30: Communication restored

Chapter 30: Communication Restored

There was no other way; it was just her innate kindness.

And it was in her hometown.

If it were her Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters from the Dojo, they would have abandoned those three clueless youths before the fight even started.

If they encountered a Scroll Master with a bad temper, they might even use them as cannon fodder and eliminate them along the way.

"Huh, why did that unique painting spirit aura disappear?"

During the pursuit, the unique Undead System scroll fluctuation suddenly vanished... At this moment, Wu Xian, in his Incarnation as a chicken knight, was rapidly retreating.

Looking at the Black and White Impermanence in his hand, which had rapidly soared to three stars, his heart bloomed with joy.

Black and White Impermanence

Type: original (gold embroidered edge)

Rank: bronze scroll

painting spirit: ★★★

Spirituality: 39

Innate Traits: Summoning and capturing souls, rewarding good and punishing evil

However, the Mental Energy fluctuation that had just probed him made him subtly uneasy.

He wasn't stupid; this wave of Black and White Impermanence clearly took advantage of others, gaining some BOSS experience by chance.

But heaven and earth bore witness, he truly didn't do it on purpose.

He silently put away the Black and White Impermanence, telling the Chicken King to slow down, pretending to be entangled with nearby monsters.

A moment later, a mahogany coffin flew over.

Upon seeing Wu Xian, the mahogany coffin braked abruptly in mid-air, "Oh~ it's you, Little Boss."

"Senior?" Wu Xian feigned surprise, "You are...?"

"Did you see a Spirit Master with an Undead System scroll?" Xue Lingling analyzed seriously, "Roughly a Rank four cultivation, and their Undead System scroll is at least a three-star silver scroll."

Wu Xian looked bewildered, a perfectly honest person.

"Are you sure you didn't see him?"

"Really didn't."

"That shouldn't be right?" Xue Lingling muttered to herself, "This is the right direction, isn't it?"

Then, she quickly searched, riding on the coffin lid.

Wu Xian's hanging heart finally settled after watching the poisonous woman leave.

Hehe, how clever of me!

He then released the Divine Tiger to continue the charade; anyway, his backpack was full, so killing monsters was no longer important.

However, not long after he chuckled to himself, the familiar mahogany coffin returned.

It circled above Wu Xian's head, its eyes scrutinizing him back and forth, "Tell your Senior Sister the truth, are you sure you haven't seen that person?"

Wu Xian's face darkened, thinking to himself that this woman was indeed poisonous.

"If Senior finds me displeasing, you can just act directly."

There's a saying: explanation is concealment, and offense is the best defense. Never fall into the trap of self-justification.

Facts proved that this move was indeed effective.

Xue Lingling's expression froze, and the suspicion in her eyes clearly dissipated quite a bit, "Little Brother, don't be afraid, your Senior Sister wouldn't go so far as to bully a university student like you."

Although she had some doubts, she mostly thought she was overthinking it.

This young man in front of her looked eighteen or nineteen, clearly a fresh university student who had just become a Spirit Master not long ago.

According to her deductions, the person who had "stolen" a quarter of the [Resentful Mist Spirit] earlier must at least have Rank four Spiritual Qi, plus a high-end scroll of three-star silver scroll or above.

And for ordinary university students, having two or three bronze scrolls was already considered a very high configuration.

"Since that's the case, Senior, could you please stop circling? I'm getting a little dizzy." Wu Xian feigned a wronged expression, his acting so nauseating that even he felt a bit disgusted with himself.

But there was no other way; his fists weren't hard enough right now.

Xue Lingling pouted and smiled, landing lightly, the put-away mahogany coffin scroll falling into her hand.

A three-and-a-half-star silver scroll with a gold border, it made Wu Xian's eyes go wide.

As expected of a Dojo Scroll Master, a scion of a prominent family, even her vehicle was a high-end silver scroll [original].

"I find you quite pleasing to the eye," Xue Lingling said with a hint of laziness, asking casually, "Which university are you from?"

"I haven't started university yet."

