Chapter 002 Reunion after 50 Years (Revised)
Heavy curtains blocked out the dim light, preventing it from leaking out.
The low sound of the broadcast, the clattering of footsteps, and the low voices of the women intertwined to create a sleep-inducing white noise.
An old man with a kind face sat in a rocking chair by the window and softly answered Ji Weihang's question on how to deal with the ghost.
It was the poster, Granny Ying, the owner of this house.
“…It is impossible for you to deal with Yougui.
“Humans can survive until now because of the restrictions of the rules, but the rules cannot help humans kill the ghosts.
"There is no other way to make the ghost disappear except to perish due to the dissipation of one's own obsession, or to be swallowed and assimilated by other ghosts.
"They are a combination of consciousness and obsession. They are unkillable and invincible. Humans cannot attack them, but they can attack humans who violate the rules."
After speaking a long string of words in one breath, Ying Po Po stopped to drink water.
Another old man who was sitting at the dining table and listening to the radio took over the conversation, looked at Fu Xuan, and said, "Just like the 'night road ghost' that the child just encountered downstairs, she will follow everyone who walks at night."
The old man lowered his voice and threatened, "If you leave the light, she will stick to your back, tear off your skin and eat it."
As experienced monks, Ji Weihang and Fu Xuan would not be frightened so easily, but they both gave him face.
Fu Xuan, who was listening to their conversation while tapping his slippers, stopped and showed a surprised look at the right time: "Is it so scary?"
Ji Weihang also raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "How scary."
The scary Granny Wen said with a smile: "That's right." Granny Wen is a good friend who lives with the poster, Granny Ying. She looks serious, but she has a lively personality.
Finally, he got bored walking, so Fu Xuan found a place to sit down and asked, "Mother-in-law, how many ghosts are there in Donghe City?"
She was still wary of the host, but after confirming Ji Weihang's identity, she relaxed a little. She was also polite to the mothers-in-law who took them in.
"How can I count them all?" After drinking some water and taking a rest, Grandma Ying took over the lead of the conversation from Grandma Wen.
“The city has six first-level areas, 23 second-level areas, and 16 third-level areas.”
"It is confirmed that each level one area has a king-level ghost, and the number of obsession-level ghosts is estimated to be at least 300. I am not sure about the other small ghosts."
"Is there no emperor level?" Ji Weihang asked.
Hearing her question, Granny Ying uttered a short syllable that sounded like shock and mockery, and waved her hand and said, "There are no more than ten emperors in the entire world now, so how can there be any in Donghe City?"
Fu Xuan calculated secretly.
There are 257 players, and each of them needs to get 10 contribution points, which means at least 2,570 points are needed.
Six king-level creatures give thirty contribution points, and three hundred obsession-level creatures give three hundred contribution points. Without an emperor-level creature, there will be less contribution points that can be allocated to the top combat power...
The maximum contribution is no more than 400...it's not enough to share among so many people.
There are a maximum of forty people who can pass the level, and that's only the top fighters, like Sister Weihang, who don't kill too many ghosts.
"If you want to know the exact numbers, just go to the Rules Compilation Bureau. They have the relevant information," Granny Wen said. "Generally, if someone wants to see it, they won't refuse to give it to them."
Granny Ying took a sip of water and said, "You guys take a rest for the night and go early tomorrow morning. Most ghosts prefer to act at night, which is unsafe, and the Rules and Regulations Bureau doesn't work at night."
Ji Weihang held Granny Ying's hand on the armrest of the rocking chair and said sincerely, "Thank you, Grannies. If we hadn't met you, we wouldn't know what to do in this unfamiliar place."
When Ji Weihang entered the game, he happened to appear on the rooftop of this building.
She walked down the stairs and happened to meet Grandma Ying who had heard the noise and went out to check what happened.
Everyone here knew that a visitor from another world would suddenly arrive. They would expose her identity as soon as they saw her, welcome her according to common sense, and explain the rules of this world.
She would be right if she wasn't a monk.
