture, her skin was pale as snow, her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes were flashing with the cold and deep light. She was wearing a long black dress, and the hem of the skirt swung gently with her steps, like a ghost in the night.

The woman is named Ling Xue. She is the Lord of the Nightmare Demon in this world, with a fearful power and supreme status. Her voice is like the ice in winter, cold and clear: "Who are you? Why did you appear in my territory?"

Zhou Xing took a deep breath and stabilized his mind. He knew that in this strange world, any careless action could lead to fatal consequences. He replied in a polite tone: "I am Zhou Xing, from another world. I don't know how to come here. If I disturb you, I apologize."

Ling Xue's eyes looked at Zhou Xing, as if evaluating his value and potential. After a moment, she said coldly: "Since you have come to my world, you must be prepared to face everything. Come with me, and I want to see if you are qualified to stay in this world."

Zhou Xing had no choice but to follow Ling Xue's footsteps and step into this new world full of unknowns and dangers. Although his heart was full of vigilance, there was also a hint of irresistible excitement. After all, as a warrior, facing the unknown challenges was exactly what he pursued. He did not know that this encounter would completely change his destiny.

With Ling Xue's guidance, Zhou Xing passed through a dark forest and finally arrived in front of an ancient and magnificent castle. The walls of the castle were covered with green vines, which seemed vicissitudes and mysterious. They walked through intricate corridors, and each step was accompanied by the echo of history. Finally, Ling Xue took Zhou Xing to a spacious room, with an ancient mirror in the center of the room, with a faint blue light on the mirror.

"This is a mirror of the soul, which can reflect the truth in a person's heart." Ling Xue's voice echoed in the empty room, "If you want to survive here, you must learn to control your heart."

Zhou Xing stared at the mirror, and he could feel a strange force emanating from it, as if it could touch the depths of his soul. He closed his eyes and began to try to feel his heart as Ling Xue's instructions. At first, his thoughts were like clouds and smoke blown away by the wind, elusive. But as time went by, he gradually felt an unprecedented calm and concentration.

At this moment, a powerful force emerged from his dantian and flowed all over his body along his meridians. Zhou Xing opened his eyes and saw a brand new self reflected in the mirror of the soul - a firm light flashed in his eyes, and a faint light surrounded his body. He felt his perceptions become extremely sharp, and every breath seemed to be in sync with the rhythm of this world.

Seeing this, Ling Xue raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was surprised by Zhou Xing's changes. She said lightly: "It seems that you are not a thing in the pool. Since that's the case, I will teach you some rules and power in this world. But remember, there is always responsibility behind the power."

Zhou Xing knew that this was a rare opportunity, so he nodded respectfully, expressing his willingness to accept Ling Xue's guidance. From this moment on, he was no longer a simple outsider, but an apprentice who was about to embark on the road to becoming a strong man in this world. All of this was just the beginning of his journey of destiny.

Under Ling Xue's guidance, Zhou Xing began to learn and adapt to this new world. He learned how to use the magic of this world and how to use the newly acquired power in battle. However, as the power grew, Zhou Xing's heart began to fluctuate. He began to miss his hometown, missing those familiar faces and warm memories. Whenever night fell, loneliness and confusion would surge into his heart like a tide.

After a late-night training, Zhou Xing sat alone on the roof of the castle, looking at the sky in another world. The stars were shining, but they could not illuminate the fog in his heart. A voice emerged in his heart: "Do I really belong here? Should I give up everything and return to my original world?" This question was like a sharp sword that pierced into his heart.

At this moment, Ling Xue quietly appeared beside him, with a hint of undetectable concern in her eyes. "What are you hesitating about?" she asked softly.

Zhou Xing turned his head and looked at Ling Xue, with a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes: "I don't know if I am really suitable for life here. I began to doubt whether my choice was correct."

Ling Xue was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Everyone has a land of his own in his heart, no matter where you are. Your hesitation is not because it is not suitable for you, but because you are afraid of losing yourself. A true warrior is not that he does not feel confused, but that he can find his own path in confusion."

Zhou Xing was deeply touched by Ling Xue's words. He realized that escaping was not the solution to the problem. He needed to face his heart bravely and find his own answer. So he took a deep breath, stood up, and said firmly to Ling Xue: "Thank you, Ling Xue. I understand, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will continue."

From that moment on, Zhou Xing's heart became stronger and clearer. He knew that his journey was far from over, but he was ready to face the challenges ahead. This night will become an important turning point in his growth path.

As time goes by, Zhou Xing's cultivation in another world is deepening, and his power is also growing. However, as his power increases, his existence in this world has also begun to attract the attention and fear of other forces. A struggle about power and status is quietly brewing.

