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Among many, for the protagonist, falling off a cliff is an opportunity, but how many opportunities are there to stumble upon? Therefore, for those who are not the protagonist, it is best not to try it; otherwise, they might end up like me. With mediocre grades and average height, falling from a rooftop and suffering from a herniated disc is truly a tragic experience!
"Hey, are you okay?" Meng Jiangnu stood by, watching me.
Okay? At such a height, how could I possibly be okay? But in her eyes, perhaps not dying from the fall isn't considered a big deal. No, even if I had died, it wouldn't matter much to this beauty; she must have seen countless deaths. To her, seeing someone die is probably as common as us witnessing a divorce.
"Sister, are you alright?" I asked Meng Jiangnu. I shamelessly called her sister, not because I was particularly charming or good at flirting with girls. Mainly because Meng Jiangnu appeared quite young, and she is from the Qin Dynasty! Calling her sister gives me an advantage over many others! What are Red Boy and those from the Tang Dynasty? If I am Meng Jiangnu's younger brother, then they are all my several generations of great-grandsons! Just thinking about it makes me happy!
However, I know this is just wishful thinking; if I were to reveal it, I could easily be silenced.
Meng Jiangnu's fate should be tied to Fan Xiliang, so I planned to take her to see 'Red Bean Affection.' After all, when a group of people shares a meal, Boss Lady Ah Wan has more experience in this matter. Plus, they are all women; they can share secrets among themselves! Although their ages combined could almost match the five thousand years of Chinese history.
"Tomorrow? Saturday? I have to work," Meng Jiangnu said without any hint of warmth.
"That's fine; I've already asked for your leave. So tomorrow at noon, I'll treat you to lunch!" It's been a while since I've eaten noodles at Landlady's place. Sometimes I crave it when I'm out, but I can't replicate Landlady's perfect Vegetable Soup.
"Okay." Meng Jiangnu responded lightly and then left alone.
If Lin Miaomiao were walking alone this late, I would definitely worry about her safety on the road. But with Meng Jiangnu, I didn't have to worry about that. If it's a person trying to take advantage of my sister, they won't succeed; if it's a ghost, she must have more ways to deal with them than I do.
Having persuaded Meng Jiangnu downstairs felt like completing my mission. Unfortunately, such tasks come with no reward; falling from such a height was in vain. However, luckily I reacted quickly and used Wind Walk in mid-air; otherwise, I would have ended up as dumpling filling.
Stretching my body, I noticed that Meng Jiangnu had already walked far away. I turned and ran towards Lin Miaomiao's villa; I'm really missing my bed!
I had come back briefly before, but neither Red Boy nor Lin Miaomiao was around. After dropping off Pixiu, I hurried back to the rooftop to persuade Meng Jiangnu down; it kept me quite busy!
But why is there a flickering light in the distance? Is it a bonfire party? No way! Why does that figure look as tall as Ultraman?
I slapped my forehead in realization; that figure was Pixiu! That was its manifestation! Could it be that it got into a fight with Red Boy after returning home?
Without hesitation, I activated the Wind Walking Technique and took off into the air. I couldn't let them fight too fiercely; otherwise, if they destroyed someone's house, Red Boy and I would be in big trouble trying to pay for it! But if Pixiu were sold, I wondered if it could buy a house.
As I got closer to the flames, I realized that the fire didn't seem to come from Red Boy. If Red Boy were playing with fire, it would definitely be True Fire. The color of True Fire is a vivid red, but this flame, while more vibrant than ordinary fire, was nowhere near as red as True Fire. It looked like a bright red base with a lot of pink mixed in.
What on earth was happening? I ran towards Lin Miaomiao's villa, filled with questions, only to notice that the enlarged Pixiu wasn't fighting but was actually fleeing. The one chasing Pixiu was none other than the owner of the flames—Wang Ni!
It was actually Wang Ni! I slapped my forehead; it turned out that wasn't fire at all. I almost forgot that my homeroom teacher's magical aura was also red. As long as it wasn't fire, I genuinely feared she might burn down several houses just like she did with the teaching building.
“Ango!” A real flame shot past me. The only person who calls me Ango is Red Boy!
“Hey, what's going on?” With both the Pixiu and Wang Ni far from me, I had to ask Red Boy.
“I just got back too; I don't know, Ango, what is that thing?” Red Boy pointed at the monster.
“It's Pixiu.” I broke into a cold sweat. “This can't go on. How about this: you take care of Wang Ni, and I'll handle Pixiu. Let's get them to stop fighting first.”
“Okay!” Without hesitation, Red Boy leaped into action and transformed into a streak of fire heading towards Wang Ni.
“What is going on?” I stomped my foot and flew towards Pixiu.
I had just managed to talk down a ‘Vengeful Woman’, and now I had to mediate between a monster and a ‘Violent Woman’. If I'm not nominated for the 'Most Busy Person' award next time, I'm not doing this!
