Chapter 9: Now Is the Time for the Spirit Mouse to Play Its Part!

Su Ping withdrew his gaze from the window and gently extended his right hand.

Bang! As his Dharma Power circulated, an orange-red flame appeared out of thin air in the palm of Su Ping's hand.

Staring at the flame, Su Ping sighed inwardly: "Good news, spells can be successfully cast, and Dharma Power is still effective in this world!"

"However, the Dharma Power consumed in this place cannot be automatically replenished."

"With my current cultivation at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, I will exhaust my Dharma Power after only a few moves here."

"Unless I use Mana Spirit Medicine or meditate to recover by drawing spirit power from Spirit Stones."

"It's just that such a method of recovery is a bit too extravagant for me right now."

With a light flick of his wrist, he extinguished the flame.

Su Ping took out the Red Flame Wood Sword and quickly executed a set of sword moves toward the front.

The sword light left behind streaks of afterimages and the sound of tearing air in the hospital room.

Dozens of cracks even appeared on the wall opposite Su Ping with a swish! "The spell's durability is insufficient, but this extraordinary physical strength, cultivated over twenty years of Immortal cultivation, has been preserved."

"If I encounter others, I still have a huge advantage even without using spells!"

"More importantly, physical strength can be replenished by eating and drinking!"

"After I go back, I can consider the path of a Body Cultivator."

"Possessing Purification Spirit Medicine to aid my cultivation, dual cultivation of spells and body shouldn't be much of a problem!"

"Furthermore!"

"Xiaobai, Xiaohui!"

"Now it's your turn to make this place your home turf!"

Su Ping gave a soft shout. The two Spirit Mice perched on his shoulders received the command and hurriedly stood up. After squeaking twice, they leaped down, then rushed out the door and darted off in different directions!

Su Ping closed his eyes, and the perspectives of the two Spirit Mice, Xiaobai and Xiaohui, appeared in his mind.

As Spirit Mice, Xiaobai and Xiaohui could at least be considered extraordinary species.

Their speed, stamina, and agility were far superior to the rats of Water Blue Star! Plus, since their size was small enough, once he confirmed this area was his hometown, Su Ping decided to let them be his scouting vanguard.

Moreover, as the Spirit Mice moved about.

Su Ping suddenly noticed that Xiaobai and Xiaohui, as Spirit Mice, had actually become the natural kings among the rat population in this area! Sensing Xiaobai and Xiaohui, the rats all took the initiative to lie flat on the ground, motionless, conveying messages of submission that only rats could understand.

"The move to cultivate Spirit Mice was truly the right one!"

Su Ping, sensing this unexpected joy, revealed a smile.

In this hometown devoid of Spirit Qi, his mastery of spells was less than one-tenth of what it once was, and he was in need of any method that could enhance his combat power.

Utilizing Spirit Mice to command the rat swarm as a supplement to his combat power was undoubtedly a good method!

However, there was no rush for this; he would just make a note of it for now!

A few minutes later.

Spirit Mouse Xiaohui had already moved far away from the abandoned hospital, and following the instructions of its master in its mind, it crossed a road and arrived at a residential area.

"Squeak!"

Arriving at an alley, Xiaohui suddenly stopped and let out a cry toward a trash can in the corner of the alley.

Meow? A yellowish stray cat crouching in the Shadow of the Abyss of the trash can walked out, looking somewhat surprised, staring at Spirit Mouse Xiaohui with suspicion and uncertainty.

The mouse before it looked like the rations it often caught to play with, and it smelled like the rations it often used for a snack.

But why, when being stared at by it, did it feel inexplicably panicked?

Meow! The stray cat hated this feeling and simply meowed as it charged toward Xiaohui.

Although Spirit Mouse Xiaohui was extraordinary, it had only evolved for a short time, so it instinctively stopped when it saw the big cat.

Now, seeing the opponent attack, its extraordinary instincts caused it to move in an instant, turning into an afterimage and landing on the face of the pouncing stray cat, striking after the cat had already moved.

