Chapter 202 - 162: Xiang Qi's Thriller

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When the Spirit Boat docked at the shore, Xiang Qi was meditating in the cabin. Although she was also a True Inheritor of the Five Excellences, Burning Gold Valley's standards for recruiting disciples were slightly lower than the other four major sects, and her talent was indeed not as good as Su Junyu's. A second-grade Magic Foundation was a rarity across all of Shenzhou, but within the Five Excellences True Inheritors with an average level of one grade lower, she still belonged to the group that dragged down the average. After Foundation Establishment, the Magic Foundation could not be altered; one could only spend arduous effort in carving and fine-tuning it. If carved properly, a second-grade Magic Foundation still had the hope of being sublimated to the next rank or even to a true first grade. Therefore, Xiang Qi practiced her cultivation more diligently than her fellow disciples. The vibration from the bottom of the boat startled Xiang Qi. She quickly exited her meditative state and walked onto the deck. The snow-covered scenery outside made Xiang Qi pause. She had been to Xinyue Main Temple before, but this was her first time seeing the city sealed by a heavy snowfall. Immediately, news about the war at the Western Border surfaced in her thoughts. The West Sea Dragon King had used the waters of an entire sea to counterattack Shenzhou, causing changes in the weather across half of the land. For Xiang Qi, who had once served as a Security Guardian, this news was not just a message from a distant battlefield. She knew all too well the impact of weather on the common people's lives. Judging from the heavy snow at Xin Mountain, the people of the entire West Continent of Shenzhou must be suffering a great calamity. At this thought, Xiang Qi shook her head vigorously. The influence of the Dragon King's Divine Skills was not something she could counter alone. The peace of the West Continent was maintained by the Security Guardians there; it was better for her not to think too much about it. The girl lightly hopped off the Spirit Boat and made her way towards the Immortal Institute. Here, inside Xinyue Inner City, any Flying Escape Technique was forbidden. The Inner City was not too big but not too small either, so Xiang Qi hurried her steps. She hoped to make it back to the Immortal Institute before nightfall. Today was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Lantern Festival. Cultivators live long lives and don't dwell much on annual festivals, but some customs are generally still observed. The Lantern Festival just happens to be one of the few festivals that cultivators pay some attention to. In ancient times when the Human Clan was first established and the Divine Tao began to prosper, the Lantern Festival was promoted as the birthday of the Supreme Heavenly Gods. In the era when Daoism was at its zenith, the fifteenth day of the first month also became the day when Ancient Immortals passed down the Great Dao. In the eighty-thousand-year history of the Human Clan, except for a few eras when the Demon Path flourished greatly, the tradition of celebrating on the fifteenth day of the first month has never ceased. Even more strangely, the Lantern Festival and the Ghost Festival are also significant dates in the Ancient Demon Clan Civilization. Studies have shown that every year on the fifteenth day of the first month, it was the birthday of the Demon Clan leader Donghuang, during which he would accept the worship of ten thousand demons. On the fifteenth day of the seventh month, Donghuang would bless Shenzhou with a gift known as "Emperor's Liquid," which could cause ordinary animals to undergo Spirit Awakening and Qi Storage to become part of the Demon Clan if they received just a droplet. The reasons behind the uniqueness of this date remain unknown to this day, but the Lantern Festival has come down as a cultural custom and a cultural sediment. Today, Modern Cultivators place great importance on this festival. Unlike mortals who emphasize "reunion," cultivators typically spend this day with fellow Daoists, Daoist Fellows, and companions. It was now approaching evening, and the Cloud Mountain Mist Shield Array above was already displaying layers of colors, with the rosy glow of the twilight rippling under the canopy of the sky. The Immortal Alliance's spectacle for this day was even more magnificent than on New Year's Eve. Xiang Qi looked up at this scene with a nostalgic expression on her face. Last year at this time, she was a Security Guardian in the Central Earth East District, enjoying a visit here with a group of companions at the end of the year. And the one who had taken them, a group of brothers and sisters, out to have fun was none other than Li Ziye. At that thought, Xiang Qi's expression turned somewhat gloomy. Li Ziye sought benevolence and achieved it, ultimately giving his life to fulfill the vow of "wishing to protect the peace of the land." But for her, that battle had become a shadow in her heart, clouding her spirit. To dispel the impact of that incident, Xiang Qi even delayed her Core Formation plans, deciding to undergo a few more years of mortal world training. And when Xiang Qi thought of Li Ziye, she naturally thought of Wang Qi, the youth Li Ziye had desperately saved. Who could have imagined that the boy from the mountain village whom she had encountered by chance would now become the most shining genius in the Immortal Dao? It was said that half a month ago, Ai Changyuan, the heir of the Yuanli Master and prominent figure among the new generation of disciples, had also been defeated by him! Perhaps in another ten years or so, he could surpass me? No, perhaps it won't even take ten years. "I'll find that dead rich guy later and check out the kid together." With that thought in mind, Xiang Qi first headed to the library room behind the Immortal Institute and kicked the door with her foot. The door didn't budge at all and showed no signs of opening; obviously, Su Junyu hadn't returned yet. "How is this guy still not back?" Xiang Qi pondered, "Could it be that his family is forcing him to go on a blind date?" Although she knew it was unlikely, the girl couldn't help but imagine the diehard otaku who always lived in his own world, utterly oblivious to the mood and clueless about women's hearts, being forced to go on a blind date with dead-serious sincerity. Oh, that seems kind of fun! With a schadenfreude smile on her face, Xiang Qi then headed towards Wang Qi's dormitory. Following the principle of "no need to be polite with your own brothers," she still kicked the door open, "Hey, junior brother, I'm here to see you... what the heck are you doing?" At that moment, Xiang Qi was astonished. Wang Qi was sitting at his desk, with several books and even more drafts of paper floating around him as if unaffected by gravity. Wang Qi himself seemed to be writing quickly without intentionally controlling the books and papers. It wasn't until he heard Xiang Qi kicking the door that Wang Qi looked up, his eyes slightly bewildered, "Yo, senior sister... Is it already the 15th today?" Xiang Qi pointed at the levitating books and papers surrounding Wang Qi and asked, "Hold on, you first explain to me how you can do this?" "This?" Wang Qi's thoughts seemed to still be on the problem; it took him a moment to catch on, "These books? Are you talking about this?" Xiang Qi nodded. Wang Qi gestured with his hand, and a book automatically lowered and flew in front of Xiang Qi, then incredibly flipped open to the cover, showing Xiang Qi the paper clip on the cover, "It's just the electromagnetic field from 'Heavenly Song,' what's so surprising about that?" Xiang Qi felt her intelligence was insulted, "Hey, the papers floating around you don't have clips! And this page-turning ability... you're not so idle as to put a clip on every single page of the books, right?" "Take a closer look at the book pages and the foot of those draft papers." Xiang Qi focused her gaze and then noticed that the foot of the book pages were soaked through, and the corners of the drafts floating mid-air were also soaked. "Water molecules are polar molecules, just a little manipulation and you can do this." Seeing how casually Wang Qi was talking, Xiang Qi felt somewhat astonished. Does this guy really know what he's doing? However, Xiang Qi couldn't even maintain her composure on the surface for long. Because she saw what Wang Qi had written on the papers. "Is this actually... a thesis?"

Chapter 202 - 162: Xiang Qi's Thriller

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