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The Days I Transmigrated into "Mo Dao Zu Shi": Part Two
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After bidding farewell to Song Lan and the others, I followed Wei Wuxian to the town of Yiling. Once I retrieved Little Apple, which I had left there, I officially set off on the journey to Gusu.
Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi led the way ahead, while Wei Wuxian leisurely rode his mount. Hanguang Jun walked beside him, holding the reins, and I quietly walked on the other side.
To be honest, I felt out of place and the atmosphere was incredibly awkward.
This was truly unbearable... Just a few steps out of Wailing Hill, I already felt an urgent desire to turn back.
Oh, Daoist Master, is it too late to regret now?
"Xiao Hua, can I ask you a question?" Wei Wuxian suddenly spoke up, perhaps feeling bored from the silence.
"Sure?" I looked up at him in confusion.
He smiled and pointed at the Fenghua that I was carrying on my back.
"I've always been curious about that wooden staff... What is it for? Why do you carry it with you all the time? Is it for self-defense?"
I glanced at Fenghua in response to his question.
"Well... I suppose it's my magical tool?" That would be how they described it.
"A magical tool? So it's not just an ordinary wooden staff?" Wei Wuxian raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Can it exorcise evil spirits? Or does it have some special function?"
"I'm the one responsible for exorcism; it only serves as an auxiliary tool," I explained.
"Really not a weapon? I've never seen a staff used as a magical tool before," he laughed heartily. "Can I take a look at it?"
I stared at him in silence.
...Are you really asking me to surrender without any reason?
After a moment, I mustered my courage and reached out my hand toward him.
"Shall we exchange?" I gestured toward the Appeal at his waist.
He seemed taken aback by my response, but then burst into laughter.
"Sure! What's the problem?" Without hesitation, he boldly drew out the Appeal and handed it to me.
Now it was my turn to be stunned.
Wait a minute, shouldn't you at least hesitate a bit, big guy? This is the legendary ghost flute Appeal! Can it really be borrowed so easily?
"What's wrong? Is there an issue?" He tilted his head in confusion as he looked at me.
"...No." Since the person involved didn't see any problem, then I suppose there was none.
I let out a small sigh and exchanged my Fenghua with him.
He examined the Fenghua with a serious expression, while I quietly looked down at the Appeal in my hands—there was no point in trying to play it secretly, right?
Bored, I attempted to probe the flute with my senses when suddenly, some information surged into my mind—
Wait! This is...
Though I knew that all things have spirits, especially the possessions of those who cultivate, which are more prone to be infused with spiritual energy, I never expected perception could be used in this way.
...Is this a reward from the system?
I focused intently on the scenes unfolding in my mind—this should be the memory of Appeal, right? It traced back through every detail of Wei Wuxian's recent life (most of which involved showing affection with Lan Wangji), all the way back to Guanyin Temple, where Wei Wuxian received something from Jiang Cheng to deal with Chi Feng Zun, and then the days when it was kept away by Jiang Cheng...
"Xiao Hua!"
Hearing my name called, I jolted back to reality, the images in my mind abruptly cutting off.
Ahhhh! I was just about to see something important! Why interrupt me now?!
"I called you several times. Why were you so engrossed? It's just a flute," Wei Wuxian said, looking at me in confusion.
"No, it's nothing." This secret absolutely must not be revealed! I rubbed my temples and then turned to him. "Are you done? Do you want to switch back?" What a pity...
"Yeah." He smiled as he handed Fenghua back to me, and I reluctantly returned Appeal.
"By the way, does your magical artifact recognize its master? It seems like it doesn't respond when I touch it," he asked.
"No..." I recalled that only equipment above level five would bind to a master, but Fenghua was only level three. "Maybe it's because of how you're using it?" Although I hadn't paid attention to how he used it just now, it could also be that our spiritual energy systems are different, which is why it wouldn't work for him.
"Oh?" Wei Wuxian tilted his head and smiled. "Then can I see you demonstrate?"
"Demonstration?" I was taken aback. Demonstrate what?
"After all, I've never seen anyone use a wooden staff as a magical tool. I'm really curious about how it works... It shouldn't just be for hitting people, right?" He clasped his hands together with a grin and said, "Please, little flower, could you let me see it in action?"
Unable to resist, I shot him a mischievous smile. "So, should I use you as a demonstration?" If it's for hitting someone, I'd be more than happy to!
