Chapter 29: Spiritual Energy Within Ancient Artifacts
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There was actually spiritual energy inside this antique?
Zhang Wenxuan rubbed his eyes, wondering whether he had seen correctly. He had never imagined that, besides certain superior jade stones, antiques could also contain spiritual energy.
He immediately walked over and examined the object carefully before lightly placing a hand upon it.
A thread of spiritual energy, roughly the thickness of a strand of hair, flowed out from within the antique. It traveled along his fingertip and entered his body, eventually being stored in his Niwan Palace.
It really was spiritual energy!
Zhang Wenxuan was both startled and delighted, yet at the same time, he was puzzled.
Why would this antique contain spiritual energy?
He carefully examined the information about it.
[Antique Jade Pendant]
[Ice-Type Jade]
[Tang Hong]
[Five...
“Sister-in-law, are you even being reasonable? Ziquan is already this old. Instead of disciplining him properly, you’re trying to shift the blame onto me. Why don’t you ask yourself why it was Ziquan who got into trouble, rather than some other child? If you insist on making a scene, then I’ll find somewhere today where we can discuss this properly.”
That was why, whenever he arrived somewhere, he could immediately sense the general location of the greatest danger. This gift gave him an overwhelming advantage whenever he went treasure hunting or entered an underground labyrinth.
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My mind raced. It seemed the only thing I could do now was erase her memory. I hurriedly straightened my school uniform and covered my chest, then used memory-erasing magic to wipe away what she had just seen. After that, I gently patted her cheek and woke her.
And it was not merely one string of fireballs. Countless streams of them came flying densely from every direction—above, below, left, and right—around Principal Nuomi. They filled the sky and swept beneath the earth. Let’s see what you can do, Principal Nuomi.
Left anterior shoulder blade: one old injury, covering an area of five by five centimeters, probably caused by impact in a car accident. It has not yet fully healed.
Could they be returning to their mysterious island? They would report the discovery of the gold mine here to their people. In any case, their two hall masters were already dead; they could say whatever they pleased.
Teacher Hu was not to be outdone. She arched her brows, smoothed her long hair, turned around, and vanished from the second-floor balcony.
Once outside, Jiang Zhongfang spoke somewhat uneasily.
“Eldest Brother…”
Although the title belonged to Jiang Changyang himself, at that moment he felt as though he had failed Jiang Changyang and taken something precious from him.
However, ever since then, those who had come to Xiangyang out of admiration, hoping to search once more for traces of that battle, had never managed to fulfill their wish. They could not find the so-called Certain Tea House anywhere in Xiangyang City—and that was because, not long before, Certain Tea House had been renamed the One Xiao Tea House.
A white background with blood-red letters—why did it feel so violent? Fortunately, there were also a few gentler ones:
“No profession is noble or lowly; honest labor is never contemptible!”
Another was phrased more amicably:
“Mr. Dou, may we have a conversation?”
In truth, no large-scale loss of life had occurred within the Origin World. According to Ye Feng’s investigation, the Divine Court did not seem to have taken any major action either. At the very least, it had not affected the Origin World.
There was one thing he still regretted, however. Master Yizhen had spent thirty years of cultivation and half a year of painstaking work creating the formation known as “Godbinder,” only for it to be left unused.
“You are remarkable to have blocked one of my strikes.”
The voice of Immortal Lord Annihilation drifted down from the heavens. His figure could not be seen, nor could the source of his voice be located. Only the Annihilation Sword hung suspended in the sky.
“I have lost hope.”
Jiang Dongyu placed another piece. The chessboard resembled a killing formation, its momentum fierce and overwhelming. The black pieces were clearly falling into defeat, yet the old gentleman remained utterly calm.
He looked around once more. It was his room, with its familiar furnishings. Nothing strange seemed to have been added. Only a tangled heap of quilts lay on the floor, as though someone had hurriedly left and callously tossed them aside.
“Senior, I come from the Cloudbillow Continent. I was transported here by accident.”
After hesitating for a moment, Leng Yan decided to tell the truth. He disliked lying.
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“There’s no problem. I can tell you everything you want to know. To be fair, I actually support King Ksitigarbha more. The waters of the Chinese cultivation world run too deep. If a real war breaks out, the ones who will ultimately be destroyed are certainly us in Fengdu.”
King of the Five Senses had made a shocking statement.
After all, their identities were different now. In front of outsiders, the two naturally could no longer behave as intimately as before. Yet Jin Biao did not disappoint Ye Feng. He still summoned a grand throne carriage and invited Ye Feng to sit inside with him. Carried by more than a dozen wild boar warriors, they flew majestically toward the mountain city.
“I’m not drinking anymore. I have something to do!”
Li Yanyang had never been indecisive. His current frustration left him utterly at a loss, and the person who had tied the bell had to be the one to untie it. He needed to demand an explanation.
If not for his regard for Mu Qiu’s family, Leng Yan would have wanted to finish off Xiao He. How dare Xiao He mock his wife-lord?
“I just won’t. So what?”
Zixin crossed her arms over her chest and shrugged, looking every inch the defiant rascal daring anyone to challenge her.
“Ah, benefactor, that isn’t right. You’ll incur Heaven’s punishment.”
Tang San shrugged as he spoke.
“Come if you like. Why bring a gift?”
That was what Madam Gao said aloud, but inwardly she was delighted.
Yang Rong had clearly not expected things to turn out this way. When she saw Zixin lying on the ground motionless and utterly silent, panic seized her.
Naturally, if Zhen Yuanzi had known that his two beloved disciples had been injured and that their survival was uncertain, he would never have shown so many scruples.
The old gatekeeper woman knew that Madam Zao had met with trouble. Hearing Qing Bai’s questions, she told him everything without reservation, recounting which maidservant she had searched for and exactly how she had gone about it. She was afraid of losing the easy position she had finally managed to obtain.
Over the following days, Linlin worked hard at memorizing and studied diligently. Whenever Dige returned and gave her a surprise test, Linlin performed quite well. Gradually, Dige’s heart was no longer so tightly wound.
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