Free Web NovelLu Yibei didn’t dare to take those Alchemy potions, not only because their efficacy was unknown, but also because they were aged potions with production dates starting from at least 1982. She didn’t even know if they had spoiled.
Therefore, she captured the little dog summoned by the White Wolf God Spirit Mark.
Although Zhang Huainan insisted it was a white wolf, Lu Yibei decided to call it Little White Dog.
Just like a dog’s name could be called “Little Cat”.
And it was in the same series as White Little Flower, which was great!
“Come, little dog, drink this!” Lu Yibei said expressionlessly, one hand grabbing the Little White Dog by the scruff of its neck, lifting it up, and the other hand holding the potion bottle to its mouth.
As a summon from the Spirit Mark ability, Little White Dog’s body was entirely composed of Spiritual Energy, similar to the Yagn Nie urban legend. Except for lacking the core of the urban legend entity, it could almost be considered a urban legend.
Using it to test the medicine was perfect!
“Woof woof woof—!”
Seeing the potion bottle approaching, as if sensing danger, Little White Dog let out a heart-wrenching howl, its snow-white body writhing frantically, and its limbs flailing desperately.
Help, someone is trying to kill a dog!
“Don’t be scared, it’s dairy product!”
Even if it was poisoned to death, it would only explode.
Only the physical body perishes, but as long as the Spirit Mark remains, your spirit will live forever. Lu Yibei thought.
“I am your Master, would I harm you?”
So, under Lu Yibei’s coaxing and deceiving, Little White Dog opened its mouth and cautiously licked the potion at the bottle opening.
After waiting for a moment and nothing happened, Lu Yibei picked up another bottle of potion.
“See? Didn’t I say it was fine? Come, Master loves you, try this pill too.”
Lu Yibei poured out a dark-looking pill from the bottle and shoved it towards Little White Dog’s mouth.
Little White Dog stared at her with clear and innocent large eyes, tilting its head, looking at Lu Yibei.
As if asking her, “What is it this time?”
“Malt... oh, no, dogs can’t eat chocolate...” Lu Yibei mumbled in a low voice, then changed her tone, “Dog food, it’s dog food!”
Hearing this, Little White Dog leaned forward, sniffed the pill with its nose, and swallowed it with a “Woof” sound.
“Good boy, little ones need to eat well to grow tall, come eat this!”
As she spoke, Lu Yibei picked up the third bottle of potion...
“...”
Watching Lu Yibei’s series of actions, Zhang Huainan’s expression twitched.
He wasn’t sure if the summon of the White Wolf God Spirit Mark was a dog, but... Lu Yibei was truly a dog!
—-
In the end, Little White Dog still exploded.
If Zhang Huainan hadn’t reacted quickly and controlled the shockwave that had merged with some of the Hundred-Armed Giant Power in time, the roof of Lan Yue Cave would have been blown into the sky.
However, Little White Dog’s explosion was not because the potions were poisonous, but because their efficacy was too good.
It was exploded by Lu Yibei’s “love”...
At first, when Zhang Huainan asked Lu Yibei to drink those Alchemy potions, she refused.
After Little White Dog tested the medicine, she finally tried taking two bottles.
Once she tasted it, it became unstoppable.
From being passive to active, and then to being unable to stop at all, the astonishing change in attitude took less than three minutes.
Although those potions did have side effects after drinking them, causing temporary discomfort, without exception, they all contained abundant Spiritual Energy.
Abundant Spiritual Energy meant that no matter what the original efficacy of the potion was, it would have a certain healing effect.
Most importantly, a large portion of those Alchemy potions had indeed expired...
Three to five bottles for one bottle of calamity water, a massive profit!
Just like that, a large part of the Alchemy potions that Zhang Huainan had treasured for decades disappeared in just over ten minutes.
Lu Yibei, full and satisfied, slumped in a chair, rubbing her slightly bulging belly, and mumbled, “Old man, more? Look, I’m still injured!”
As she spoke, she raised her small hand and showed Zhang Huainan the slightly bleeding tooth mark on her thumb.
Her appearance was like a Monkey who had just stolen and eaten an immortal pill, and was audaciously planning to get another pot.
That was what you bit yourself just now, don’t think this Old man didn’t see it... Zhang Huainan rubbed his forehead and said in a deep voice, “None left.”
“No, I saw there were still quite a few on that display shelf, weren’t there?”
“Those are poisonous.” Zhang Huainan said with a dark face.
“Alright.” Lu Yibei rolled her eyes.
If you don’t give it, you don’t give it. Why make it sound like you’re tricking a child, saying that if they eat too much XX, they’ll get worms in their stomach?
