"Hey! Open the door!"
"No, no! I won't open it!"
"Huh?" Wen Jingge scratched her hair, wiped the dew off her forehead, and looked quite annoyed.
In fantasy dramas, powerful figures always appear riding on clouds, exuding an ethereal aura, as if gods or Buddhas have descended to earth, lofty and aloof.
However, after experiencing flying on a sword at night, Wen Jingge had a headache and wanted to scratch her head. The dew was heavy at night, and not only was she cold, but her hair was also wet.
"Please, have some decency and stop disgusting me!" Wen Jingge used a fire spell to dry herself off. "You're at most a spirit in a stone, or at most, you're of the same element as Sun Wukong. You can't possibly be a rabbit in disguise, and I'm certainly not some gray wolf."
"I won't come out! You've already let me go!"
The Green Sand Beast was still weak. This man was dangerous. Even though it was missing an arm, it was still desperately digging the hole with its three claws.
It's good at digging tunnels, so we need to get out of the mountain quickly before the men come in.
"Oh. You know who I am, so why don't you come out?" Wen Jingge sneered, picking up a twig from the ground. "I've been going to the library whenever I have time lately. I'm getting old, and my memory isn't what it used to be. There's a lot I need to learn."
Her voice was gentle, like a mother murmuring to lull her child to sleep by the crib; her pronunciation was clear and warm.
"You know what, I actually discovered something interesting."
Wen Jingge seemed to be just chatting idly, even idly scribbling on the sealed cave entrance with a twig. "I wonder if you've ever heard of the phrase 'Heavenly Net'? Tell me, how can there be such a simple and unadorned name in this world?"
Suddenly, a thought struck her: "What...what do you want to do?"
"Shh!" Wen Jingge held her breath. "I'm even less willing to go out of character than you are, believe me."
"I...I'll come out! Please let me go!"
"Why should I?"
The rocks blocking the cave loosened slightly. Wen Jingge jumped a little further away, took off the ring Ai Fengling had given her, reinforced the barrier, and then threw it into the drawn array. "What I want is more than you think!"
Wen Jingge stood outside the barrier, pulled her hood up, and said to the "non-existent" figure in her mind, "Do you know why I came back?"
【Why?】Intuition tells me that it "does not exist" and that it is related to Qiao Yu, who has already been sent to the outer mountains.
"I'm jealous." She pursed her lips. "How can there be such a big difference between people? They can have an epiphany just by watching me fight without any moves."
"Non-existent" remained silent, ultimately refusing to mention that the former "Wen Jingge" had also used her talent to infuriate her rival, Shan Hongxing.
[And then?] As a qualified system, it is supposed to help the host relieve emotions, "Non-existent" thought to itself.
"I want to fight."
【That's an array! It's a talisman! It's a ritual artifact!】 "Doesn't exist" correction: what sword cultivator uses magic in a fight?
Wen Jingge looked innocent and said, "It would be great if we could win."
[...]
"The effect wasn't that good. I forgot the last step and just made some random changes based on some inspiration."
The "non-existent" entity panicked even more, and as it turned out, its panic was not unfounded.
Despite Wen Jingge's thoughtful arrangement of several layers of barriers around the area, the unnamed hill still suffered an unprecedented disaster.
In the early hours of the morning, a huge mushroom cloud appeared in the gray sky and lingered for a long time.
The sky was once again painted with an unusual orange hue, as if welcoming the return of the rising sun in advance.
The air was thick with the pungent smell of saltpeter and sulfur. The green grass and forest within a ten-mile radius quickly turned gray. Birds and beasts in the forest turned into piles of charred flesh without even a cry. The small mountain was split in two, and the gray shell of the Qingsha Beast was baked red, glowing with a crimson light, its body lying between the two hillsides.
Wen Jingge was fine. She was standing far away, and after being thrown into the air by the blast wave, she quickly found a pool of water to dive into.
Unfortunately, the pool water evaporated due to the heat, and she ended up passively experiencing a sauna.
Right now, Wen Jingge is the only living thing left on this destroyed hill.
"Master! Did I go too far?!" she exclaimed in surprise. "I just made a few minor changes, when is this mushroom cloud going to dissipate?! I'm supposed to be just a sword cultivator!"
Seeing that "Doesn't Exist" ignored her, Wen Jingge became even more smug. "Sure enough, if you're unhappy about something, a fight will make it all better. I'm much happier now."
She jumped off her sword, walked to the Azure Sand Beast, and frowned. "It started with an earth-toned skin, and now it's a lava burst skin. It's so cool!"
"None" was frustrated; it didn't want to hear any of Wen Jinge's tacky remarks.
"I...I was wrong." The Azure Sand Beast opened its mouth, spitting out ball after ball of fire as it spoke.
"You advanced?" Wen Jingge was exasperated. It turned out that she had been busy all night, working for someone else.
"Yes." The Azure Sand Beast blinked.
Its crippled arm grew back, deformed, only half the thickness of its right hand. Its gouged eye also returned to normal, though now it was blue.
Wen Jingge stared for a while, then said fiercely, "How does it feel?"
Just as the Green Sand Beast was about to tell the truth, he heard Wen Jingge ask him, "Do you know the Seventy-Two Transformations?"
It looked at its body with a troubled expression. Some of the rocks were still crackling with fire, and it didn't yet have the ability to fully control its body: "Not now. I... I'll only shrink!"
"Then let's change it!"
The Azure Sand Beast looked aggrieved, but under Wen Jinge's pressure, it shrank to the size of a palm: "Immortal Venerable, is it... is it going to take me as a spirit pet?"
"Which pet is as ugly as you?"
Green Sand Beast: ...
"So, so they just came back to cause trouble for me?"
"Form a bond!" Wen Jingge forced out a drop of essence blood, gestured with his fingers in the air, and directly implanted the runes into the brain of the Azure Sand Beast.
The Green Sand Beast rolled on the ground in pain, but inside it was happy, and it said shyly, "No, you still took me in, didn't you?"
Wen Jingge rolled her eyes at it, looking at the desolate scenery around her. She seemed to understand why only the North Bamboo Forest on Wanzhang Peak was lush and green, while the surrounding area was desolate and bleak. She guessed that it was blown up by "Wen Jingge" with an array.
"Your clan asks passersby for the most precious things because you want to absorb their greed and lust to aid your own cultivation!"
"Oh? Yes."
“You’ve been in the Xuan Yun Sect since you were a child, and you’ve lived off the Xuan Yun Sect. So you say that the sect is full of hypocrites because you’ve absorbed too much resentment.”
"right."
"How many years has it been?"
"Not many, more than two hundred years."
"Where did you get this?" Wen Jingge stuffed it into her storage bag. "How much do you know about the Divination Tool?"
"I was carried away in a bag. After I woke up, I heard a lot of things and realized that I was in the Xuan Yun Sect."
"Continue." With such a commotion, many people in the sect have woken up. Wen Jingge tightened her robe and, just to be safe, cast an invisibility talisman on herself. She changed from flying on her sword to traveling at full speed. "Tell me as much as you know about the fortune teller."
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