Chapter 119: The Ling Shan Ten Wu Inspection Team

“Action figure immortal?”

Xiang Xuanqing glanced at Nv Wa without expression, guessing where she had picked up this term.

Yu Chen Daojun looked at the countless action figures in the Creation Cottage and found them fascinating.

Especially the unique spirits and divine beasts drew Yu Chen Daojun’s gaze.

“How much do your action figures cost?” asked Yu Chen Daojun.

Nv Wa: “Do the Array Immortals prefer action figures with souls, or without?”

“Is there a difference between the two?” Jing Yao Shangzun was curious too; He approached a display case and carefully examined several humanoid figures.

On the left, a small figure had large, bright eyes like a deep lake, an elegant demeanor, and dignified posture; her hair, golden as sunlight, curled slightly from the crown and fell in fine strands around her shoulders down to her slender waist.

Each strand of hair was exquisitely carved, as if gently swaying, dancing with the wind.

The folds and decorative details of her clothing were rich, filled with design from collar to hem, exuding texture, even revealing subtle patterns.

Dudu ~~

One of the action figures stirred.

“Hmm?” Jing Yao Shangzun, seeing this, reached to pick one up for a closer look.

“Hey! Dao friend, don’t touch that recklessly!” Nv Wa cried out.

In the instant Jing Yao was about to touch the figure, a flash of lightning shot through—the elegant, dignified girl figure vanished from the display case.

The next moment, countless golden fissures split the void, and the aura of cosmic laws spread rapidly like a spiderweb.

“The might of Thunder cannot be desecrated.”

A solemn voice echoed through the Creation Cottage; violent golden thunder raged in the void.

The elegant girl stood bathed in thunderlight, her beautiful, electric-charged tresses floating in the air; her deep, lake-like eyes now glacial, her exquisite face radiating boundless authority.

She clasped her hands before her, gently pressing down the rainbow robes formed by lightning, taking no further aggressive action—only wearing an expression of “do not disturb.”

Seeing this, Nv Wa extended her long index finger toward the void; five-colored Creation light burst forth like a auspicious cloud, lifting the elegant girl and guiding her into a scroll.

“Phew, thank goodness!” Nv Wa sighed in relief.

Thank goodness it was only the proper line—if she’d said two more lines… Nv Wa stole a glance at Xiang Xuanqing and the others; they remained calm, neither surprised nor offended.

“So that was the soul-equipped action figure?” Xiang Xuanqing looked around curiously, then smiled at Nv Wa.

That nine-inch figure had indeed displayed an aura swallowing mountains and rivers.

Quite interesting.

“That one was a soulless figure—just designed with extra features to appear more lively,” Nv Wa coughed lightly, masking her embarrassment.

Could she admit that this figure, resembling her slightly, was an early work, notable for having been loaded with so many lines—lines like:

“Hear, insignificant beings, this is the proclamation of Thunder,” “Bask in the glory of Thunder’s might—I shall grant you eternity,” “I am the supreme judge; Thunder tells me today is your end,” “I uphold the faith of Thunder, rescuing you from peril…”—lines unforgettable at first hearing?!

“Let’s talk about other action figures,” Nv Wa snapped her fingers, sealing all her early works into a scroll.

Xiang Xuanqing was curious but asked no further.

Nv Wa continued introducing her creations: “Soulless action figures, in simple terms, lack sentience and spiritual power—like these adorable spirit beasts, and that batch of divine beast transformation figures.”

“And this batch: fictional star deities, various elemental spirits, plant and tree essences, and so on.”

“The main value of soulless figures lies in collection; all these designs are my own, crafted from premium materials.”

“As for additional functions…”

Nv Wa casually picked up a bizarre divine beast figure: it resembled a bag of light, glowing like fire, with six legs and double wings, faceless.

“This divine beast is called Hun Dun; it’s still unfinished, displayed only—not for sale.”

After explaining, Nv Wa continued: “Besides its collectible value, Hun Dun understands music and dance. If a Dao friend likes, you can even refine your own Dao—space, time, for example.”