Meow-woo! A miserable cry rang out from the alley. Before long, a yellowish stray cat was seen darting out in a panic, its face covered in blood, its eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

And at the entrance of the alley, a middle school student carrying a schoolbag had his mouth open in an 'O' shape, watching everything that had happened in the alley.

"This... the... the little mouse has become a spirit?"

"It actually beat Dahuang away!"

The middle school student muttered as he came back to his senses, wanting to find that magical mouse, but he couldn't see a trace of it anywhere.

Spirit Mouse Xiaohui had already entered the residential complex by this time, and after a few dozen seconds, it found the location Su Ping wanted to find.

A small Taoist temple located within this residential area—East King Temple!

This East King Temple worshipped the East King Father and had a history of several hundred years in this place.

Although it was very small, with only two small halls in the front and back and a few side rooms, it was already considered a cultural landmark of this neighborhood due to its historical and cultural heritage.

Because of this, even though the buildings in the neighborhood had changed back and forth over the past few decades.

The Taoist temple, at least in appearance, was still that same temple! Su Ping had also visited this temple with his parents when he was a child, and he was very interested in the only old practitioner in the temple.

In the heart of the young Su Ping, that old Taoist priest who often helped the elderly in the neighborhood see a doctor and prescribe medicine must have been a highly accomplished master of the Dao! It was a pity that as he grew up, Su Ping secretly ran to find this Taoist priest wanting to learn real skills, only to be told that the cultivation of this era was not what he had imagined! Even if it were true cultivation, it could not cultivate the various supernatural powers of his middle-school fantasies.

Su Ping still pestered the Taoist priest to learn a few moves, but soon gave up because it was hard work and the results were slow.

His dreams shattered, Su Ping decided to study hard, abandon his fantasies, and embrace the Great Dao of science in exchange for a happy life.

Yet, fate played a trick on him.

Now that he had returned, he... was unexpectedly already a true extraordinary Cultivator, the kind that only existed in his fantasies!

Squeak, squeak, squeak! Spirit Mouse Xiaohui snuck into the Taoist temple.

Its mouse eyes scanned the surroundings, and Su Ping, borrowing the other's vision, soon noticed that the Taoist priest standing in the hall was no longer that kind and amiable old practitioner.

Instead, he had been replaced by a Taoist priest with a short beard on his chin, though his face still looked quite young.

At this moment, the hall was already closed, and this Taoist priest was reading a scripture while talking to someone on his headset.

Su Ping let Xiaohui listen in quietly for a while.

It seemed this young Daoist priest was speaking with his fellow disciples, pouring out his grievances about taking over the Daoist temple during this period.

Then, they discussed their insights on cultivation.

Judging by the tone, Su Ping could sense that this young Daoist priest possessed a very strong heart for seeking the Dao.

It was no wonder he could come alone to take over this Daoist temple.

Su Ping remembered that old practitioner mentioning that authentic Daoist priests received no salary; for a small Daoist temple like this, the upper monastery would only allocate some supplies each month to ensure food and drink, plus a small amount of pocket money.

On the other side, Spirit Mouse Xiaobai had also arrived at its destination.

Su Ping's former home in this world.

The old residential building was still there, though it had clearly been renovated both inside and out.

Furthermore, an external elevator had been added to the outer wall to make it easier for the elderly in the building to get in and out.

Su Ping directed Xiaobai to sneak inside, originally intending only to see what his former residence had become.

It climbed to the third floor, then leaped from the outer wall onto the balcony before entering the former residence.

Su Ping saw the room he had originally lived in; it seemed a different family lived there now.

Not to mention that the renovation and layout had completely changed.

Judging by the group photo on the cabinet, it was a grandfather and grandchild living here now? He didn't know if they had bought the place or were renting it. "Things remain, but the people have changed."

Su Ping sighed, then directed Xiaobai to leave this place of memories.

Having not seen anyone familiar, Su Ping did not intend to have any further contact with strangers.

There was no rush to search for them at this moment.

Moreover, before he was strong enough, making contact with those close to him would instead leave him with vulnerabilities! It would also leave the other party in danger! (End of chapter)