[Host, I'm still more interested in knowing the purpose of this Green Silk weapon?]
[The price isn't high, and it's a second-grade spiritual weapon, so it probably won't be too powerful.]
I'm guessing the side effects will be severe.
Wan Jiao: "Qingsi has no side effects. Long-term use can turn gray hair black and prolong life."
【？？？】
"Uh, did I hear that right? This is a magical artifact, how could it not have side effects?"
I thought the Green Silk was cheap, just a second-grade spiritual weapon, so it wouldn't be too powerful. But now it seems it's the most powerful one ever. Turning white hair black—the dream of billions worldwide…
It varies from person to person; to be honest, it doesn't seem to have much effect.
Yes, how can hair compare to life?
What's wrong with this world? How can anyone think that having black hair is more important than being alive?
[...]
The comments section almost erupted into an argument.
Wan Jiao quickly put up a purchase link, saying, "For those who are destined to buy, it will be yours."
For most people, hair is indeed a useless thing, but for women who love beauty more than their own lives, it is extraordinary, and there are quite a few who want to buy it.
With so many people, is it difficult to choose two who are most compatible with Qing Si?
Sold out in one minute.
Even though the person who bought the magical artifact, Qing Si, still didn't contact Wan Jiao, Wan Jiao was happy to have some free time and directly took out the last magical artifact of the day: a yellowed newspaper.
Holding up a corner of the newspaper in one hand, she showed it to the viewers in the live stream, saying, "Old newspaper, second-grade spiritual weapon, quantity 1, price."
"Ninety years ago, countries around the world suppressed our prosperous nation and launched a joint invasion. At that time, in pursuit of stability, the people proposed to submit to these foreigners in exchange for temporary peace. Among the patriots of the time was a female journalist who had returned from studying abroad. To urge her people to bravely resist and refuse to be slaves to foreigners, she wrote a very passionate article, which was published in this newspaper. The day after the newspaper was published nationwide, the foreigners found the female journalist and brutally murdered her. It was precisely her death that awakened the patriotic sentiments of the people, and everyone, in one fell swoop, drove those foreigners out of the territory of our prosperous nation..."
My grandmother told me about that female reporter; I think her name was Wan Jun, and she was a very outstanding martyr.
Those who offend our mighty nation, though far away, shall be punished!
[Host, how did that newspaper in your hand transform from an ordinary newspaper into a magical artifact? Can you tell everyone about it?]
Wan Jiao hadn't finished speaking, but upon seeing the comment, she continued, "This newspaper was the burial item of the female reporter Wan Jun. Because it awakened millions of people in Sheng Kingdom, who, with absolute faith and perseverance, drove the invaders out of Sheng Kingdom's territory, it ultimately became a sacred artifact."
After saying that, as if she felt that her description was inappropriate, Wan Jiao changed the subject and added: "It is called a spiritual artifact, but it is actually a small spiritual domain. No matter what kind of danger we encounter, as long as we drip blood on the newspaper, the spiritual domain in the newspaper will automatically absorb everything that is in danger, giving us time to escape or call for help."
"Side effect: ten years of lifespan each time."
Netizens have noticed that every magical artifact that Wan Jiao brought out, whether in terms of its function or side effects, makes no sense and seems to have been chosen randomly.
[Host, the prices and side effects of the magical artifacts you're selling are really weird. Are you sure you're not just selling them randomly?]
[I didn't realize it until you mentioned it, but now that you do, it's really true. Some people only live for ten years, while others live for thirty or fifty years, or even their entire lives. It's so unfair.]
[Host, could you please explain this to us?]
[Please explain]
As Wan Jiao put the old newspapers on the shelf, she said casually, "The formation of spiritual artifacts is entirely up to fate and cannot be controlled by human power. There is no way to explain it."
No sooner had she finished speaking than the old newspapers that had been put on the shelf were bought.
Wan Jiao took the opportunity to ask again, "Do the family members who bought the spiritual artifacts need to connect? If so, connect to me within three minutes."
[Damn it, the streamer is going to end the broadcast again. I haven't had enough!]
I've never felt three minutes go by so quickly...
Hey guys, it's getting late, and the streamer has a variety show live stream tomorrow. Don't you all want to see her looking great?
[That's right, now we can watch the streamer 24 hours a day, except when they're sleeping]
Gradually, everyone stopped being so fixated on Wan Jiao ending her broadcast.
Three minutes passed quickly.
Wan Jiao didn't receive any requests to connect, so she raised her hand and made a goodbye gesture, "Ending the broadcast, see you tomorrow."
Just as netizens were about to type goodbye to Wan Jiao, her screen went black.
Xiao Lejin has returned, her little face full of worries. She looked at Wan Jiao, hesitated several times before finally calling out in a soft, sweet voice, "Auntie~"
Wan Jiao softly hummed in agreement and reached out to touch Xiao Lejin's hair. "What's wrong, baby?"
Xiao Lejin sighed deeply, "I found her."
Wan Jiao was somewhat puzzled.
Shouldn't we be happy to have found it? This little girl is...
“Auntie, I’ve never seen such a desperate ghost before. I can feel it even from a great distance.” As Xiao Lejin spoke, her smile grew more and more somber. “But… I think I really like that smell.”
Xiao Lejin said she liked the taste of despair, which startled Wan Jiao.
Her hand moved to Xiao Lejin's shoulder, gently encircling it, and she looked her in the eye as she asked, "Xiao Jin, do you like the taste of despair?"
Xiao Lejin nodded, but quickly shook her head, her voice filled with an urgency she herself didn't realize, "Not just despair, I seem to suddenly feel resentment, selfishness, anger, jealousy..."
"Auntie, am I sick?"
These days, Wan Jiao has experienced far too many 'frights'.
Hearing Xiao Lejin say such things now, a small thought suddenly popped into her mind, and gradually grew bigger because of Xiao Lejin's confused eyes.
Ye Jin got into trouble, so Jing Mo showed up.
Could Xiao Lejin's unusual behavior also be because...?
Could it be that she is the child of 'Runling' and 'Mingjin' from back then?
But wasn't she killed by 'Netherworld Ash' himself?
How……
Despite her confused state of mind, Wan Jiao cautiously asked, "Xiao Jin, what were you before you became a spirit?"
Xiao Lejin exclaimed in surprise, "Ah!" and then shook her head. "I don't know, what's wrong, Auntie?"
Xiao Lejin said she didn't know, but Wan Jiao still wouldn't give up and asked again, "Do you have parents? Do you have any memories of them?"
Xiao Lejin: "???"
Is my aunt out of her mind?
She's a spirit of an artifact?
How could a spirit have parents?
This chapter has been revised; feel free to flip through it if you've already read it, mua~
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