Chapter 138: The Spirit Pen Is Also a Spirit

"Ow, ow, ow... don't, don't stop, keep going!"

Feng Xue's cries echoed under the moonlight; inside his body, Seeing Mo Ying carefully manipulated his limbs into the postures he envisioned.

Though Feng Xue possessed astonishing willpower and feared no death, not fearing death did not mean he felt no pain—every movement by Seeing Mo Ying made him grimace in agony.

Seeing Mo Ying listened in heart-stopping dread, each time nearly compelled to stop; she didn't much care whether Feng Xue suffered, but she feared he'd seek revenge once healed.

Yet Feng Xue clearly had no mind for such thoughts—he focused solely on urging Seeing Mo Ying to adjust his body, while activating Body Strengthening Art to rapidly convert the newly formed Nutritive Qi from nanounits into Defensive Qi.

The Five Qi circulate; Defensive Qi arises and blooms—this force, propelled by Primordial Qi, flows through limbs and bones, and the Moving Posture's purpose is to transform this free-flowing energy into orderly movement.

Body Strengthening Art generates Defensive Qi; Moving Posture transports Defensive Qi; as the two sets of movements alternated, Feng Xue once again felt the torrent of warmth surging within him.

Under the nourishment of Defensive Qi, the intense aching gradually subsided; after five cycles, when further repetition yielded no more change, Feng Xue finally ceased his self-torture, slowly entering meditation while gently drawing in Primordial Qi.

…

At dawn, amid another pig-slaughtering scream, Feng Xue completed his new morning ritual; muscles just eased from overnight rest were stretched again, yet with this pain, his perception of internal Qi grew sharper, and Little Xiao Lingdang collected even more data.

After breakfast, Feng Xue replenished the Five Elements Primordial Qi he'd consumed overnight, then came to the bow, where Sara, having separated from Phina, finally exhaled in relief upon seeing him.

"You finally showed up—get rid of that thing right now!"

Hearing Sara's tone laced with resentment, Feng Xue was slightly surprised—it was the first time he'd heard such a humanized remark from Sara outside her fused state.

"Are you afraid of this thing?" Feng Xue, supported by Liu Yunxi, approached the altar and picked up the jade vial still retaining Earth-elemental power.

In the Five Elements, Earth signifies not only nourishment and transformation but also sealing and suppression (the character for "seal" even contains two "earth" radicals, lol); after a night's settling, now detached from its origin's domain and at sunrise, even if its true form were mighty, this avatar could stir no wind or wave.

But Sara clearly didn't understand these divine matters—she merely watched the jade vial warily, glancing at Phina, who dozed nearby.

Compared to Feng Xue's battered state, Phina—with several holes torn through her body—appeared whole and intact; her wounds had not only stopped bleeding but the scabs were already peeling off, a testament to Terra's superhuman physiology.

Yet Sara clearly wasn't inviting Feng Xue to admire Phina's wounds—she circled nervously to Phina's side and sighed:

"She's at her most dangerous stage now—her mental state has improved somewhat, but not fully; her mobility has surged far beyond before. If I hadn't watched her last night, she'd have found dozens of ways to 'accidentally' knock over that bottle!"

"Didn't you say she has a suicide-prevention protocol?" Feng Xue asked idly, snipping paper dolls with scissors; Sara sighed in reply:

"Yes—so when fully catatonic, she's like a robot. But now that she's recovering, she starts exhibiting human behavior—finding loopholes. Even if she'll likely fail, dare you let her try?"

"..." Feng Xue grimaced, fell silent, and withdrew a brush; with his left hand, he activated the 【Wu】 jade tablet to channel power into the ink, then wrote a "moon" character on the paper doll.

When the process ended, the moon character—meant to be black ink—emitted a luminous white glow.

This power was originally used by shamanesses during spirit-summoning rituals to envelop themselves and attract yin spirits, yet it was also a mandatory skill for shamans.

Pulling the wooden stopper from the vial's mouth, the votive force immediately flowed out—sensing something, it slithered like a spirit serpent toward the paper doll.

Feng Xue swiftly resealed the vial, severing the flow; only a tiny strand entered the paper doll.

Empowered by divine force, the doll tried to rise and flee—but upon touching the morning sun, it shrank back in fear.

This was precisely the moment Feng Xue waited for—he seized his Spirit-Controlling Jade Seal, dipped it in cinnabar ink, and stamped a snowflake pattern onto the doll's head; the doll froze instantly.

"Done!" Feng Xue pulled out a ballpoint pen, rolled the paper doll around it, and murmured:

"Spirit of the Pen, Spirit of the Pen, fate has arrived—manifest now!"

Though he skipped the spirit-summoning incantation, it was clearly unnecessary now—he felt the ballpoint pen tremble slightly and immediately asked:

"Spirit of the Pen, Spirit of the Pen, why are you hunting me?"

"@Q#$%@#^%#$&*%^……"

The loosely held pen danced fluidly across the paper, but upon closer look, it wrote only gibberish.

Feng Xue remembered the language barrier and immediately called for Little Xiao Lingdang's external aid.

"Master, she says she wants the 'Moon Serpent' as her body."

Little Xiao Lingdang glanced at the scribbles on the paper and instantly translated; Sara, lying nearby, eager to prove she was more useful than that pre-civilization AI, added:

"Database comparison indicates Mau may be a lunar deity variant from a branch of the Titan Island Chain pantheon, symbolized by the serpent, twin and consort of the Sun; legend says she pitied human frailty, turning her tears into night dew to nourish herbs and cure illness, and taught humans meditation for longevity."

"So that's it—then Yunxi's Yin Body is indeed a perfect vessel for her!" Feng Xue nodded, then asked:

"Spirit of the Pen, Spirit of the Pen, what are your domains?"

Another string of scribbles appeared, but this time Little Xiao Lingdang translated without being asked—

"Moon, Healing, Fate, Fertility, Illusion, Pharmaceutics, Longevity..."

Feng Xue saw the content he sought, yet felt no excitement—calmly he said:

"I'm asking about you, not your true form."

The ballpoint pen fell silent; after a pause, it wrote again—

"Moon, Healing."

"Only those two?" Though he'd expected it, Feng Xue felt slight disappointment—but he didn't dwell; knowing her true form possessed more, he could always return and kill her once strong enough.

Feng Xue steadied his emotions, suppressed the faint despair, and asked again:

"Besides the island where Kuna Village lies, does your true form have other worshippers? Were the villagers' attacks on me ordered by your true form? And what is the formula for Pawa alloy? How is Moon Stone formed?"

(End of Chapter)