“Then I’ll take a few bottles, you don’t mind, right? Anyway, the potions in these bottles are gone.”
Zhang Huainan frowned, rubbed his forehead, and sighed three times.
“Take them, take them! Put them away properly, and then quickly come to Zixiao Platform with this Old man.”
Looking at the bottle filled with calamity water shaking in Lu Yibei’s hand, he inexplicably had a sense of déjà vu, like seeing his own naughty child playing with mud mixed with urine.
Annoying, wanted to hit, but felt it was dirty.
Such a good Miss, why is she messing with such dirty things? Don’t know who she learned it from.
—-
Zhenwu Mountain is a place of outstanding people and spiritual energy, and it also has the Da Chunyang Palace, a Spiritual Energy cultivation sect that has existed for nearly a thousand years, giving birth to many powerful Psychic throughout history.
Although among these many powerful Psychic, monster-level figures like Qingji and Zhang Huainan are few and far between.
However, Psychic like Qingxia Zi, Master Bixuzi, and other Elders, who can stand on their own, are as numerous as the stars.
Most of those Psychic had good Spiritual Energy items accompanying them.
However, Spiritual Energy items have their own temperament. If those Psychic could not find someone suitable to inherit their accompanying Spiritual Energy items within their limited lifespan, they would leave them on Zixiao Platform, waiting for destined people to use them.
At the same time, before finding a new Master, these Spiritual Energy items would become part of the massive solidified Spell of Zixiao Platform, enhancing its Power.
This was the last contribution those Senior and wise predecessors could make for future generations before peacefully passing away.
In fact, when the first Abbot of Da Chunyang Palace built Zixiao Platform, it was only to summon thunder and rain to improve the harsh {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} weather around Zhenwu Mountain.
It was difficult to kill urban legend dozens of kilometers away.
Let alone the terrifying ability it possesses now, with a precise strike range radiating half the hemisphere.
However, that wise predecessor knew that his individual strength was limited, so the Zixiao Platform built at that time could only be considered a half-finished product.
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A nearly perfect half-finished product.
Now, nearly a thousand years have passed since that wise predecessor ascended. An astonishing number of Spiritual Energy items have gradually accumulated within Zixiao Platform, and it has “grown” step by step to a terrifying degree, like a sword hanging overhead, deterring villains.
Even so, it is still a half-finished product and has not yet reached its limit.
In a sense, the reason why Psychic can stand on equal footing with urban legend, despite being much fewer in number, is due to this kind of inheritance.
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“I understand, I understand!”
Listening to Zhang Huainan recount the history of Zixiao Platform along the way, Lu Yibei finally couldn’t help but interrupt, “It’s like a game that is only a few GB in size, but has dozens of GB of optimization mods added, bringing the gaming experience to an astonishing level, but it hasn’t reached its limit yet, right?”
“Does it sound like a feeling of ‘a whale falls and everything is born’? It’s awe-inspiring!”
Although she was a rather selfish person, whenever she heard stories of selfless people, she would feel admiration.
“But what about those Spiritual Energy items you mentioned?” Lu Yibei asked, puzzled.
Standing in front of Zixiao Platform, looking around, there were only thirty-six stone pillars engraved with complex Spells, standing like steles under the night sky.
There was no place where such an astonishing number of Spiritual Energy items could be hidden.
Zhang Huainan did not answer Lu Yibei’s question, but just smiled at her meaningfully, then flew up and landed steadily on the altar in the center of Zixiao Platform, activating the Spirit Mark.
Unlike using the Power of Zixiao Platform to break into the God Kingdom of Yagn Nie or perform ultra-long-range strikes, which requires at least one host and thirty-six assistants.
Opening the treasure stored in Zixiao Platform and displaying the miracle accumulated by dozens of generations of effort only requires some “small tricks” that are not to be revealed to outsiders.
As the illusory projection of the Five Qi Heavenly Lord’s Power appeared, Zhang Huainan injected Spiritual Energy into Zixiao Platform.
Then, the earth trembled.
Underground, a rumbling sound came, as if some huge machinery had started operating. freёweɓnovel.com
Amidst the rumbling, dazzling lightning erupted from the tops of the thirty-six stone pillars surrounding the altar. The lightning extended downwards, outlining totems symbolizing the Thirty-Six Generals of the Thunder Department on the stone pillars.
Under the flickering light and shadows, streaks of totems seemed to come to life, pulsating.
And then...
The winding lightning finally fell on the dark and deep Zixiao Platform, which looked like a huge black jade.
A soul-stirring thunderclap suddenly spread, suppressing all other sounds, and the world fell silent.
The next moment, like an illusion, Lu Yibei heard the sound of water.