Fu Xuan pondered secretly, fifty years ago, Sister Weihang had already reached the Nascent Soul stage, so after fifty years, how could she... achieve the state of leaving the body?
Out-of-body experience at the age of 68? Fu Xuan swallowed silently, not daring to think about it.
In response to the young man's active approach, Grandma Ying smiled with curved eyes and gently touched Ji Weihang's hand.
"You look about the same age as my granddaughter. When I see you, I think of her.
"These are just small things we do, we just hope that there will be someone to help her when she is out."
Ji Weihang smiled and replied, "Yes, I will."
Fu Xuan, who was sitting at the side, sighed to himself: Sister Weihang is still so popular with the elderly. My grandma also liked her very much before...
Thinking of this, her eyes dimmed slightly.
"Well, this concludes tonight's evening report. I wish you all a sweet dream." said the soft female voice on the radio.
Granny Wen turned off the radio, placed it on a low table, and stood up to remind Granny Ying: "It's time for us to go to bed. We, old bones, can only survive to this day with a regular schedule."
Granny Ying, who had been talking to Ji Weihang non-stop, patted Weihang's hand reluctantly, pointed to a door opposite the living room, and said:
"I have already made the bed for the guest room. You two girls know each other, so you can sleep together."
Ji Weihang nodded and asked, "Mother-in-law, can I use your stove for a while? I want to cook something."
Fu Xuan, who was doing nothing, was looking at his exposed toes. Upon hearing this, he paused in twisting his toes.
It's not that easy for a monk to get hungry.
She is not hungry, so how could her sister be hungry?
"Are you hungry? I'll cook something for you." Granny Ying walked towards the kitchen. "You probably aren't used to our stove."
Wei Hang did not refuse. Instead, he followed Granny Ying, helping her and chatting with her, which made Granny Ying laugh so much that she became even nicer to him.
Fu Xuan could only sigh that she was worthy of being his sister.
Granny Wen sat back at the dining table and waited for Granny Ying. She looked at Fu Xuan and said, "Child, you don't like to talk."
Fu Xuan slowly sat up straight, not knowing what to say, so he just responded casually.
"It's not easy for you either," Granny Wen said to herself, "coming to a strange world, all alone and without help. People like you who have friends and abilities are still lucky. I've seen an ordinary person being eaten by a ghost as soon as he landed."
This seemed to scare her, but it also seemed not to. There was no deliberately scary tone as before, it was straightforward, and it was hard to tell what Granny Wen was feeling. Fu Xuan frowned secretly, and she didn't respond as she was already alert, and subconsciously looked towards the kitchen.
Noticing her gaze, Ji Weihang looked over with a soothing look in his eyes.
The thorns on Fu Xuan's body slowly disappeared.
"Would you like some candy?" Granny Wen seemed not to notice Fu Xuan's cold and alert reaction, or maybe she noticed it but didn't care. She grabbed a handful of candy from the fruit plate and handed it over.
How could she eat something that came from some weird place and was given to her by some weird mother-in-law?
Although they were getting along peacefully, it didn't mean she trusted him. She just trusted her sister.
Fu Xuan was about to refuse, but Ji Weihang took the lead and raised his voice slightly and said, "Xiao Xuan, it's better not to eat sweets at night, and the noodles are almost ready."
Fu Xuan knew that Ji Weihang was helping her to attract hatred, and if anything happened, he would not come to her first. After a pause, he said, "Mother-in-law, you heard it too. Thank you, but it's okay."
Granny Wen put the candy back on the fruit plate. She showed no regret on her face and said calmly, "Okay."
Mother-in-law Ying cooked two bowls of noodles and put an egg in each bowl.
The mothers-in-law originally wanted to wait until they finished eating before going to bed, but Ji Weihang persuaded them to leave.
Seeing that the two mothers-in-law had gone back to their rooms to rest, Fu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
The subtle feeling between being human and being weird about the mothers-in-law made her feel uncomfortable, even though they seemed to mean no harm.
