Free Web NovelMediterranean Sea, on a luxury cruise ship.
The evening breeze was gentle, the cruise ship cut through the waves, and by the pool on the deck, a cheesecake sat quietly on a table, with a few worm-eaten holes faintly visible on it.
Suddenly, the cheesecake vibrated.
A small, plump white worm wriggled, poking its head out of a wormhole. A faint light flashed in its dark green eyes, and immediately after, a light screen appeared before it.
【Anonymous User】: "Why wasn't it Disaster who accepted the designated task?"
"..."
The task description was so vague. If Disaster were to accept it, would she still be Disaster? She didn't want to accept it, so I couldn't force her, right?
However, encountering this situation and finding a scapegoat to probe the situation is truly a clever move!
I'll try it next time too! Void thought.
Void: "That's normal. Disaster has always been cautious. But don't worry, although Disaster didn't accept the task, she is guiding from behind the scenes, so it's effectively the same as her accepting it."
After replying, Void waited for a moment. Seeing that no unusual situation occurred, it thought that perhaps the mysterious Calamity-level Psychic had tacitly approved of this situation, so it wriggled its body and slowly sank, disappearing into the cheesecake.
First, I'll have a good sleep. I hope that when I wake up, I can find a God Kingdom on the Atlantis side! Void thought.
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Six o'clock in the evening sharp.
Fu Xinyi completed two hours of sword practice, returned to her residence to wash up, changed into a cool and comfortable gauze Taoist robe, simply tied up her golden-yellow hair, and arrived at Qing Hui Hall.
Isn't it just the standard training course for an A-level Spirit Ability User?
There's nothing to be afraid of!
As long as I keep trying and fighting relentlessly, there's nothing I can't conquer!
While cheering herself on, Fu Xinyi climbed the steps. She paused slightly at the main entrance, took out her phone to verify her identity information, and walked into the depths of Qing Hui Hall with a happy expression.
Watching her receding figure, the disciple on duty at the main entrance slightly furrowed his brow, "Senior Sister Fu seems to be in a bad state today?"
Feeling the almost tangible aura of dejection emanating from Fu Xinyi, he even suspected that she would break down and cry the next moment.
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As night fell, the vast palace of Qing Hui Hall returned to tranquility under the night sky. The figures of disciples were almost nowhere to be seen.
Taking the elevator to the fifth floor of Qing Hui Hall, Fu Xinyi entered her identity information at the self-service borrowing machine and skillfully located the book shelf where the book she wanted to read was stored.
"Let me see, book shelf number 77, code J103..."
After noting the code, Fu Xinyi turned around, walked through the floor-to-ceiling glass door next to the self-service borrowing machine, and headed into the depths of the rows of book shelfs.
Bathed in the faint fragrance emanating from the sandalwood book shelfs, books, and bamboo slips, she quickly found the book "Principles of Classic Advanced Spells" on book shelf 77.
Carefully taking the book from the book shelf, she walked around the book shelf to a window seat in the corner and sat down. She turned on the desk lamp, put on her glasses, arranged her stationery and water cup, and stretched, ready to begin today's cultivation journey.
Although Qingxia Zi suddenly informed Fu Xinyi that she would have to cultivate according to A-level Spirit Ability User standards from now on, it put immense pressure on her.
But at the same time, she also understood that inner resistance could not solve difficulties.
Walking on the path forward, even slowly, is better than fearing difficulties and hesitating!
According to the experience she had gained from years of diligent cultivation, when encountering difficulties in cultivation, the most effective way to persevere is to break down the whole into parts and start with the simplest one.
This ensures that she makes progress while also building confidence.
And the Spell was, in Fu Xinyi's opinion, the simplest subject to cultivate.
The composition of a Spell has always had traces to follow; every incantation has its specific symbolic meaning.
Theoretically, when a Psychic's understanding of Spells reaches a certain depth, they can even decompose existing complete incantations and, based on the needs of the actual situation, rearrange and combine incantation segments with different symbolic meanings to temporarily construct original Spells.
Of course, Fu Xinyi considered herself not to have that kind of talent. Temporarily constructing original Spells was a skill only possessed by legendary geniuses.
However, even for high-level Spells, as long as one understands their composition principles and practices them repeatedly through rote memorization, one can reach a passing standard, which is enough for her to cope with the upcoming Spell cultivation.
After all, according to Da Chunyang Palace's assessment standards, an A-level Spirit Ability User only needs to master three Spells with a code number of 80+ to be considered qualified.