"Huh? No way! Are you really going to hit someone?" Wei Wuxian was momentarily stunned, then chuckled and pointed to two figures ahead. "Look, there are two perfect targets over there. Feel free to choose."
"What? Senior Wei, are you joking? Don't just casually throw people under the bus!" Upon hearing this, Lan Jingyi immediately turned back to protest.
Lan Wangji shot him a puzzled glance, while Wei Wuxian laughed dismissively. "Come on, it's not like I'm asking you to stand there and take a beating; you can dodge!"
"...Sorry, I was just joking." I interrupted his laughter with a sigh. "As I mentioned earlier, Fenghua isn't meant for attacking; it's for support." After all, I just needed to brush it off lightly.
I pondered for a moment, then glanced aside and lifted Fenghua, using it to summon a small pebble from the roadside into my hand with a gentle gust of wind. "So... something like this."
Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi, who had been secretly watching from the front, were left speechless.
"What kind of sorcery is this? I've never seen anything like it..." Lan Jingyi murmured in disbelief.
"Hey! You can actually manipulate objects out of thin air?" Wei Wuxian looked at the stone in my hand with great interest. "This is surprising; I've never seen a magical tool that could do this. What do you think, Lan Zhan?"
"I have not seen anything like it." Lan Wangji replied coolly, but his gaze was fixed on me with an intensity that made my skin crawl.
Big Brother Lan, I have no intention of trying to seduce your partner! Besides, he started the conversation with me first. Can you please stop looking at me like that? The pressure is overwhelming!
"Then, is this wooden staff also a gift from your master?" Wei Wuxian suddenly asked.
"No..." I hesitated for a moment before admitting, "Fenghua is something I forged myself."
"You forged it?" He widened his eyes in surprise.
"Yes, I did." I nodded earnestly.
"Wait, can a magical artifact really be forged so easily? You make it sound like it's as simple as molding clay... I, as the old ancestor, have forged the Yin Tiger Talisman before, and it wasn't that easy!" Wei Wuxian looked at me with an expression of disbelief.
"Of course it's not easy." I couldn't help but lament, "Back when I was forging Fenghua, I nearly lost my life!" Although it was purely an accident.
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Wei Wuxian looked even more puzzled. "Really? While the process of forging magical artifacts is indeed difficult, is it really that dangerous? Isn't it just a matter of failing the forging?"
"Maybe our understanding and methods of crafting items are different?" I tilted my head and regarded him calmly.
"Well... that could be possible. After all, everything from another world is unknown to us, and it's not surprising that there are discrepancies in our understanding..." He stroked his chin and pondered for a moment. "So, is forging your own artifacts a necessary part of your training? Otherwise, why would you put yourself in such danger? Didn't your master give you a sword or other magical artifact for protection when you went out?"
"We don't use swords. When I went out, my master only gave me a steamed bun, a bamboo tube of water, and Five Wen Coins." Unfortunately, this beginner's package from the system did not include any weapons. "As for magical artifacts, my master said that one must rely on their own strength to forge them to improve compatibility; they would be easier to use that way. So he only taught me the method of forging and said to figure it out on my own if needed."
Wei Wuxian stared at me in shock.
"...Is this your group's code of conduct? That's rather harsh and strange! By this standard, if every cultivator had to forge their own immortal sword, wouldn't everyone need to be a craftsman?" After a moment, he sympathetically patted my shoulder. "What can I say... in any case, you've really had a hard time."
Well, thank you for your comfort. I shot him a silent glance.
"By the way, you were staring so intently at Appeal just now. Did you see something?" Wei Wuxian suddenly asked.
"...No, I was just daydreaming," I replied calmly.
"Oh, is that so? I see..." He chuckled lightly, twirling Appeal between his fingers, sitting on the donkey with his head tilted, lost in thought.
As the topic came to a halt, I casually gazed ahead and continued to follow them on the road.
However, my mind couldn't help but drift back to the scene I had just witnessed—
Heh, I unexpectedly saw Jiang Cheng! Although it was just a memory.
Yet, not being able to see more was truly disappointing!
So it turns out that perception can be used to explore an object's Residual Thought... Uh, wait, no, this is going to make me feel like a voyeur!
Although I didn't see anything inappropriate or stimulating just now, this really isn't right!
It seems I must exercise some self-restraint...
I quietly raised my hand to wipe my face, trying hard to banish those unwanted thoughts from my mind.
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