Free Web NovelThe crimson firelight dyed the sky red, as if branding a hideous scar above the clouds.
Du Sixian did not yet know how to judge the strength of Spiritual Energy fluctuations, but as a Psychic's instinct, she vaguely sensed the terror of the person who unleashed that Spell.
Who exactly was that person?
Why is the Spell she chanted so similar to Red Flame Flash? Is it an advanced Spell?
Did she let me hear it on purpose? Du Sixian wondered.
She could feel that there was a very powerful person hidden on top of that towering building that reached into the clouds.
However, the extreme distance, coupled with the obstruction of pale water vapor and dark red mist, prevented her from seeing the person's appearance, only a tiny outline, like an insect, flashed in her vision.
After a long period of thought, Du Sixian withdrew her gaze, slowly raised her hands, assumed the stance for casting a Spell, and silently recalled the incantation that had echoed in her ears just now.
During the process of practicing Red Flame Flash, Du Sixian clearly noticed that in this strange dream, casting a Spell did not cause much burden on her body.
Therefore, she temporarily interpreted the mysterious person's act of letting her know about the Chi Huang Fire Spell as a benevolent gesture.
"Barren field, straw, bones, wind that ignites the tinder, burning rhinoceros horn to illuminate, to see the Disaster, Chi Huang Fire!"
Du Sixian chanted the incantation she had heard just now, and the next moment, she felt a turmoil within her body several times stronger than when casting Red Flame Flash, and then...
There was no 'then'.
The Chi Huang Fire Spell was like an endless vortex swirling within her body, frantically pulling and squeezing her Spiritual Energy. Soon, she felt completely drained, her body uncontrollably spasming, her eyes rolling back, and # Nоvеlight # she fainted. freewёbnoνel.com
In the instant before her consciousness sank into silence, Du Sixian realized something.
Real things like Spells cannot be treated like skills in an RPG game.
In games, when you learn a high-level skill that you can't currently cast, the system will prompt 'Insufficient MP'.
But high-level Spells won't. Rashly attempting to cast them will only drain your Spiritual Energy dry, leading to your body crashing.
...
At eight o'clock in the morning, Lu Yibei was startled awake by her alarm clock.
After a long period of irregular sleep, she felt a slight sense of discomfort when faced with normal early rising and early sleeping.
She got out of bed, pulled back the curtains with a 'whoosh', letting the sunlight fall on her face. Lu Yibei recalled the expression Du Sixian had in the dream last night, as if she had been completely broken, which brought a sense of guilt to her heart.
No, she broke herself, it wasn't me who broke her, I don't need to feel guilty.
After comforting herself with that thought, Lu Yibei's mood immediately improved. She turned around, took off her pajamas, rummaged through her wardrobe for a knitted sweater and jeans to put on, and went downstairs.
When she got downstairs, Ju Meng was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, staring intently at the television, which was showing a melodramatic romance drama.
She had been watching it when Lu Yibei came back yesterday, and even when she was lying in bed trying to sleep, she vaguely heard confusing lines like "I'm sorry, maybe I came at the wrong time..." and "No, you came at exactly the right time."
Lu Yibei was a bit confused as to why she, a high-level urban legend, liked melodramatic romance dramas so much. Perhaps people of her age enjoyed this sort of thing?
"You're up? Getting ready for school?" Seeing Lu Yibei come downstairs, Ju Meng tilted her head and asked her.
"Yeah." Lu Yibei replied perfunctorily and walked towards the entrance.
"Listen carefully in school, don't talk back to your Teacher, and get along well with your classmates~!" Ju Meng instructed, "Be careful on your way, and remember to eat breakfast."
This style of conversation... Lu Yibei frowned slightly and looked at Ju Meng, saying, "Are you my mom?"
"Eh?" Ju Meng was startled, her expression seemingly a little shy, "Although my age is more than enough to be your mom, I actually prefer the address Sister."
"However, if you insist, from now on we'll acknowledge each other's roles. You call me Mom, and I'll call you my younger brother?"
"..."
Lu Yibei almost fell off the shoe-changing stool upon hearing this. After steadying herself, she cast a resentful look at Ju Meng.
urban legend's thick skin must grow with age, otherwise how could her skin be so thick?
Lu Yibei grumbled inwardly. The scene from the dream last night suddenly flashed in her mind. She paused slightly, then asked Ju Meng, "Hey, do you know what Chi Huang Fire is?"
"Huh? What did you just say?" Ju Meng was immersed in the fake romance on TV. Hearing the term 'Chi Huang Fire' out of the blue, she was startled, her expression turning serious as she looked at Lu Yibei and asked, "Where did you hear the name of this Spell?"
Is there something wrong with this Spell? Lu Yibei was secretly surprised by Ju Meng's reaction but shrugged expressionlessly, "I heard it by chance."
"Let me tell you, Chi Huang Fire is a very high-level precise Spell. Its power is even comparable to forbidden Spells, and it's a Spell numbered in the eighties within the Night Watch. With your level of Spiritual Energy, attempting to cast it rashly would probably turn you into a mummy on the spot."
"You absolutely cannot court death. If you die, there will be no one to help me collect the core of urban legend's true form to heal."
Lu Yibei, "..." Am I your slave? I was feeling a little touched just now!
She was silent for a moment, then said, "You're overthinking it. I just know the name."
She said it calmly on the surface, but her heart was already in a mess. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
Damn it! Why would I know about a Spell of this level?
Although Lu Yibei didn't know what a Spell numbered in the eighties meant, based on Ju Meng's words, she felt that if Du Sixian used it carelessly, she would definitely be finished.
What should I do about this? Inciting a subordinate to infiltrate the Night Watch and secretly teach a high-power Spell close to forbidden Spells... I wonder how many years they'd get sentenced if caught?
Thinking of this, Lu Yibei suddenly felt like she had been splashed with a bucket of cold water, like in that Sprite commercial, feeling cold all over.
If worse comes to worst...
Her gaze slowly shifted towards Ju Meng, her eyes slightly narrowed.
I'll figure out a way to tie her up and turn her in to the Night Watch. Maybe if she confesses honestly, she'll get a lighter sentence and serve fewer years.
"Lu Yibei..." As Lu Yibei was thinking, Ju Meng's ominous voice suddenly came from beside her.
"Hmm? Ah? What is it?"
"Are you thinking something unfavorable to me, kid?" Ju Meng said with a gloomy expression.
"No!" Lu Yibei lied solemnly.
She was extremely skilled at lying. With the advantage of her poker face, she was always successful. By now, she was confident she could fool anyone.
However, this time she met her nemesis! The nemesis of the poker-faced deceiver!
"Really? But..." Ju Meng said, raising her right hand. On the fair skin of her hand, a pattern of intertwined leaves and flames was glowing faintly.
"Do you know what this represents?"
"Uh, where the leaves dance, the fire is also endlessly alive?"
"..." Ju Meng rolled her eyes upon hearing this, "This means you are plotting something that violates our cooperation agreement."
"Oh dear, how can you be so heartless? I'm old, you stabbed me, I'm bedridden, constantly risking being devoured by other urban legend, and even like this, I'm still worried about your safety. Yet you want to harm me? Hehehe, men..."
Ju Meng was like a little resentful woman, continuously putting psychological pressure on Lu Yibei. Just then, Lu Yibei slowly raised her right hand and showed the glowing pattern on the back of her hand towards Ju Meng. Her voice abruptly stopped.
We're both old Foxes, who are you trying to play 'urban legend' with?
They looked at each other across the room, and the entire house was filled with an awkward atmosphere.
Ju Meng, "..." Hiding snacks, does that count as something unfavorable to him?