According to Fu Xinyi's plan, as long as she mastered five Spells with a code number of 80+ in advance, she could free up more time to tackle other cultivation subjects.
"...Jiamu is thunder. Thunder is the exhalation of Yang energy. Jiamu belongs to Yang, hence it is symbolized by thunder. Examining the monthly orders..."
Fu Xinyi silently read the text in the book, occasionally stopping to think, correlating the Spells she had learned with the content explained in the book. At times, she would pick up her pen and write down two or three paragraphs that she couldn't fully understand for the time being, so that she could look up related information later or ask her teachers.
Unconsciously, she became immersed in her studies until a series of faint sounds reached her ears.
"Rustle... Rustle..."
The sound came from the book shelfs in the distance, sounding like the rustling of pages. Fu Xinyi didn't pay attention at first, but after it continued for a moment, a sense of suspicion gradually arose in her heart.
The sound of turning pages was very fast, happening once every one or two seconds. Every three to five minutes, there would also be a faint sound of taking or putting back a book. It didn't sound like someone was reading at all.
Fu Xinyi looked up in the direction of the sound, slightly furrowed her brow, and pondered silently.
Strange, who would come here to read so late?
Since Da Chunyang Palace completed its reform, very few disciples actually came to Qing Hui Hall to read and study anymore.
Disciples could borrow any book within their authorized range by accessing the intranet with electronic devices in their residences.
For some popular books, there were even animated and live-action video explanations available.
Normally, only disciples like Fu Xinyi, who had a special fondness for the library and physical books, would come here to read and study.
No, that's not reading at all!
After listening carefully to the faint movements for a moment, Fu Xinyi smelled a strange scent.
How could someone finish a page in one second and a book in three minutes?
Could it be those annoying guys again? Fu Xinyi thought.
In fact, this place used to be very lively. Led by a few founders of the Da Chunyang Palace Fu Xinyi Fan Club, many disciples came here almost every day to "accompany" her in reading.
However, the books here were really difficult for ordinary disciples to understand, and over time, no one could persevere through the boring and tedious hours.
Fu Xinyi got up and tiptoed towards the direction of the sound.
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Meanwhile, on the bus heading to Shizhou City.
After the Paper Cicada Immortal exploring Chi Li Hall self-destructed, Lu Yibei saw that the bus was still about twenty minutes away from the station. She slightly adjusted her mental state and focused on the Paper Cicada Immortal exploring Qing Hui Hall.
However.
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What the ♦ is all this?
Where are the visualization diagrams I need?
Her eyes were tightly closed. Through the Paper Cicada Immortal's vision, she quickly flipped through the books on the fifth floor of Qing Hui Hall, and such a lament couldn't help but arise in her heart.
After experiencing thousands of battles with Qingji, the lengthy explanations in these books were completely useless to her.
In a sense, Lu Yibei was like a high-level player who skipped the beginner tutorial and started the game directly, growing through repeated abuse by "monsters".
Her methods might seem outrageous to a Psychic with formal training, but they were absolutely practical!
It was like, even if she couldn't drive a tank, being able to lift a tank with one hand and swing it like a sledgehammer would still be incredibly destructive on the battlefield.
Disappointed with the collection on the fifth floor of Qing Hui Hall, she was about to control the Paper Cicada Immortal to put the book back and then head to higher floors.
Just then, she heard footsteps approaching.
Suddenly turning her head and seeing that familiar face with a look of surprise, the Paper Cicada Immortal's body stiffened slightly.
Why is it this guy? What should I do?
Surely a once-in-a-century genius of Da Chunyang Palace wouldn't be blown up, right?
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Fu Xinyi followed the direction of the rustling sound, getting closer little by little. The faint sounds coming from the gaps between the book shelfs became clearer and clearer.
Then, suddenly turning a corner, she saw that Paper Cicada Immortal.
That small paper figure was lie on an open ancient book larger than its body, buried in intense reading. The scene was quite subtle.
Fu Xinyi, "???"
Why is there a Paper Cicada Immortal here?
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Also, this type of Paper Cicada Immortal, I seem to have seen it somewhere before?
Right! The Senior I met in Tang City used this kind of Paper Cicada Immortal!
Just as Fu Xinyi discovered the Paper Cicada Immortal, the Paper Cicada Immortal also sensed her presence, turned around, and almost simultaneously with Fu Xinyi, tilted its head.