Ji Weihang sat down at the round dining table and said naturally, "I don't know if you are hungry. Mother-in-law made two bowls for you without asking. If you are not hungry, I will eat yours too. Don't waste it."
"...I'm not hungry, you eat." Fu Xuan heard the implication of her words and responded cooperatively.
Quietly watching Ji Weihang finish two bowls of noodles, Fu Xuan offered to wash the dishes.
She knew that Ji Weihang had something to do, otherwise why would he mention the stove.
Ji Weihang didn't bother to be polite with her. He handed the bowl to her, then walked to the stove and turned the button that Ying's mother-in-law had done to start the fire.
Ji Weihang condensed the dark energy in the air, squeezed it, and threw it into the flames.
The flame flickered slightly, but did not change.
But as the dark energy slowly dissipated, the temperature of the flame increased.
Fu Xuan casually rinsed two bowls, made sure there was no oil in them, and put them on the cupboard.
When he turned around after doing all this, he saw Ji Weihang pinching another ball of dark energy and throwing it into the flame. He asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
"Refining weapons." Ji Weihang examined the knives on the knife rack and answered.
"Oh." Fu Xuan nodded. Refining equipment, that's normal. As everyone knows, Sister Wei Hang is a genius in refining equipment...
wrong.
Fu Xuan suddenly realized and said, "But there is no spiritual energy here."
How to refine weapons without spiritual energy?
Refining equipment is, after all, a kind of "Tao". Without spiritual energy, it is difficult to comprehend the "Tao". How can one refine equipment?
"I practice the strange way." Ji Weihang said calmly, which made Fu Xuan terrified.
As the name suggests, the Guidao can only be practiced by the Gui people.
In the Jijiang Continent, Gui is a collection of obsessions and consciousness left over after human death. It is a being with indifferent emotions that relies on obsessions to act.
Sister Weihang is obviously a human being, how can she practice evil ways?
Although she was a rookie, she could still tell whether someone was a trickster.
It’s not that no one wants to take shortcuts by practicing the strange way, but except for those in the out-of-body stage who can abandon the physical body and focus on training the soul to assist in practicing the strange way, it is simply impossible for ordinary practitioners to do so.
It is impossible to practice the strange way if you have a physical body. This is the consensus in the world of immortal cultivation.
To practice the strange way, one needs to refine the dark energy into dark power. The properties of dark power and spiritual power conflict, and the conflict in the body can easily damage the spiritual veins.
The spiritual vein is the foundation of a cultivator. Giving up the foundation in order to practice strange ways is not worth the loss.
After thinking hard for a while, Fu Xuan finally spoke, "Sister Weihang, you have already reached the out-of-body stage, right?"
After a pause, she added, "I'm not trying to spy on your cultivation, sister. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
In the world of immortal cultivation, spying on the cultivation level of those in higher positions is considered an act of provocation or offense.
Although she thought Sister Weihang wouldn't care about such things, it was inevitable that they would feel estranged after not seeing each other for many years, so she still had to be careful about the situation.
"You are so distant." Ji Weihang turned his eyes away from the knife rack, looked up at her and smiled, as if to comfort her, "You don't have to be so cautious, I won't eat anyone."
Fu Xuan responded.
Ji Weihang took a long, thin knife from the knife rack and admitted, "But yes, I have already left my body."
"So amazing..." Fu Xuan was shocked, impressed and sad. Sister Weihang was only ten years older than him, but she had already achieved the out-of-body experience, while she had not yet achieved the golden elixir experience.
The realm of cultivators in Jijiang Continent is divided into three major stages, from high to low, namely heaven, earth, and man.
Among them, the Qi training stage and the foundation building stage belong to the "human" stage, the Golden Elixir stage and the Nascent Soul stage belong to the "earth" stage, the Out-of-Body stage and the Spirit Transformation stage belong to the "sky" stage, and going above that is ascension.
No human/demon/monster has ascended to the Jijiang Continent in nearly a thousand years. People in the out-of-body stage can already walk sideways in the Jijiang Continent.
