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The result... is that there really are no problems at all...
In the Netherworld Chamber, I looked in disbelief at the circle of corpses surrounding me.
...Is this really how it ends?
Wait, are you sure these are Xiong Shi? Did these guys even show the ferocity they were supposed to have? Compared to those on Wailing Hill, they seem incredibly tame!
Am I really that strong, or are they just too weak?
By the way, I instinctively used my area skill, the Blade of Purification, for the first time just now and wiped them all out in one go, instead of just taking down one at a time like before... So, have I really gotten stronger?
Did I just wake up to find this skill upgraded on its own?!
If this scene had happened on Wailing Hill, I would definitely have turned to A Qing with a smug grin and said, "A Qing, look how impressive I am!"
But now... I couldn't help but cover my face with my hand.
Damn it, who can I boast to now? Who can I show off to?
Forget you, Mo Fei Law; why didn’t you act up when it was time to?!
As for the few onlookers, aside from Lan Wangji's calm demeanor, Lan Qiren and two other elders from my clan stared wide-eyed in astonishment.
"...What just happened?"
"Without any talismans or swordplay, what kind of artifact did she use? Why didn't we even see a shadow?"
You certainly didn't notice the existence of the talisman, after all, Fenghua was forgotten in the room after I finished my bath and changed clothes, and I didn't even bring it along!
“...Wangji?” Lan Qiren asked softly.
“In response to Uncle, according to Wei Ying, the method Ms. Wei uses to exorcise seems to rely on her own spiritual energy to cleanse the resentment from the corpse,” Lan Wangji replied calmly.
“No need for talismans, just her own spiritual energy can cleanse the resentment?” Lan Qiren frowned in confusion. “But her level of spiritual power doesn’t seem as strong as you say…”
I was actually curious about this point as well.
After all, not only did those who came to Wailing Hill criticize my low spiritual power and poor skills, but even Song Lan had always doubted my abilities, which is why he often worried excessively.
However, I felt that I wasn’t as bad as they claimed… Well, I should say that I believed I was at least “not too bad.”
So I completely couldn't understand their standards of judgment. Is spiritual power something that can be seen through at a glance? But I couldn’t discern anything at all!
It was truly perplexing…
“Perhaps it’s because Ms. Wei’s method of cultivation is different from ours, which results in a different potential and capacity for spiritual energy,” Lan Wangji said.
The two elders exchanged a meaningful glance at me before turning to whisper together with Lan Qiren.
After bowing respectfully to Lan Qiren, Lan Wangji walked towards me.
“Ms. Wei, let’s go.”
As I stepped out of the dim Netherworld Chamber, I squinted against the bright sunlight, raising my hand to shield my eyes from its glare.
Lan Wangji, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped and turned back. "Ms. Wei?"
After a moment to adjust, I closed my eyes and shook my head, then took a step forward to catch up. "I'm fine."
However, Lan Wangji remained where he was, his brow slightly furrowed as he looked at me.
"You were too reckless just now."
His tone carried a hint of exasperation that was almost identical to Song Lan's, causing me to pause in surprise and then chuckle softly.
"Yes, sorry about that." In situations like this, it was best to admit fault first. "I did get a bit carried away."
Lan Wangji wore an expression that suggested he wanted to say something more but ultimately sighed instead.
"Let's go." He turned gracefully and continued on his way.
"Hanguang Jun," I called out calmly to stop him. "Could you please take me somewhere first?" I pressed on with my request.
He paused slightly but did not turn around. "There's no rush; I will take you to see someone first."
See someone? Who? Though I was filled with questions, I could only obediently follow him.
Following Lan Wangji's footsteps, we arrived in front of a quiet house. Under the eaves, two figures—one sitting and one standing—were engaged in conversation. Upon seeing us approach, the one in black who was slouched awkwardly immediately stood up to greet us.
"Lan Zhan, you finally returned." Wei Wuxian called out cheerfully to Lan Wangji before turning his attention to me. "Little Flower, thank goodness you’re awake! You nearly scared me to death! If you hadn’t woken up soon, I would have considered rushing over to Wailing Hill to fetch Song Zichen!"