The next moment, seeing Fu Xinyi open her lips as if to cry out, the Paper Cicada Immortal, whose simple face was only outlined with eyebrows and eyes, suddenly revealed a sly smile, shot up like lightning with a "whoosh", and stuck itself onto her face with a "splat".
"Woo, woo woo—!"
Caught off guard, Fu Xinyi's mouth was immediately sealed. She fell to the ground, her limbs flailing wildly.
The posture was as if she had been attacked by a facehugger.
After a brief panic, she had a flash of inspiration, pulled a pen from her pocket, and quickly wrote a line of small text on the ground.
【Ancestor, I am Fu Xinyi, we have met!】
Seeing that line of small text, the Paper Cicada Immortal, who was preparing to self-destruct, paused its movements.
Immediately after, Fu Xinyi quickly wrote another line of small text.
【Please let go of me first, I swear to heaven, I absolutely will not scream!】
Lu Yibei hesitated for a moment, jumped off Fu Xinyi's face, dodged the pen in her hand, and wrote a crooked line of small text on her palm.
【Find a deserted place, and we'll talk in detail.】
Better late than never.
What could be a more convenient and quicker way to answer the questions in her heart than to ask Fu Xinyi, this local expert? Lu Yibei thought.
After reading the content written by the Paper Cicada Immortal, Fu Xinyi hesitated, nodded, then looked around, cupped the Paper Cicada Immortal in her hands, carefully tucked it into her jacket pocket, and quickly walked towards a secluded corner on the fifth floor of Qing Hui Hall.
At the same time, a pair of eyes in the darkness watched everything quietly through the gaps between the book shelfs...
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A few minutes later, Qiaoyuan Villa.
This was a side room in a Class A villa. The room was not lit, and the faint light from a mobile phone in the corner outlined the silhouette of a young girl's face.
That exquisite face had no eyebrows or eyelashes at all, and the bangs on her forehead were also cleanly shaved, making her look faintly like a peeled egg.
She stared intently at the information on her phone, her expression grave.
04: "I saw Fu Xinyi meet with that Paper Cicada Immortal in Qing Hui Hall! I suspect the Paper Cicada Immortal who eavesdropped in your studio before was sent by Fu Xinyi. She is monitoring you!"
04: "What should we do now? She heard your conversation before, we need to find a way to make her shut up forever, right?"
Fu Xinyi? She can also use such peculiar and ingenious tricks like the Paper Cicada Immortal? The girl pondered for a moment, then typed a reply.
03: "No rush, even if Fu Xinyi heard it, she probably doesn't know much. If worst comes to worst, we can throw those scapegoats out to take the blame. The important thing now is to deal with Wu Yutang, after all, he knows too much."
04: "Understood, the members in Shizhou City have already locked onto Wu Yutang, he definitely won't live past tonight!"
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Da Chunyang Palace, fifth floor of Qing Hui Hall.
In a secluded corner surrounded by book shelfs, the desk lamp was on.
Fu Xinyi quietly looked at the small figure on the desk, whose eyebrows and eyes bore some resemblance to Lu Yibei, her eyes filled with vigilance.
Although her Master had ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) reminded her that the person she met in Tang City, the Sect Leader's nominal Senior Sister, was likely a fake.
However, she had witnessed that Senior's methods and had personally seen that Senior, for the sake of innocent ordinary people in the mall, fight three A-level Spirit Ability Users until severely injured.
Therefore, she felt that even if this Senior was not the Sect Leader's Senior Sister, she should be a good person with a deep connection to Da Chunyang Palace.
However...
"Senior, you know you've caused me a lot of trouble?" Fu Xinyi pondered for a moment, then finally spoke in a low voice.
"Regarding the incident at the mall last time, Junior Brother Lu thought I did it, and now he's saying it everywhere in Da Chunyang Palace. My Master is already preparing to train me according to A-level Spirit Ability User standards."
Lu Yibei, "..." No, I didn't misunderstand at all. Even if the King of Heaven came today, it was still you who did it alone!
After muttering to herself, she silently manipulated the Paper Cicada Immortal. Its short, stubby little hands picked up the pen on the desk and wrote a line on Fu Xinyi's notebook.
【It's fine, just hold on. I'll talk to Zhang Huainan later! If worst comes to worst, I can reluctantly give you some pointers to help you cultivate.】
Fu Xinyi, "..."
Is Senior impersonating someone or not?