One day at dusk, when Zhou Xing was practicing alone in the practice field, an envoy rushed over and brought a challenge book. It was a challenge from another powerful nightmare demon leader, Black Flame. The letter was full of provocation and disdain: "Zhou Xing, you, an outsider, have been arrogant in our world for too long. Now is the time to prove your strength. Three days later, I will wait for you in Black Flame Valley."

Zhou Xing took the challenge book and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that this battle was inevitable. Only through this battle can he truly prove his status and value in this world. He put the challenge book away and turned around and walked towards the palace where Ling Xue was.

After seeing Ling Xue, Zhou Xing did not hide it and directly handed her the challenge book. Ling Xue took the letter and her eyes were as sharp as an ice blade: "Are you ready?"

Zhou Xing nodded: "I am ready. No matter what the result is, I will not regret it."

Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing's firm eyes and finally showed a smile: "Then go and use your sword to prove your path. But remember, don't be blinded by anger and revenge."

In the days to come, Zhou Xing went into seclusion and practiced in seclusion, adjusted his state, and prepared to face the upcoming battle. He knew in his heart that this was not just a simple showdown, but also a test of his will and strength. He kept silently reciting in his heart: "No matter whether he wins or loses, he must keep his original intention."

The night before the decisive battle, Zhou Xing stood in front of the window, looking at the twinkling stars in the night sky, his heart full of anticipation and peace. He was ready to meet the challenge and just waited for the arrival of dawn. In the Heiyan Valley not far away, Heiyan was also waiting for the arrival of this battle, and the contest between the two was about to begin.

The first ray of sunshine at dawn penetrated the mist and shone on the ancient land of Black Flame Valley. Zhou Xing wore a blue robe, held a long sword in his hand, and walked firmly towards the agreed place. There was no fear in his eyes, only his infinite expectations for the future and his firm belief in victory.

Hei Yan had been waiting in the valley for a long time, and his figure looked particularly tall and gloomy under the rising sun. His eyes were as hot as fire, staring at Zhou Xing, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Are you ready? Outsiders."

Zhou Xing smiled slightly and responded, "I have been preparing for it all the time." After that, he waved the long sword in his hand gently, pointing the tip of the sword towards the sky, as if he was announcing his arrival to the whole world.

The battle broke out, and the two intertwined like two whirlwinds. The sword light and the magic light collided in the air to create dazzling sparks. Zhou Xing launched a fierce showdown with Black Flame with the power he learned in another world and the ability of his new awakening. Every attack was full of strength and determination, and each move condensed his understanding of the world and his own will.

Just as the battle entered a white-hot stage, Zhou Xing suddenly felt a wonderful resonance. An unprecedented connection was created between his mind and the elements of this world. He closed his eyes, felt this connection wholeheartedly, and then guided this power into his sword technique. When he opened his eyes again, his sword technique had undergone earth-shaking changes.

With a sword, the air seemed to condense into substance. A huge sword energy cut through the space and headed straight for Hei Yan. Hei Yan was forced to take a few steps away from defense, with an incredible expression on his face. Zhou Xing took advantage of the situation to pursue and launched several waves of fierce attacks in succession, eventually forcing Hei Yan into a desperate situation.

When the last blow was about to fall, Zhou Xing stopped and aimed the tip of the sword at Hei Yan's throat. His eyes were calm and firm: "Give up, this is not your real strength." Hei Yan gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Xing for a moment, and finally lowered his head: "I lost."

As the popularity of the live broadcast room gradually increased, the challenges faced by Zhou Xing and Ling Xue also followed one after another. The first is the logistics issue - Zhou Xing, who was new to the bustling streets, was both excited and confused. He knew that in order to gain a foothold in this land, he had to have enough wisdom and courage.

Zhou Xing began his hard work. At first, he worked as an apprentice in a small workshop, busy from morning to night, learning to make various handicrafts every day. His fingers were cut by sharp tools, but he never complained because he knew that this was the only way to success. Zhou Xing's diligence and intelligence were soon recognized by his master, and soon he began to try to design products by himself.

As time went by, Zhou Xing gradually accumulated a certain amount of wealth and connections. He had a unique vision and could always find demand and business opportunities in the market. By chance, he discovered a rare spice, which was very popular at the time, but due to its scarce output, it was expensive. Zhou Xing decided to take a risk. He used all his savings to buy a batch of spices, and then went to the Western Regions to find more sources of goods.

The journey was full of unknowns and dangers, but Zhou Xing finally successfully opened up a new trade route with his perseverance and witty strategy. When he returned to the capital with a convoy full of spices, his reputation also rose. This adventure not only brought him huge profits, but also won him the title of "Imperial Merchants".
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