Although my elder sister had reached the Nascent Soul stage at the age of eighteen, it was still too fast for her to break through to the Out-of-Body stage in fifty years. I don’t know how much effort she put in…
Fu Xuan calmed himself down and turned his attention to Ji Weihang to see how she used the dark energy to refine weapons.
Ji Weihang attracted the dark energy around him and gathered it onto the blade of the selected knife.
At this moment, the dark energy was visibly active, and it wanted to escape everywhere, but it was fixed by Ji Weihang's mental power.
Due to her repeated exposure to the dark energy, the flame had turned into an ominous deep gray-black color, emitting a pungent smell.
The barrier set up by Ji Weihang in advance confined the noise and smell they made to the vicinity to avoid disturbing others.
The knife with a thin layer of dark energy attached to it was placed on the fire to burn. The dark energy on the blade slowly lost its activity, like water melting, seeping into the knife and quickly disappearing.
Take out the knife, attach it to the dark energy again, and put it into the fire to burn and melt it.
After repeating this several times, a layer of gray-black light gradually emanated from the knife from the inside out.
Of course, ordinary people can't see it.
Ji Weihang took a knife and cut his arm.
I used 60% of my strength this time, but it only caused slight skin breaks.
The skin strength during the out-of-body period is naturally different from that of ordinary people.
It's enough that it works.
Her powers are not weapon dependent.
She put the knife aside.
Seeing that the sword refining had come to a temporary halt, Fu Xuan, who had been watching quietly beside him, asked in a low voice: "Sister, have you been staying in the Strange Territory all these years?"
Ji Weihang looked at her in surprise: "You don't know?"
Fu Xuan was interrupted when she was about to say something and was a little confused, "...Should I know?" When did she tell her?
Ji Weihang took down another knife and said with a slightly teasing tone: "I thought that after the Three Realms Secret Realm, this matter would have spread everywhere. It seems that I am still not famous enough."
Fu Xuan looked at her blankly, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, "Ah!"
"Could it be that Bai Zhiyu was killed by someone from the Weird Realm in the Three Realms Secret Realm?"
She slapped her head in annoyance, "I heard the storyteller at the time, but I was in a hurry to grab the admission to a small secret realm, so I didn't listen to the whole thing."
"It's okay. Now you know it, don't you?" Ji Weihang smiled and pinched a ball of dark energy and threw it into the fire. "Even if you don't know it now, you will know it one day."
As he said this, he cut his palm with a knife and let his blood drip into the fire.
The black flames rose rapidly.
Fu Xuan clearly felt the temperature around him rising.
She had some knowledge of refining equipment and knew that Ji Weihang was using his own body as raw material for refining equipment to improve the quality of the flame.
After the dark energy seeped into the blade, Ji Weihang took out the knife and dripped his own blood on it.
While waiting for the blood to blend into the knife, she asked:
“When I came in, the system said that if I gathered enough energy of a certain kind, I could make a wish.
"What do you wish for?"
Fu Xuan paused, and said in a whisper, "...I want to break through to the Golden Elixir stage."
Her face turned red.
Due to her mediocre talent, she had been mocked countless times for having spent ten thousand years in foundation building, and was stepped on and mocked as a rubbish casual cultivator;
Due to the scarcity of supplies, she once teamed up with the independent cultivators to rob the remains of the spiritual treasures left behind by the sect's Tianjiao;
…
At that time, she never felt ashamed or embarrassed for a moment.
She had done nothing wrong and hadn't hurt anyone, so why should she feel embarrassed?
However, at this moment, she just answered a simple question but felt unprecedentedly embarrassed.
Although there was nothing wrong with her wish at this time and it did not hurt anyone.
She recalled her bold words when she was little, saying that she would definitely join the Mingyan Sect and become Sister Weihang's junior sister;
I remember that Sister Weihang broke through to the Golden Elixir stage when she was sixteen years old and went down the mountain to travel. In two years, she became an all-round young genius renowned throughout the continent. Now, she has broken through to the Out-of-Body stage at a young age.