If she were impersonating someone, she shouldn't be able to bypass the strict formation array of Qing Hui Hall and reach the fifth floor, right? Nor could she be so confident when mentioning the Sect Leader, right?
Could it be that her Master misjudged?
Fu Xinyi was a bit confused by her Master's words and Lu Yibei's behavior. She stood there with her mouth slightly open, stunned for a long time, then suddenly, as if remembering something, her eyes brightened slightly.
"By the way, Senior, I still don't know who your Master is or what your title is! It's not our first meeting, we should have a way to address each other, right?"
Lu Yibei, "..."
Why ask this suddenly?
Could she be doubting my identity? If that's the case...
【My Master is the former Guest Elder Qingji, you can call me Jue Jue Zi.】
"Jue Jue..." Fu Xinyi's mouth twitched slightly. She felt that this title was definitely made up.
Lu Yibei, of course, made up the title. Seeing Fu Xinyi's suspicious look, she quickly picked up the pen and wrote.
【That's right, Jue is the Jue of absolute and the Jue of unique, Jue Jue Zi.
When you see Zhang Huainan later, say hello for me and tell him that next time I'll give him a five-colored scorpion to relive the feeling of the past.】
Now you should believe me, right? If you don't, go ask Zhang Huainan if he's afraid of the combination of Qingji + five-colored scorpion! Lu Yibei thought.
Absolutely unique... Is that what it means? What an overbearing title! Fu Xinyi was stunned for a moment, and before she could say anything, she heard the faint sound of a pen scratching across paper again.
【Ask you a few questions?】
Fu Xinyi was startled for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Yes, yes, please ask away!"
【Do you know where the visualization diagrams of our Da Chunyang Palace are stored? I haven't been back in a long time, and this place has changed too much. I vaguely remember back then this was just an ordinary library pavilion, but now there are so many more things.
Oh, is that old persimmon tree still by the back door? The fruit from that tree, though small, was sweet. You must try it if you get a chance.
Oh, who is your Master? Is it Master Bixuzi or Ling Jizi? I remember when I left Da Chunyang Palace, they were about your age. I guess they are quite old now, right?】
"Yes, the persimmon tree is still there, but it hasn't borne fruit since three years ago."
The back door of Qing Hui Hall was already hidden, and even fewer people knew there was a persimmon tree there.
As for the existence of visualization diagrams, they have become a relic of the past due to the birth of Spirit Marks. Even if a small amount is still stored within Da Chunyang Palace, it is rarely mentioned.
Coupled with the name of Zhang Huainan's Grand Senior Brother heard from the Ancestor, and the name of Master Bixuzi heard from Yi Sihan... this made Fu Xinyi almost completely believe her identity.
How could someone who hadn't lived in Da Chunyang Palace for many years know these things?
If others wanted to know these things, even if they could leave Da Chunyang Palace alive, they would be left with psychological trauma.
"My Master is Qingxia Zi, she entered the sect much later than the two Senior Uncles, you probably haven't met her. As for the visualization diagrams..." Fu Xinyi shook her head, "I've only heard of them, I've never seen them. They might not be stored in Qing Hui Hall, but in the back mountain! My Senior Sister often goes there, she might know."
Lu Yibei, "..." Did she dispel her suspicions so quickly? Tsk, I guess young people still need to be wary of urban legend playing the emotional card!
【Do you know where the most Psychic are in Shizhou City? This Venerable One passed through Shizhou City a few days ago and wanted to sell some small items, but found that the previous locations were all gone.】
In Lu Yibei's opinion, asking the lone Psychic in Shizhou City might be a good option for finding clues about Hu Chuan.
"Hmm..." Fu Xinyi thought for a moment, "It should be around Bu Ye Street's bar alley, right? Quite a few Psychic gather there."
Lu Yibei noted down the address Fu Xinyi mentioned and quickly wrote another line.
【Do you know who Wu Yutang is?】
Seeing the new text, Fu Xinyi said in surprise, "Huh? That's my Grand Senior Brother! Why are you suddenly asking about him?"
Lu Yibei, "..."
Your Senior Brother is about to be silenced! Although I don't know who wants to kill him...
【I heard that name by chance and just asked casually. That kid might be in danger recently, you'd best inform your teachers and elders.】
After reading the text written by the Paper Cicada Immortal, Fu Xinyi's expression changed slightly.
Grand Senior Brother is in danger? How could that be? He was fine during morning lessons today!