As for why I asked Red Boy to stop Wang Ni, it's simple: she's my homeroom teacher. If I offend her, how am I supposed to survive in class?
I took off my Octagonal Taiji, and it seemed like the Taiji Diagram inside was ready for use. Although previously the Taiji Diagram could only be used once, a long time had passed since its last use, so at worst, it would just consume a bit more magical energy.
He removed the Taiji Diagram from the Octagonal Taiji, lifting it above his head with one hand, his feet not slowing down as he charged straight at Pixiu. There was no way; if I relied on my flesh and blood, a single kick from Pixiu could turn me into dumpling wrappers without needing to roll them out.
He landed right in front of Pixiu's head and then tossed the Taiji Diagram like throwing an Indian pancake, perfectly wrapping Pixiu from its waist to its hind legs.
"Retract!" With a change of hand gesture, the Taiji Diagram suddenly shrank back, but Pixiu's current size made it difficult to be restrained by the Taiji Diagram.
"Damn!" He dodged to the side as Red Boy descended, nearly colliding with me head-on, but fortunately, I reacted quickly.
"What happened to you?" I asked Red Boy.
"Cough cough." Red Boy awkwardly cleared his throat twice: "I wasn't paying attention and got pulled back by Sister Wang Ni."
"Wang Ni hit you?" I asked in surprise. Although Wang Ni sometimes liked to cause trouble, this was the first time she had hit her own people.
"Sister Wang Ni seems a bit off," Red Boy said. "She appears to be in a state of madness."
"When is she not in a state of madness?" I exclaimed in frustration.
Let me ask you, how often is Wang Ni normal? It's like having an aunt who's always on her period! So how do we explain this situation? Did Weishenjin raise its price? (Friends, please raise your hands!!!)
"It's fine, Ango, don't worry. I won't fall for it again," Red Boy confidently assured me. "I've got this covered."
"Just take it easy," I said, rubbing my forehead. What is going on? Isn't this infighting among my team? If Red Boy is strong enough, Wang Ni definitely isn't his match, but it's still a problem if my homeroom teacher gets hurt—what terrible luck!
Red Boy charged forward, shaking his palm as the Fire Spear appeared in his hand. True Fire surged up, concentrating all the flames at the tip of the Fire Spear.
I withdrew my gaze and prepared to deal with Pixiu again. Pixiu seemed to be scared out of its wits, desperately trying to escape.
"Damn, it's quite strong!" I muttered, suddenly bringing my hands together. The Taiji Diagram swiftly wrapped around Pixiu's waist, dragging it backward. Pixiu's sharp claws left six deep scratches on the ground. This wasn't asphalt; it was made of bluestone! Bluestone is much harder than asphalt, yet even so, it couldn't escape Pixiu's claws.
"Damn it, this is forcing me!" I released my clasped hands, alternating them left and right. The Taiji Diagram instantly split into two streams, one white and one black, binding Pixiu tightly like two ropes.
"Transform!" Pixiu was not in peak condition now, so it clearly lacked strength. It shrank rapidly like a balloon that had been pricked.
Instead of transforming into a large dog as before, Pixiu kept shrinking until it finally turned into a jade pendant.
What the heck is this situation? Pixiu has turned into a jade pendant? One moment big, the next small—do you think you're expanding and contracting with heat?
I threaded the jade pendant that Pixiu transformed into onto a red string and hung it together with the Octagonal Taiji, then looked up at the empty battlefield.
Red Boy and Wang Ni were engaged in a fierce battle. Wang Ni was surrounded by a crimson aura, which took the shape of a goldfish. With a flick of its tail, the goldfish charged at Red Boy. Red Boy wasn't an easy opponent either; with a swing of his Fire Spear, he split the goldfish's tail in half, causing Wang Ni's goldfish to turn into an oval-shaped mass of energy.
"Niu Hong," (the name I gave Red Boy) "take this!" Suddenly remembering something, I pulled out a Clear Mind Talisman and inserted it into a Flying Sword, sending the Flying Sword flying towards Red Boy.
"How do you use this thing?"
"Infuse your energy into it and then stick it to your forehead."
"But the problem is I can't get close!"
If Red Boy fought with all his might, Wang Ni probably wouldn't last ten rounds. But the issue was that Red Boy didn't dare to go all out, so he was still being suppressed by Wang Ni.
Forget it, I'll do it myself. Transforming the hilt into a form that allows me to fly with the sword, I stepped up and lifted off the ground.
"One stroke for Clarity and Turbidity!
Two upright, from mortal to immortal!
Three strokes to sweep away evil spirits!
Four marks to discern loyalty from treachery!
Five strikes to call out with a shout!
Six strokes to write in alignment!
Seven dots lightly suspended, as calm as water!
Three Pure Edict, command Three Immortals!"
My fingers traced in the air, and a Clear Mind Talisman appeared before me. I was also making progress; after learning to manipulate Divine Power, I finally took the second step in Talismanic Arts—Void Conjuration!
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