"Eh?!" Hearing this, I couldn't help but sulk. "If I had known, I wouldn't have woken up... I could have waited until you brought him here before waking up! Although, even if you brought Master Song, it probably wouldn't help much; it would only add to his troubles."
"Look at what you're saying!" Wei Wuxian mercilessly tapped my head. "By the way, what's going on with you? How could you sleep for so long? I remember Master Song saying it should be no more than three days!"
"Ouch!" I covered the spot where he hit me in pain. "I thought it would be no more than three days too..." This time, I really miscalculated.
"Did something go wrong?" Wei Wuxian asked with concern.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Wei, was it... was it my fault?" Another person suddenly spoke up apologetically.
Only then did I take a closer look at the person beside me. This face... it felt both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar... Ah!
"Ghost General?" It's Wen Ning!
Looking at him now, having regained his appearance along with his timid and fearful personality, calling him "Ghost General" didn't seem quite fitting anymore.
"Hehe, how about it? The newly groomed Wen Ning looks much better, right? After all, he never took care of himself before and always ended up looking so dirty. If it weren't for the need to meet Elder Lan and explain everything, he wouldn't have bothered to clean up!" Wei Wuxian said proudly but then added with a hint of helplessness, "Sigh, although he's temporarily staying here now, you finally helped him regain his appearance. It feels like a waste to have him continue hiding and living in secrecy after going out. But there's no reason for him to stay in Cloud Recesses forever. I'm really worried about how to arrange for him..."
I couldn't help but stare at the clean and tidy Wen Ning in front of me: despite his tall stature, he had a delicate appearance and an endearing expression... That charming contrast was truly the adorable Wen Ning come to life!
The difference from how he looked before was just too great!
I silently raised my hand to cover my eyes.
Wait, wait! This isn't the time to be swooning!
Damn it! Not secretly doing something during the bonding process to make him mine was truly a disservice to myself!
Wei Wuxian, who was still mumbling to himself, suddenly broke into a teasing smile when he saw my actions. "Pfft! Little Flower, what’s going on? Have you been dazzled by Wen Ning?"
"Young Master Wei, please don’t make fun of me..." Wen Ning couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. If it weren’t for the fact that there was no blood flowing through his body, he would probably have turned as red as a cooked shrimp by now.
"No, Ms. Wei seems to be feeling unwell since just now..." Lan Wangji said with a slight frown, grabbing my hand to check my pulse.
"I'm fine, Hanguang Jun, really. There's no need to worry," I quickly replied, trying to regain my composure.
"Are you really okay?" Wei Wuxian put away his playful demeanor and replaced it with a worried expression. "It must be that something went wrong during the contract."
"No," I said, rubbing my temples with my other hand. "I was just a bit careless at that time..."
Looking back now, the main issue seemed to stem from the "Contract Dissolution."
After all, the Contract Order on Wen Ning was placed by Wei Wuxian himself. How could such a significant Contract Order from the renowned Yiling Patriarch be easily dissolved? It must have consumed more Spiritual Power than expected, and I hadn’t realized this at the time. That’s why I overlooked checking the Spiritual Power consumption after dissolving the contract.
Moreover, Song Lan's only major injury was a severed tongue; in contrast, Wen Ning had endured numerous battles alongside Wei Wuxian after becoming a Ghost General. Just considering the battle at Guanyin Temple alone, he had broken several limbs and reattached them himself multiple times. Plus, there was that punch from Chi Feng Zun that pierced through his chest. Afterward, Wei Wuxian merely found some materials to patch him up haphazardly—his method of repair was even more casual than with Phosphorite. Given all this, calling Wen Ning a ragged doll wouldn’t be an exaggeration; he had purely relied on his resilient corpse to endure pain and injuries. Naturally, the Spiritual Power consumed by using restoration techniques would be considerable.
So, it wasn’t without reason that my Spiritual Power had been completely drained.
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