As she spoke, Nv Wa extended her palm—the Hun Dun divine beast broke free, flying and dancing through the void.

“This is Hun Dun?” Xiang Xuanqing glanced at the divine beast with a strange expression; this form resembled another deity.

“Is there a problem?” Nv Wa tilted her head.

“No.”

Xiang Xuanqing shook his head and asked: “Then what are soul-equipped action figures like?”

“Soul-equipped figures come in several types. The first kind possesses a spiritual body but has not yet been granted sentience.”

Nv Wa picked up a divine general figure, nine inches tall, clad in golden armor, wielding a sword, imposing and fierce. “This figure’s primary purpose is, of course, collection—but I’ve also designed some small functions, such as—Battle Form!”

Nv Wa uttered a command-like incantation.

Golden light flared—the nine-inch general suddenly opened his eyes, transforming into a mighty divine form.

Flowing clouds of golden fire swirled around the cosmos; surging primal energy surged like waves; the golden-armored general’s 365 major acupoints radiated boundless light, like a brilliant world, or countless eternal stars.

“I vow to defend Lady Fenglixi’s glory with my life!”

The general stood tall as a pine, strides like a dragon and tiger, leaning on his sword beside Nv Wa, radiating an aura of mountain-still, ocean-deep authority.

“Eh? Dao soldiers?”

Yu Chen Daojun’s eyes lit up; he studied the golden-armored general—yes, the spiritual body was extremely robust, though lacking full sentience, yet capable of executing simple commands.

It could serve well as a formation Dao soldier—quite useful indeed.

Nv Wa gazed at the golden-armored general and nodded approvingly: “This golden armor was refined from the Way of Protection; there are other forms too.”

Nv Wa pointed to the rows of figures in the display case, listing them like treasures: “This child monk tells stories, this fairy charms, this little mouse finds treasures, this one is the scapegoat, this one warms the bed…”

Xiang Xuanqing and the others nodded repeatedly.

The action figure immortals’ figures were not only beautiful but highly practical.

Truly orthodox!

Xiang Xuanqing sighed.

“Hey—is the Artificer Immortal here?”

At that moment, several figures appeared at the entrance of Sanqing Dian.

Xiang Xuanqing turned to see a female immortal in golden silk robes calling out.

It was the [Chariot Immortal] Xi He, leading a tour group under a banner.

“Ruoxi, who are they?”

His form vanished from the Creation Cottage and reappeared at the shop entrance.

“Ah!”

“Did the Artificer Immortal go visiting?”

Seeing Xiang Xuanqing, Xi He beamed: “These guests are the Wu Shen from Ling Shan. The Barbecue Immortal said they’re a Kaochatuan , visiting Bai Yu Jing.”

“Ling Shan inspection team?”

Xiang Xuanqing looked—this Ling Shan Wu Shen inspection team included men, women, and even children.

More importantly—

Xiang Xuanqing fixed his gaze on the lead Wu woman.

“Dao friend, you are?”

“Artificer Immortal, greetings. I am Wu Pan, one of the Ten Wu of Ling Shan.”

Hou Tu, clad in a priestly robe, smiled warmly at Xiang Xuanqing.

“Dao friend, I’m Wu Peng,” said another Wu Shen, dressed in green robes, handsome and refined, hair like Shunhua , bearing celestial grace, his smile radiating warmth.

“Wu Luo.” Wu Luo was a black-clad youth, expression cool, radiating innate arrogance, rarely speaking.

He seemed to deliberately avoid Xiang Xuanqing, refusing to look at him.

“Wu Luo?”

Xiang Xuanqing studied the black-clad youth closely, a faint smile curling his lips.

Heh, Mo Zu, you’re quite the player.

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PS: There are ten Wu of Ling Shan: Wu Xian, Wu Ji, Wu Pan, Wu Peng, Wu Gu, Wu Zhen, Wu Li, Wu Di, Wu Xie, Wu Luo—through them, all herbs descend. —Shan Hai Jing, Da Huang Xi Jing

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