She knew that Sister Weihang would not laugh at her, but she still felt very ashamed that her wish was so small and insignificant.
"You have become a diligent, hard-working and kind monk," Ji Weihang didn't look at her, staring at the knife with gentle eyes, and his voice was filled with a faint smile. "Just like what I said when I was a child."
Fu Xuan wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. Finally, he covered his face and said, "Really... How can I remember such words so clearly..."
Her voice trembled slightly.
"I will definitely become a diligent, hard-working, kind-hearted monk who doesn't bully children! I definitely don't want to be like Ji Tianjiao! She's not diligent at all, and she likes to bully a little kid like me!"
The angry yet confident vow she made when she was six years old reappeared in her mind, and the scene at that time was as clear as yesterday.
"Come and take it back~" The girl with double buns was hanging upside down on the tree, shaking the candied haws at her with a bright smile, "If you take it back, I'll give you this too."
The six-year-old girl complained to Ji Weihang who was fishing by the river: "Sister Weihang - look at her, she is bullying the children!"
After Ji Weihang helped her get the candied haws back, she swore solemnly, which made Ji Tianjiao laugh. Ji Weihang just responded gently: "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."
"If Tianjiao saw you now, she would be very happy." Ji Weihang's voice was soft, "She actually likes you very much. She also told me that when you become our junior sister, she wants to go on adventures with you."
Fu Xuan's tears fell between his fingers.
She put down her hand. There was no one around and the barrier was in place. She could no longer hold back the questions that kept echoing in her heart. She looked at Ji Weihang with red eyes and asked:
"Why did they do that? Why did they do that? Aren't they a well-known and upright family? Aren't they friends for thousands of years? Why did they join forces to wipe out the family, and why did they involve the innocent mortal town as well?"
Fifty years ago, the Mingyan Sect was wiped out by a dozen sects and demons. The town where Fu Xuan lived was located below the Mingyan Sect's Koudao Gate and was also destroyed.
Out of the 867 people in the town, she was the only one who survived because she had the fake-death amulet made by Sister Weihang.
She couldn't understand why those famous and upright sects did this.
Didn’t you get along well before?
Aren’t the Wanjian Sect and Xuefeng Sect close friends of the Mingyan Sect? Isn’t the Yunlong Palace a subsidiary sect of the Mingyan Sect?
Didn't they claim to be a righteous sect? Why did they cooperate with demons? Why did they destroy the entire Mingyan Sect, one of the ancient sects, for no reason?
Ji Weihang attached a thick layer of dark energy to the knife. When it was burned, the dark energy turned into water and made a sizzling sound.
"I don't know either," she said calmly.
"But I'll find out."
"Yeah." Fu Xuan responded with a nasal tone.
After her emotions subsided, she began to feel embarrassed and explained, "I haven't cried for a long time, but I met my sister suddenly, and all of a sudden I felt a little..." She didn't say the rest of the words.
"I understand." said Ji Weihang.
Fu Xuan quietly looked at Wei Hang's focused profile, and his mood became more relaxed and open than ever before.
She really didn't expect to see Sister Weihang again.
"Here." Seeing that she was slowly calming down, Ji Weihang handed her the newly refined, more lethal knife, "We can go on an adventure together now."
Fu Xuan held back the tears that were about to burst out again, took the knife, held it tightly in his hand, and hummed softly.
This was the agreement they made more than fifty years ago - when she grew up, Sister Weihang would take her on adventures.
She looked at Ji Weihang's gentle eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Sister, you have also... worked hard."
When he saw the person in front of him for the first time, even though he didn't know the secret code he made up when they were children, Fu Xuan knew that this was Sister Weihang, for sure.
Although she was no longer the high-spirited girl she once was, her expression was much colder, her body had many more scars, and she had a strange temperament like a ghost cultivator, but she was very sure.
This is Sister Weihang.
Just like she was no longer the wanton little girl running around the streets of the town, cheering for Sister Weihang for destroying the evil sect's lair again, but had become a taciturn and useless cultivator.
But she is still Fu Xuan from Bixu Town.
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