Who burned the house down?

The eldest brother, who was tending the fire nearby, looked at the docile-looking raccoon in disbelief.

"It's alright, I'm just glad you're okay."

Shang Yanting picked her up and gently stroked her back.

In that instant, he felt as if he had figured it out—the system was the only thing he cared about, and as long as it was safe and by his side, he was content, regardless of any feelings involved.

Jia Xitong howled in his arms for a while.

Despite being extremely heartbroken, the puppet's complete lack of normal physiological response gave her the illusion that she was faking her tears.

"I didn't act."

She explained weakly.

"I know."

Shang Yanting said softly, "I'm sorry."

He shouldn't have left it here alone.

The senior brother, standing to the side... well, how should I put it... seeing his junior brother being so intimate with his magical beast, actually felt completely superfluous?

It seems like all the warmth and comfort belongs to them.

"Cough cough."

The eldest disciple coughed twice, and seeing that they weren't looking at him, he awkwardly touched his nose.

Never mind, he should just leave.

##

Only the two of them remained in the room.

"I found a talisman earlier."

Jia Xitong took out the crumpled and incomplete talisman and then recounted in detail how she restored it and accidentally summoned a giant thunderbolt.

Shang Yanting: "Then you blew up the house."

"It was burned."

The lightning only split the roof open; it was ultimately destroyed by fire.

Jia Xitong corrected herself, and then became depressed again.

Shang Yanting felt the little beast in his arms bury its head again, and then he comforted it again, "A house can be rebuilt if it's gone, it's good that you're alright."

##

Because of the fire, Shang Yanting, who originally lived in a remote area, had to move in with his fellow disciples.

Originally, it was only a short walk for everyone to walk between each other, but now it's much better. You can visit each other in just a few steps, and at night you can even hear the snores of the senior brother and the giant rock rhinoceros.

Of course, it's not all bad.

Jia Xitong keenly noticed that Shang Yanting had returned to his normal self.

The next day, Wanbaoge brought the prepared talismans, ink, and a large number of daily necessities up the mountain.

A total of 281 talismans and 7 qian of ink.

Once the paper and ink were obtained, the raccoon disappeared without a trace.

In order to help Shang Yanting recover as soon as possible, she began to specialize in this kind of talisman.

Over three days, she drew hundreds of ordinary incantation talismans, practicing until she could memorize them by heart, before daring to switch to Linglong Lotus Ink and Lingxu Grass Paper.

When a hardcore gamer gets really into it, even the male lead can't find her.

Until she destroyed 183 talismans, spiritual energy suddenly began to flow rapidly, and her soul actively absorbed the spiritual energy in Shang Yanting's sea of ​​consciousness.

This feeling...

Shang Yanting closed his eyes and began to meditate, transmitting his spiritual energy to her with perfect understanding without any prior communication.

The 184th one, a top-quality Zhu You talisman made in one go!

The moment Jia Xitong finished drawing the incantation talisman, she felt her spiritual energy surge!

As the saying goes, one should strike while the iron is hot, but the momentum will wane with each attempt and eventually be exhausted.

She didn't dare stop and continued what she was doing.

The 223rd and second top-grade incantation talisman is complete!

The 269th and third top-grade incantation talisman is complete!

Of the 281 Zhuyou talismans in total, she successfully crafted three top-grade Zhuyou talismans, which is an extremely high success rate.

Jia Xitong emerged from that mysterious state and opened her eyes to find herself already at the late stage of the Talisman Realm!

Three talismans were placed in front of me, and the system's voice sounded in my ear again.

[Hello, you currently owe 9722 basic talismans. An advanced blessing talisman can offset 100 basic talismans. Would you like to return them?]

Of course not.

Jia Xitong took out the exquisite incantation talisman she had drawn; the patterns on the talisman shimmered with golden light.

"Are you done?"

Shang Yanting stared blankly ahead, but he knew everything Jia Xitong was doing just by listening to the noise.

"Okay, host, wait a minute!"

As explained in the talismans, the effect of using a talisman with rootless water is even more pronounced.

However, they had always taken the easy way out and just chewed on the spot, so only the best Zhuyou talismans were qualified to have a sense of ritual.

Jia Xitong stirred the ashes from the burnt talisman in the water, then gestured for Shang Yanting to pick it up and drink it.

This doesn't taste good.

The smell of burnt paper instantly filled my mouth, and large clumps of ash even stuck to my throat. After drinking it, a warm current spread from my stomach to my limbs, and my internal energy began to surge erratically, gradually rising to my brain.

Shang Yanting quickly closed his eyes and sat down to meditate. The chaotic spiritual energy was gathering in his eyes, and the warm and painful sensations gradually intensified.

"Host, dear?"

Jia Xitong sat on the table, staring at him nervously.

At this moment, he was enveloped in spiritual power, and within the pure white spiritual power, there were even a few strands of blood-red true energy mixed in.

Shang Yanting focused all his attention on what was in front of him.

He saw a long, dark tunnel, which was initially pitch black, gradually turning blood red, then bursting forth with multicolored light, and finally becoming pure white.

"Host, dear?"

A familiar voice called out in my ear, but a person appeared in front of me.

The person I saw from the city wall of Shangmou!

She was well-behaved and innocent.

Her eyes sparkled.

She was extremely beautiful; her diamond-shaped lips opened and closed as if beckoning someone to come forward and take them…

Her voice was exactly the same as the system's.

Shang Yanting stared intently at her, his inexplicable fluttering and suppressed emotions surging like a turbulent sea.

The illusion vanished as the light faded.

Shang Yanting's eyes regained their sight. The raccoon was squatting on the table, looking at him worriedly. "You're finally awake! Are your eyes better yet?!"

The same sound.

Unknown form.

Can the system transform into a human?

Could it be that it was originally a human?

Once such a thought takes hold, it becomes impossible to stop the daydreaming. Emotions that were deliberately forgotten and suppressed are completely unleashed because of a mere illusion.

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Jia Xitong looked at Shang Yanting, whose gaze was still blank, and was a little worried. Had he not yet come to his senses?

She stood up and waved her front paws in front of him.

No response at all!

"Dear host, can you see me?"

"……able."

He hesitated a bit when he said he could!

"Honey, look what I'm doing right now!"

She put her paws on the ground and tried to stand up on her hind legs, wanting to test a handstand. Then the raccoon did a somersault and rolled right off the table.

Shang Yanting quickly reached out and caught her. "Are you an idiot?"

I've already said he can see it now.

"Dear host, I'm the one who healed your eyes."

Jia Xitong lay in his palm, squirming wildly, "Watch your mouth when you talk!"

With each movement, dust pattered down from her thick, long fur. Ever since Shang Yanting went blind, the raccoon hadn't been properly cleaned!

He paused for a moment, then slowly stood up.