That evening, after having dinner with Zhong Jingyi, Xiao Yanbao, and the others, Xiang Yibai mysteriously led Xiao Yanbao to his guest room.
"Why can't I sense any spiritual energy from you? How can you use your magic weapon without spiritual energy?"
Xiang Yibai had lived on Longhu Mountain since childhood and had basically never left the mountain. She was also pampered on the mountain, so she didn't have many tricks up her sleeve. Fortunately, Xiao Yanbao was similar to her and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the other party asking her that question.
Xiao Yanbao himself was also puzzled. Although he had been practicing the cultivation technique that Jiang Li had passed down to him, he had not experienced any reaction. He could not feel the cultivation sensation they were talking about at all, and he was still not clear about what spiritual power was.
However, during this period of time, Xiao Yanbao felt that he was indeed gradually becoming stronger, and the spells he released after each spellcasting became more and more powerful.
"I don't know either. Do all of you sisters need to constantly cultivate?"
Xiang Yibai looked at the bewildered Xiao Yanbao with some envy. He vaguely remembered that his biggest dream when he was a child was not to cultivate, and the thing he feared most since childhood was cultivation.
It seemed that every time he was beaten by his father, it was because he was lazy and didn't cultivate. It wasn't until the idea of cultivation was completely ingrained in his bones that his father stopped scolding him.
"Sigh, you really are a chosen one. You can use magic weapons without cultivating, and such high-end magic weapons at that. My spear is already considered a top magic weapon on the mountain, but it can only change size. How many different shapes can your bracelet take?"
So far, Xiang Yibai already knows that Xiao Yanbao's bracelet can transform into a whip made of vines. If it can only switch between these two forms, this magical artifact is actually not much different from his own spear, and should also belong to the same level of magical artifact.
However, if there are other changes, then only the mountain-suppressing magic weapon in his father's hands can surpass this bracelet in the entire Longhu Mountain. After all, that magic weapon can transform into eight completely different magic weapons, and each of them has the power to split mountains and shatter the earth in his father's hands.
When Xiao Yanbao heard Xiang Yibai's question, he stretched out his fingers and started counting them one by one.
"I've transformed into a whip, a longsword... and a shield!"
As soon as Xiao Yanbao mentioned three, Xiang Yibai's expression became quite interesting. She even wanted to ask Xiao Yanbao about her teacher.
However, Xiang Yibai felt that asking such a question would be a bit too abrupt. After thinking it over, Xiang Yibai suddenly moved closer to Xiao Yanbao, his face full of smiles.
"You are so lucky to have such a powerful magic weapon at such a young age. Unlike me, you have no idea how poor Longhu Mountain is. I can't even afford to eat meat when I want to."
At this point, Xiang Yibai glanced at Xiao Yanbao's face with a guilty look. After all, this was the first time she had used such tricks, and she was also secretly cursing her father.
His father often told him to be more shrewd and to think that being shrewd was a good thing. However, this time Xiang Yibai was not happy at all. What's so good about being shrewd? It's exhausting!
Xiang Yibai's thoughts raced in less than a second, and he spoke again:
"If it weren't for the fact that my sister can now earn some pocket money by telling fortunes and doing feng shui for people, she wouldn't be able to buy her usual clothes!"
Hearing Xiang Yibai's words, Xiao Yanbao felt as if she was seeing her past self again. Could it be that Sister Yibai was also suffering so much while guarding her parents in Longhu Mountain?
Seeing the change in Xiao Yanbao's expression, Xiang Yibai was immediately delighted. Xiao Yanbao reached out her little hand and quietly grasped Xiang Yibai's palm, then spoke very earnestly:
"Sister Yibai, you will definitely become very rich in the future!"
After Xiao Yanbao finished speaking, Xiang Yibai nodded very seriously and said:
"Then I'll take your kind words with a grain of salt!"
Xiang Yibai had no idea how prosperous his future fortune would be, that even the entire Longhu Mountain would be unable to contain his wealth.
Xiang Yibai paused for a moment, then silently took out his blue spear and first played with the miniature version of the spear in his hand.
The spear danced in Xiang Yibai's hands, moving like a spirited little bird, even leaving behind glittering trails in the air.
"Sister's magic artifact is so beautiful!"
Indeed, Xiang Yibai's spear was very large and beautiful, with irregularly scattered silver specks of light on its azure blue shaft.
Xiang Yibai looked at the spear in his hand and sighed softly. A few seconds later, his gaze fell on the black bracelet on Xiao Yanbao's wrist.
"This is the only magical artifact that can be sold in the entire Longhu Mountain, and it's far inferior to Yan Bao's magical artifact!"
When Xiao Yanbao saw Xiang Yibai looking at the bracelet on her wrist, she immediately took the bracelet off.
"Isn't Longhu Mountain the most famous Taoist mountain? How could it be like this..."
Xiao Yanbao originally wanted to say "poor," but felt a little embarrassed. He kept thinking about how to say it, but found that he couldn't find any words to replace the word "poor."
Xiang Yibai leaned back on the sofa with a carefree attitude and said with a smile:
"It's alright. To put it nicely, we people from Longhu Mountain live on the wind and dew and cultivate our integrity. To put it bluntly, we're poor!"
Xiao Yanbao glanced at Xiang Yibai somewhat embarrassedly, and only felt relieved when she saw that he didn't seem to be in any bad mood.
However, Xiao Yanbao didn't know how to respond to the other person's words, so she could only hold her bracelet and play with it back and forth.
A few seconds later, seeing that Xiao Yanbao wasn't responding to his words, Xiang Yibai scratched his head in frustration. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and suddenly spoke:
"Yanbao, did your sect give you this incredibly powerful magic weapon?"
Xiang Yibai assumed that Li Muhao and Xiao Yanbao were both genius disciples of a powerful sect, otherwise why would they both be carrying magical artifacts? Although the brush artifact in Li Muhao's hand was not of high grade, it had an extremely orthodox aura of the underworld.
It seems that Li Muhao's magical artifact has a great deterrent effect on ghosts that linger in the human world.
Xiao Yanbao didn't quite understand what Xiang Yibai was saying. Was she interested in her bracelet? And what was her sect? Jiang Li could be considered her sect, right?
"This was left to me by my mother. My sect didn't give me any magical artifacts, but they did give me a lot of magical inheritance."
Upon hearing Xiao Yanbao's words, Xiang Yibai's gaze flickered back and forth between Xiao Yanbao. He hadn't expected that Xiao Yanbao was even more pitiful than himself. Although she didn't need to cultivate, she still had to constantly practice magic. It would be much easier to cultivate!
However, Xiang Yibai did not know that Xiao Yanbao did not need to practice magic at all. If he knew that Xiao Yanbao could use magic without cultivating spiritual power or practicing spells, and that it was extremely powerful.
I wonder what Xiang Yibai's feelings are?
End of this chapter
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