Chapter 65
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Chapter 65: The Art of Deception
Yuan Qi withdrew his hand and paused before replying, “Celestial maidens are born different. Even I cannot fully grasp the nature of your physique. This power may belong solely to you. As for your Cultivation… I cannot discern it either.” He had initially assumed she was concealing it, but now realized that wasn’t the case.
“Oh…” You You frowned. If even the Divine Clan couldn’t sense her Cultivation, maybe her transmigration caused a System incompatibility? “Can I still learn to use spiritual energy and magic?”
“Certainly.” Yuan Qi nodded warmly. “Though I don’t understand the unique energy within you, it shouldn’t hinder your absorption of spiritual energy. Master it alongside Cultivation Techniques, and your progress will be no different from others.”
“So… I can learn any magic?” she asked eagerly.
“Yes.”
“Just follow the Cultivation Techniques step-by-step?”
“That is the essence of spellcasting,” he confirmed.
You You perked up. “What about sword control? Is it similar?” Flying was essential here—walking everywhere sounded exhausting.
“Noble Lady,” Ling Qi chimed in, “sword control has two approaches. One requires shaping spiritual energy into a blade or using a spiritual tool. Beginners usually start with tools—forming a sword from energy demands extreme precision.”
“Shaping energy into a sword…” You You glanced at Feng Rong, recalling how he’d done it. She tentatively summoned her own spiritual energy.
“Sword control isn’t that hard,” Feng Rong cut in, catching her look. He lifted his chin and cleared his throat. “Just get a proper Spirit Sword. I’ve got a few excellen—”
“Like this?” You You flicked her wrist. A translucent Spirit Sword shimmering with white light materialized before her.
Feng Rong: “…” His half-drawn sword froze mid-motion.
Ling Qi beamed. “The Noble Lady condensed a Spirit Sword on her first try!”
“Your spiritual energy control is remarkable,” Yuan Qi praised.
“Can I fly now?” She eyed the glowing sword. “How far will it go?”
“Speed and distance depend on Cultivation and energy reserves,” Ling Qi explained. “Since this is your first time, you likely won’t go far—”
_Whoosh!_
A blur shot skyward, vanishing beyond the clouds.
Ling Qi: “…”
Feng Rong: “…”
Yuan Qi: “…”
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Meanwhile, a thousand miles away:
You You stared at the unfamiliar town. “Where… is this?”
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The city lacked walls but glowed under a translucent dome etched with golden talismans. Cultivators streamed in—some on foot, most on swords or artifacts.
You You’s heart sank. She’d flown herself into the middle of nowhere.
┌（_）┘
She patted her storage bag, hoping for a Messaging Talisman, but remembered she’d handed all her Spiritual Plants to Ling Qi. Empty-handed, she groaned. Did the immortal cultivation world have emergency hotlines?
“Friend, lost your companions?” A middle-aged man in black robes approached, oozing false warmth. He flashed a jade plaque labeled “Yu Xian.” “Let me escort you to a shop nearby. New spiritual accessories arrived today—they’ll sell out soon!”
He pointed toward a shadowed alley.
You You deadpanned, “Big Brother, does my face scream ‘gullible’? Calling that alley a main street? At least _try_ to be convincing.”
The man’s smile twisted. “Sharp, aren’t you? But you’re mine now!” He flung powder at her face.
You You blinked, wiping the white dust off. “Why throw flour mid-conversation?”
“Impossible!” He gaped at his palm. “Even Nascent Soul cultivators fall to this powder! How—”
_Thud._
He crumpled to the ground.
You You stared. “…Did I just get scammed?”
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