Keyboard Immortal

Despite knowing this wasn't the real White Jade Sect, the sight of the familiar square still made Yan Xuehen nervous. “What are you doing?”

“I knew Sect Master Yan wouldn’t allow me to do it in the White Jade Sect, so I could only construct another one.” Zu An gleefully toured the area with her in his arms. “Does it look similar?”

Similar? It’s identical! Yan Xuehen thought to herself. She was awed by his ability to remember the details despite having only been there once.

But recalling his purpose for recreating this scene made her embarrassed and angry. He's the god of this world now, yet he’s using his powers for such nonsense!

“Don’t do it here. It feels weird.” Yan Xuehen’s fair skin was now so red that it looked as if blood would ooze out of it.

“Is it because there are no disciples here? That isn’t a problem.” Zu An waved his hand, conjuring figures wearing the White Jade Sect’s uniforms and carrying the White Jade Sect’s swords.

Yan Xuehen was stunned. She felt as if she had really returned to the White Jade Sect, especially when two nearby disciples noticed her and walked over to greet her.

“Paying respects to Sect Master Yan.”

Yan Xuehen was so embarrassed that she hurriedly buried her head in Zu An’s arms, not daring to reply. If there were a hole in the ground, she would have leaped into it without any hesitation.

She knew that these figures were fake, evident from their spiritless eyes, but Zu An’s ability to reconstruct the White Jade Sect and its disciples was still ridiculous. The thought of the usually stoic Sect Master Yan being carried into the White Jade Sect’s most sacred hall and bullied in front of its disciples made her tremble nonstop.

“Are they not real enough for you? Unfortunately, I can’t construct real humans yet. Why don’t I take you back to the White Jade Sect? We should be able to get there in the blink of an eye,” Zu An whispered to her.

“No!” Yan Xuehen exclaimed. She would die of shame if she returned to the White Jade Sect in her current state.