"Are you a freshman this year?" Xue Lingling was slightly surprised, "Your family must be well-off, equipping you with three scrolls before you even enroll?"

"It's alright~ it's alright~," Wu Xian chuckled awkwardly, "Um... if there's nothing else, can Junior leave now?"

Xue Lingling was noncommittal, her mind still pondering the mysterious Spirit Master.

Wu Xian rode the Chicken King, departing unhurriedly.

"Wait."

Wu Xian stiffly stopped, a bitter smile secretly forming in his heart.

Was he seen through after all?

"Is there anywhere to eat nearby?" Xue Lingling rubbed her stomach, looking a little annoyed.

Wu Xian was relieved, "There should be one over there, but I'm afraid Senior won't be used to the food, and with things so chaotic right now, the shop might not be operating normally."

"As long as there is one, it's over there, right?"

Xue Lingling understood, quickening her pace towards the direction Wu Xian pointed... After safely returning home, Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

Learning that the Old Master had not yet returned, he couldn't help but worry, not knowing when the Shantytown lockdown would be lifted.

Zhao He and his group also recovered from their initial tension and panic, turning their thoughts to making money.

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Xian returned, a group of people excitedly went out to kill monsters and gather Materials, which was a considerable income for them.

"Little Boss, please make do with this."

Zhao He's wife was a typical poor woman from the Shantytown, with a son and a daughter by her side.

"Thank you, Sister-in-Law."

In the midst of disaster, being able to eat a hot meal was a rare comfort, and his whole being relaxed from the inside out.

Then, under the curious gaze of the two children, he returned to his small room and began to seclude himself for cultivation and improvement.

This wave had collected many high-quality Materials, and he could try to formulate more spiritually rich pigments to enhance the Black and White Impermanence.

After some effort, he unfurled the Black and White Impermanence scroll, picked up his brush, and began to refine and fill in details.

As the Law of the scroll enveloped and operated, the fluctuations emanating from the Black and White Impermanence scroll noticeably increased.

However, the scroll never managed to transform and advance, ultimately only increasing its Spirituality to 57 points.

"As expected, I still need to use higher-grade monster Materials, don't I?"

Alas, high-Rank Materials, aside from throwing money at them, were difficult to obtain at this stage.

He would take it one step at a time.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

The urgent ringing of his phone startled Wu Xian; not just him, but everyone else's phones outside were beeping too.

Looking at the official notification on his phone, Wu Xian was both surprised and delighted.

The notification content was simple and clear: The Dimensional Mirage fluctuations have stabilized, and the city's communication System has been restored. Citizens are urged to remain calm, and subsequent disaster relief efforts will be gradually launched. Please remain calm... Finally, a moment of silence for all victims.

"The signal is back?" Wu Xian only focused on this one key point.

He quickly called his grandfather, Wu Mingchang.

The moment the call connected, Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, "Grandpa, where are you? How are things?"

"Don't worry, Grandpa is fine." Hearing his grandson's voice, the Old Master was clearly much more relaxed, "You be careful over there, don't run around. Grandpa probably can't come back for now."

Wu Xian's heart tightened, "What happened?"

"Don't be nervous," the Old Master quickly explained, a hint of unusualness in his voice, "I just happened to be conscripted by the army and am following the team to help with disaster relief in the city."

"..."

Wu Xian let out a soft breath, understanding.

The Old Master clearly wanted to use this Opportunity to recall some memories of his military career.

Walking out of the room, the families of Zhao He and the others were also overjoyed.

"The Dimensional fluctuations have indeed weakened and stabilized quite a bit."

In the sky, several small mechanical powered airships flew past, bringing some reassurance to the people of the Shantytown.

However, those airships were clearly heading towards the Garbage Disposal Plant.

Just as he was sighing, a group of spirited young men and women came down the street, "Everyone, don't panic. From now on, this area will be taken over by our Xuantian Academy training team.

With us here, everyone is safe."

"Strange, why do I feel like the atmosphere in this place isn't quite right?"