Looking at the two ancestors in front of him, one as cold as an ice sculpture and the other as excited as a husky that had just destroyed the house, Zhang Shaozhong touched his wallet, which was even cleaner than his face, and a wave of grief and indignation surged into his heart.

"Two big shots!"

His voice was trembling with tears.

"Please, have some mercy and take a look at our financial situation, is that alright?"

If we keep eating like this, forget about helping you regain your strength and find your way home; the three of us will be starving next week!

The stray cats downstairs that Grandpa Wang feeds are better fed than we are!

Upon hearing this, Ling Qingxue frowned almost imperceptibly, as if the phrase "to starve" was too vulgar, but she was not unaware of her current predicament.

She glanced at Ye Meier, who was still savoring the spicy hot pot, and said coldly:

"Is ordinary money really this difficult to obtain?"

Night Enchantress licked her lips, completely unconcerned:

"Tsk, what a hassle! If this were where we were, we'd just go to the market and rob... uh, I mean 'take' some spirit stones, wouldn't that be enough? In your lousy place, the spiritual energy is as thin as pot rind water, and it's hard to make money here."

"Ma'am! This is a society governed by law! Stealing will land you in jail!"

Zhang Shaozhong almost jumped up.

"We're all in this together now, can't we be realistic? The most urgent thing is to make money... oh no, I mean you guys need to get your abilities back as soon as possible!"

"You guys are more capable now. At least I don't have to worry about you getting kidnapped or ending up in the hospital, right? Maybe you can even find a way to make money?"

That hits the nail on the head.

The two women exchanged a glance, and an invisible burst of sparks crackled through the air.

Ling Qingxue spoke first, her tone cold:

“That makes sense. To travel far, one must first have the right tools. Although you are dull-witted and of ordinary nature, since you have a contractual connection with me, you may try to draw qi into your body. Even if the spiritual energy in this world is depleted, if you can sense even a little bit of it, you can strengthen your body and prolong your life.”

Translate this to mean: You're really bad at this, but there's nothing we can do but practice a little bit, it's like trying anything at all.

Ye Meier immediately scoffed:

"Come on, stop pretending to be high-minded! With so little spiritual energy, how long will it take to absorb it all? Kid, don't listen to her! Our path of the demonic path... uh, our path of the holy sect is more suitable for now! First, stimulate your own blood and qi, and tap into your potential!"

With more strength, I can run faster and take more hits! If all else fails, I can earn some extra money for food by carrying bags at the docks!

Goodness, they've even figured out their career path.

Zhang Shaozhong: "..." Thank you so much!

But in any case, the two big shots finally agreed to give him some direct "guidance".

Although this guidance sounds so unreliable, doesn't it?

"Then...which one should I learn first?"

Zhang Shaozhong asked cautiously, as if he were lighting two bombs that could both explode.

"Nature senses spiritual energy first!"

Ling Qingxue's tone left no room for argument.

"We must first strengthen our qi and blood!" Ye Meier refused to back down.

Seeing that the eye contact was about to escalate, Zhang Shaozhong quickly raised his hand:

"Stop! Line up! Be civilized and set a good example! The fairy was here first, so learn from her! Witch... wait a moment, big sister!"

Ye Meier snorted, plopped back down on the bed, and crossed her legs:

"Fine, let's see what you can learn with your clumsy skills."

Ling Qingxue nodded slightly, seemingly acknowledging the common custom of "first come, first served".

She directed Zhang Shaozhong to clear away the clutter on the sofa and have him sit cross-legged.

"Close your eyes, concentrate, calm your mind, and eliminate all thoughts."

Ling Qingxue's voice seemed to carry a hint of coldness, attempting to dispel the heat in the room.

"Try to empty your mind, stop thinking and devoid of thought, and use a clear mind to sense the subtle currents around you. Although the world is barren, it is not absolutely dead; there are always wisps of spiritual energy remaining..."

Zhang Shaozhong did as instructed, trying to close his eyes and clear his mind... and then his mind started racing:

Rent, utilities, takeout bills, the appetites of the two elders, the faces of the city management officers, Ling Qingxue's pretty but freezing face, Ye Meier's alluring but gluttonous face...

"With a chaotic mind, how can one sense anything?"

Ling Qingxue's voice was like an icicle piercing through me.

Zhang Shaozhong was startled and quickly put his mind at ease.

But the more he tried to "not think about it," the more agitated he became.

Inside the room, Ye Meier idly played with her hair, humming an off-key tune, while the sound of traffic outside the window continued incessantly.

Spiritual energy? More like air currents!

He felt like an idiot, staring blankly at the air.

Just when he was about to give up, suddenly, the place where the contract mark was on his chest felt slightly warm.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely subtle feeling emerged!

It seemed as if there really was a tiny, extremely thin, cool "thing" in the air, finer than dust, drifting around almost imperceptibly.

"Um... I think... I'm starting to feel something?"

Zhang Shaozhong spoke uncertainly.

"It's cool, but very little, you can barely feel it."

A faint hint of surprise flashed in Ling Qingxue's eyes:

"Oh? It can actually sense things? Though it's as insignificant as dust, it's still quite rare in this world."

It seems that the contract and that day... have indeed changed your constitution. Try to guide them, integrate them into your body, and guide them along your meridians..."

She began by teaching a very basic mantra to guide the flow of Reiki, mainly along several main meridians, emphasizing gentleness, stability, and balance.

Zhang Shaozhong tried hard to capture those cool, refreshing scents and attempted to guide them according to the incantation.

The process was very difficult. The "spiritual energy" was completely disobedient. It took a lot of effort to pull it away by a single thread, and it slowly followed the route she indicated.

But even this little bit made him feel a bit clearer-headed, like a very faint cool breeze blowing in the sweltering summer.

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