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The Days I Transmigrated into "Mo Dao Zu Shi": Part Two
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After bidding farewell to Song Lan and the others, I followed Wei Wuxian to the town of Yiling. Once I retrieved Little Apple, which I had left there, I officially set out on the journey to Gusu.
Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi led the way ahead, while Wei Wuxian leisurely rode his mount. Hanguang Jun walked beside him, holding the reins, and I quietly walked on the other side.
To be honest, I felt completely out of place; the atmosphere was so awkward it was almost suffocating.
This is really unbearable… Just a few steps out of Wailing Hill, I couldn’t help but feel an urgent desire to turn back.
Daoist, is it too late to regret now?
“Xiao Hua, can I ask you a question?” Perhaps feeling bored from the silence, Wei Wuxian suddenly spoke up.
“Sure?” I looked up at him in confusion.
He smiled and pointed at the Fenghua I was carrying on my back.
“I’ve always been curious about that wooden staff… What’s it for? Why do you carry it with you all the time? Is it for self-defense?”
I glanced at Fenghua as he indicated.
“Well… I suppose it’s my magical tool?” I replied nonchalantly.
“A magical tool? So it’s not just an ordinary wooden staff?” Wei Wuxian raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Can it ward off evil spirits? What does it do?”
“Well… it’s me who drives away evil; it’s just for assistance,” I explained.
“I’ve never seen a wooden staff used as a magical tool before,” he said with a hearty laugh. “Can I take a look at it?”
I stared at him in disbelief.
...Excuse me, are you asking me to surrender my weapon for no reason?
After a moment, I mustered my courage and reached out my hand toward him.
"Want to trade?" I gestured toward the Appeal at his waist.
He seemed taken aback by my response, but then burst into laughter.
"Sure! What's the problem?" With that, he boldly drew out the Appeal and handed it to me.
Now it was my turn to be stunned.
Wait a minute, shouldn’t you at least hesitate a bit, big guy? This is the legendary ghost flute Appeal! Can you really just lend it out so casually?
"What's wrong? Is there an issue?" He tilted his head in confusion as he looked at me.
"...No." Well, if the owner thinks there’s no problem, why should I worry for him?
I shrugged slightly and then removed my Fenghua to exchange with him.
Seeing him seriously inspecting the Fenghua, I quietly looked down at the Appeal in my hands—there was no way I could play it without permission; having it would be pointless, right?
Bored, I tried to sense the flute's body and suddenly felt some information surge into my mind—
Wait! This is...
Though I know that all things possess a spirit, especially for those who practice cultivation, their belongings are more susceptible to spiritual energy. However, I never expected there could be such a method of use.
...Is this a reward from the system?
I focused intently on the scenes unfolding in my mind—this should be the memory of Appeal, viewed from a perspective that traced back through Wei Wuxian's recent life (mostly consisting of moments spent in affection with Lan Wangji), all the way back to Guanyin Temple, where Wei Wuxian received the item from Jiang Cheng to deal with Chi Feng Zun, and then to the days when it was kept away by Jiang Cheng...
"Xiao Hua!"
Hearing my name called, I jolted back to reality, and the images in my mind abruptly ceased.
Ahhhh! I was just about to see something important! Why interrupt me at this moment?!
"I've called you several times. Why are you so engrossed? It's just a flute," Wei Wuxian said, looking at me in confusion.
"No, it's nothing..." This secret is definitely not something I can reveal! I rubbed my temples and then turned to him. "Are you done? Are we switching back now?" What a pity...
"Yeah." He smiled as he handed Fenghua back to me, and I reluctantly returned Appeal to him.
"By the way, does your magical tool recognize its master? Why does it seem unresponsive when I touch it?"
"No..." I recalled that only weapons of level five or higher would bind to their masters, while Fenghua was only level three. "It should be due to your method being incorrect." Although I hadn't paid attention to how he used it earlier, it could also be because our spiritual energy systems are different, which might explain why he couldn't use it.
"Oh?" He tilted his head and smiled. "Then can I see you demonstrate?"
"Uh?" I was taken aback. Demonstrate? Demonstrate what? Demonstrate how to hit you?
"After all, it's rare to encounter such magical artifacts, and I'm really curious about how to use it... So, how do you usually use it?"
"Um..." I thought for a moment, glancing to the side, and lightly used my wind manipulation to lift a small stone from the roadside and place it in my hand. "About like this."
"Hey! You can manipulate objects out of thin air? That's really interesting!" Wei Wuxian looked at the stone in my hand with great enthusiasm. "I've never seen an object that can do this. Lan Zhan, what do you think?"
"I have not seen such a thing," Lan Wangji replied calmly, but his gaze was fixed on me with a thoughtful expression that made me feel a chill run down my spine.
Lan Zhan, I really have no intention of seducing your partner; could you please stop looking at me like that? The pressure is overwhelming!
"Then, is this staff also a gift from your master?" Wei Wuxian asked.
"No..." I hesitated for a moment before admitting, "Fenghua is something I forged myself."
"You forged it?" He widened his eyes in curiosity.
"My master said that one's magical artifact must be forged with one's own power to enhance compatibility and make it easier to use."
"Wait, can magical artifacts really be forged so easily? The way you're saying it makes it sound like you can just mold some clay into shape... I've forged the Yin Tiger Talisman myself, and it's definitely not that simple! Besides, if everyone had to forge their own immortal swords, wouldn't all cultivators need to be craftsmen?" Wei Wuxian murmured in disbelief.
"Perhaps our understanding of the forging process is different?" I tried to explain. "It's not about creating something from nothing; it's more like infusing one's spiritual energy into a tangible object... Fenghua was originally just an ordinary stick; it became what it is now after I forged it."
"So, you're drawing out the object's power with your own strength? Hmm... in that case, Appeal seems to be similar? Except what forged it was resentment instead of spiritual energy, haha!" He twirled Appeal between his fingers. "By the way, did you come up with the name Fenghua?"
I shook my head. "No, it comes with it by itself."
"Oh, I see... Did you see anything from Appeal just now?" he suddenly asked.
"...No, I was just daydreaming," I replied calmly.
"Really?" He chuckled softly, tilting his head as he sat on the donkey, lost in thought.
As the topic came to a halt, I casually looked ahead and continued to follow them on the road.
However, my mind couldn't help but drift back to the scene I had just witnessed—
Heh, I unexpectedly saw Jiang Cheng! Although it was just a memory.
But not being able to see more was truly disappointing!
So it turns out that perception can be used to explore an object's Residual Thought... Uh, wait, no, this will make me want to become a voyeur!
Even though I didn't see anything scandalous just now, this isn't right!
It seems I need to exercise some self-restraint...
I raised my hand to wipe my face, trying hard to banish those inappropriate thoughts from my mind.
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