With the Black and White Impermanence still not back, Leng Yue had to find a solution on her own.
Hong Ling said she would come back to eat her, which means that Leng Yue can at least find Hong Ling. At least in this respect, Leng Yue has an absolute advantage over the others.
Now, Leng Yue has nothing but the Qiankun Fan. She can't command Ox-Head and Horse-Face, so she has to rely on herself for everything.
Since Hong Ling is a demon, Leng Yue decides to use the demon-suppressing talisman.
"Go to the mortal world and buy me some cinnabar and yellow paper. I need them urgently." Leng Yue couldn't go to the mortal world herself, so she could only send a minor underworld messenger.
The little underworld official was startled upon hearing this. "My lord, please think carefully. That cinnabar can exorcise demons, but it is also harmful to us."
Leng Yue nodded, "I know, but there's no other way for the time being, so we have to take a gamble."
Hearing Leng Yue's words, the little ghost messenger nodded and ran off. Not long after, he returned with a box of things.
"My lord, everything you asked for is here. Please use it carefully." Before Leng Yue could reply, the little underworld messenger quickly put down the box and ran away, as if something inside was about to bite him.
Leng Yue found it amusing. It's just cinnabar, what's there to be afraid of!
Leng Yue opened the box, intending to take out the yellow paper and cinnabar inside, but as if she had been electrocuted, she immediately released the contents.
The young underworld messenger stood at the door and called out, "Sir, I told you to be careful. How could you go and take it with your bare hands?" It turned out the young messenger hadn't gone far; he was waiting at the door. Seeing Leng Yue injured, he returned. "Are you alright?"
Leng Yue waved her hand, "Stay away, so you don't get hurt. I'm fine, you can wait outside!"
The little underworld messenger glanced at Leng Yue, saw her looking at the box with a solemn expression, and then went out again.
Leng Yue looked at her right hand. It was clearly a soul form, but it was faintly tinged with red. It looked like scalded flesh, but it hurt a hundred times more than if the flesh had been scalded, because it was the soul that was injured.
Leng Yue had heard people say before that cinnabar could ward off evil spirits and exorcise demons. At that time, she didn't really understand it, but she never expected that she would actually become a ghost. Only when she touched cinnabar again did she realize how powerful it was!
"Do you have any gloves?" Leng Yue called out to the door.
The little messenger ran in, "No, I'll go out and buy some right away."
"Never mind," Leng Yue refused. "I remember there should be some in the storeroom. Go and look for it."
Leng Jian had sent her a lot of things before, a whole bunch of random stuff, some useful and some not. Leng Yue used the useful things directly, and had the unused ones piled up in the storeroom. It was winter then, and Leng Yue thought there might be gloves among them.
Before the little underworld messenger returned, Leng Yue used the judge's pen to copy the demon-suppressing talisman from her memory onto a blank scroll, as a form of review. After all, it had been a long time since she'd used it, and Leng Yue really didn't know if she'd made any mistakes!
After writing a few pages, Leng Yue looked at them from left to right, feeling that something was missing. However, she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong. So she put down her pen and went to find a book to learn on the spot.
The judge's office contains a variety of books, all collected by past judges. Each judge had different preferences, and therefore collected different things. However, the number of books has only increased, indicating that every judge, regardless of their position, valued reading highly.
The bookshelves in the next room were filled with books of all kinds and categories, neatly arranged like in a library.
The books ranged in style from simple binding to hardcover, offering a wide variety of options. Leng Yue spotted a book about talisman drawing techniques on the "Taoist Methods" shelf.
Leng Yue gently took out a book titled "Complete Collection of Talismans" and began to carefully peruse it. On page 3, Leng Yue saw the Demon-Suppressing Talisman and began to copy it again.
"Well then, just in case, I'll draw some more lightning talismans. We have plenty here anyway. If I can't defeat her or subdue her, I'll just throw one out and blast her, then I'll take the opportunity to escape." Leng Yue thought to herself happily as she drew the talismans, "If I really use lightning talismans, I should be able to subdue Hong Ling, right? Then I can go out and have some fun again. Hahaha, I'm so clever!"
"Sir, the gloves are here." The little underworld official carefully handed over the gloves, noticing Leng Yue's eerie smile.
Leng Yue took the gloves. "Okay, thank you."
The little underworld messenger brought many pairs of gloves, and Leng Yue put on a slightly thinner pair. After putting them on, she went to get the yellow paper again.
"It really worked!" Leng Yue looked at the yellow paper she had taken out, smiling happily. Just as she was about to put the yellow paper down, Leng Yue noticed smoke coming from her gloves. "Wow, it's that powerful?"
Leng Yue quickly put down the yellow paper, then checked the gloves and found a large hole in them. "Luckily, I had plenty of gloves!"
As Leng Yue spoke, she changed into another pair of gloves to fetch the cinnabar. She went back and forth countless times, changing gloves each time, until she had prepared both the yellow paper and the cinnabar.
"No pen?" Leng Yue asked the little underworld messenger, noticing the box was empty. "Did you forget to buy one?"
“Sir, don’t you have a judge’s pen?” the little underworld official explained. “Knowing you have a pen, I didn’t buy one.”
"Oh, the Judge's Pen? Won't it break if it sees cinnabar?" Leng Yue asked uncertainly, holding up the Judge's Pen. She was fine, but she was afraid of breaking the Judge's Pen and then the Judge would come back to settle accounts with her.
“I know this little one, it won’t be bad,” the little underworld messenger replied with absolute certainty.
"How do you know? I'm afraid of cinnabar, but the Judge's Pen isn't?" Leng Yue didn't quite understand.
"The Judge's Pen is, after all, a magical artifact, and it can also slay demons and monsters, which is similar to cinnabar. Therefore, the Judge's Pen and cinnabar will only combine their strengths and won't break each other," the little underworld official said with a smile.
"I didn't realize you knew so much." Leng Yue gave the little underworld messenger an approving look. "Alright, I'll also try out what a powerful alliance looks like."
The little underworld official stepped aside to watch, but kept a great distance, afraid that the cinnabar would splash on him.
Leng Yue focused her mind and calmed herself, then gently dipped the judge's pen in cinnabar and began to write on the spread-out yellow paper. Perhaps due to the blessing effect of the judge's pen, Leng Yue's demon-suppressing talisman was completed in one go, and one could even feel a faint binding force on it.
Then Leng Yue wrote a thunder talisman, which contained a kind of awe-inspiring power belonging to nature. Seizing the opportunity, Leng Yue finished writing on all the yellow paper the little underworld official had bought.
After finishing the last talisman, Leng Yue withdrew her magic, took a deep breath, and looked at the talisman before her with immense pride. Leng Yue asked the little underworld messenger, "How was it? Not bad, right?"
The little underworld messenger stammered, "M-Sir, please...please put it away quickly, I can't...I can't take it anymore!"
Leng Yue realized that these talismans were specifically designed to counter evil spirits and were very powerful. Although the Little Yin Messenger was not an evil spirit, it had too much Yin energy and would also be affected.
Now that she knew the Judge's Pen was not afraid of these talismans, Leng Yue no longer needed to wear gloves and simply waved the Judge's Pen to collect the talismans into it.
Upon seeing this, the little underworld official breathed a sigh of relief; the previous power had been too great and had almost scared him to death.
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