Like the sound of waves crashing on rocks.
So, the “ocean” really appeared.
Accompanied by thunder and the sound of waves, ripples spread across the pitch-black Zixiao Platform, diffusing outwards from below the central altar, illuminating the entire huge platform in a breath, turning it into an “ocean”.
Lightning and turquoise waves merged in a miraculous way.
The surging, towering arcs of electricity, rising dozens of meters high, were the waves, and the Spiritual Energy items stored in Zixiao Platform were the schools of fish.
The astonishing number of Spiritual Energy items traveled at high speed in the lightning, seemingly chaotic, but in reality, they outlined extremely complex Spells. freewebnøvel.com
In fact, the massive amount of Spiritual Energy items stored within Zixiao Platform might be the reason why Da Chunyang Palace became the primary target of Yagn Nie’s corrosion.
Watching those Spiritual Energy items, Lu Yibei’s eyes flashed with burning light.
With so many Spiritual Energy items, if it weren’t for a special urban legend like Pink Fluffy Rabbit, for other enemies, just throwing them one by one would be enough to kill the enemy, right?
When will my “King’s Treasury” in Hua City reach this scale? Lu Yibei thought.
Just as she was staring at the activated Zixiao Platform, lost in thought and daydreaming, Zhang Huainan sacrificed the Sword Heart and Qin Soul.
Two streams of blue and red light rose from his palm, like two swimming fish, tangled for a while, inseparable, and suddenly collided above him, turning into a brilliant ball of light like colorful glass.
The dazzling light pulsed like a heart.
In an instant, a “Clang!” sound resonated, echoing above Zixiao Platform, like a sword being drawn or a qin string being plucked.
Amidst the buzzing sound, Zhang Huainan’s voice penetrated Lu Yibei’s ears.
“Lu Yibei, focus and calm down, it’s coming!”
Lu Yibei, “???”
What the hell? Don’t say such strange things! What is coming, Old man, can you explain clearly?
A large number of question marks appeared in Lu Yibei’s mind.
Before she could figure out what was coming.
The next moment, a stream of light, controlled by Zhang Huainan, shot out from the Sword Courage and Heart of Qin and hit her between the eyebrows.
As if someone had pushed her forehead hard with a finger, Lu Yibei’s head tilted back, and her pink and white long hair was lifted by the sudden surge of Spiritual Energy, spreading and fluttering behind her.
Her vision blurred, and her consciousness scattered.
For a moment, Lu Yibei felt her soul was shattered like fragile glass by that stream of light, turning into countless fragments, scattered in that “ocean”, drifting with the waves, floating everywhere, and finally swallowed by the approaching schools of fish.
Her vision spun, countless light and shadows flew before her eyes, and in her ears, it was as if thousands of people were speaking at the same time.
Dizzy, breathing heavily.
When Lu Yibei finally adjusted herself a little and looked forward, she was stunned.
Zixiao Platform seemed to have been magnified countless times in those few seconds of her trance. Countless illusions walked out of the lightning, some shaking their heads and chanting poems, some repeatedly introducing a certain Spiritual Energy item, some loudly recounting a past event... each doing their own thing, almost filling the entire carefully chosen area.
Most of the illusions were vague and simple outlines, but it was still possible to roughly distinguish their appearances: ethnic minorities in rough clothing, old men in Confucian robes, women in armor, a plum blossom deer in a Zhongshan suit, a fat cat licking its butt... each one different.
For a moment, Lu Yibei had the illusion of standing in a bustling market, and the people coming and going in the market were from different eras.
At this moment, Zhang Huainan’s voice sounded in her ears again.
“Take your time choosing, no rush, this Old man will wait for you below Zixiao Platform.”
Hearing this, Lu Yibei looked at the illusions for a while, swallowed, and timidly asked them, “Um, hello everyone, may I ask if there is...”
She had only spoken half of her sentence when those illusions all looked at her in unison. Feeling the gaze of countless eyes, her voice stopped abruptly.
First, there was a brief, eerie silence that made her heart pound, and then, as if a hornet’s nest had been poked, a buzzing sound exploded in her ears, and it boiled over.
“...The green curtains are rolled up, revealing the stunning beauty, the dragon sword breaks out of its sheath, the double moons are bright...”
“Five Elements Sun-Moon Hammer, three thousand six hundred and seventy-two catties, want to know more? Back then, Grandpa, with one slash, that demon’s head...”
“Name? Gender? Age? How many houses in the family? Do you have a car...”
“...”
Lu Yibei, “...”
Damn it, wasn’t it about choosing a handy Spiritual Energy item?
Why does it feel like I’ve stumbled into a park’s blind date corner?
How is one supposed to choose?
