Chapter 22: 22

Chapter 22

Night Charm

Translated by Coke
Edited by Coke

 

It’s not that I want to scream. I really can’t control the commotion in my heart. 

An Xian’s medicine refining had always been about following her heart’s desires while exploiting the situation. Several formulas would quickly form in her mind whenever she had a burst of inspiration. Her hundreds of years of refining medicine had led this quirk to become a card up her sleeve that came out naturally as if the heavens had written it.

 

Strolling out of the smelting studio, An Xian went back to her room to change into a set of clothes, then left the small two-story building and headed towards the depths of the mountain forest. 

 

Around this time, flower friends had already flocked the live broadcast room — eagerly waiting for the release of the new drug. 

 

[It’s almost 11 o’clock, it seems the Leader intends to have a late-night live broadcast again.]

 

[Can everyone guess what type of drug Leader will release this time?]

 

[The Leader’s mind is full of pits and wonders, who knows which one he will fill? Anyway, no matter which pit it is, I will not hesitate to jump in.]

 

…

 

A screen popped up before their eyes right in the middle of the chatter. The countdown to the start of the broadcast began.  

 

The flower friends were roused from their idle chat and straightaway set the screen to a 3D panoramic view. When the countdown concluded, the picture unfolded before their giddy eyes were… a stretch of pitch black.

 

??????

 

The darkness was so dense that no trace of light could be seen. Only the wind’s whirrings gave hints that it was not just a static image. And perhaps, if you look a little closer, you might make the silhouettes of trees swaying along. 

 

At this moment, within the dark picturesque void, a fair hand loomed into view — its slender fingers and delicate skin glowed with a healthy luster of whiteness. Like a piece of art, it instantly took away the attention that should have belonged to the glass bottle resting at the palm’s hollow. 

 

[I feel a little dizzy. Quick hold me!]

 

[The male god stretched out his hand in front of me, but I couldn’t grasp it!]

 

[No matter what you think, I couldn’t resist reaching out. As a result, it was tragically discovered that my hand did not differ from a salted pig’s, in massive contrast to the Leader. This made me confront my hand, crying 55555.]

 

[Hey, you group of nymphos. Shouldn’t you pay attention to the new drugs now? What’s the point of having a tidal wave of orgasms for a mere hand?]

 

The broadcast camera shifted, following the hand ascending slowly and also stopping as the hand aligned right across to the left eye. When the middle finger bent, it gently pressed the bottle’s lid, and a slight mist of water spurted into the eye shortly. 

 

An Xian closed her eyes, and only hazy facial features could be seen in the dim light. After a while, she reopened them — the pupil of her right eye remained black, but the pupil of her left eye gradually morphed from black to amethyst. Brightly lit and clear, like an enchantment whose light dazzled in the night.

 

[Ah ah ah ah ah!!!]

 

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!]

 

[It’s not that I want to scream, I really could not control the uproar in my heart.]

 

[The face of the Leader, coupled with the dazzling glow of the contact lenses, is simply defying the natural order of heaven!]

 

[Leader, the foreplay is nearly done. If this continue, I dread I won’t be able to hold it and shoot early.]

 

[Upstairs is so dirty!]

 

…

 

An Xian lifted her hand. Everyone discovered she had an austere-looking long bow in her left hand and an arrow in her right. She nocked it gently across the bowstring as her legs took a stance, her arms raised and aligned, and her posture squared. Fingers drew back the arrow’s tail, and the bow arched like a full moon, with a pair of eyes sharply looking ahead behind that breathtaking arch. People couldn’t help but hold their breath when they saw such an elegant posture and a profound spirit, like a pine tree still in defense against the harshest wind.

 

The camera rose until it reached a bird’s eye’s view, revealing the geographical surface of nearly a kilometer before everyone’s eyes. However, the sole luminous object was An Xian, holding the bow and arrow. Everywhere and everything else surrounding them was varying depths of black.

 

Does the Leader intend to shoot arrows? On such a pitch-black night? You can’t even see any ghosts beyond ten steps!

 

The arrow shot out like a beam of light piercing through the overwhelming darkness with a “whoosh,” drawing everyone’s attention. It catapulted through for an unknown distance before reaching the end for about 900 meters.

 

Then An Xian moved. She slung the bow over her back, leaped into the air, and dashed off to where the arrow had struck. Light powder dusting was present every ten meters along the arrow’s path. Everyone in the broadcast room gradually discerned the area’s vicinity because of its luminescence.

 

The trees were tightly knit, and the branches resembled curved dragon horns. There appeared to be no openings, not even an aperture, through which a straight line could pass as far as the eyes could see. Despite this, the arrow cruised through with little resistance and arrived at its target. Just what level of vision and skill did that take?

 

The camera chased along the wake of An Xian’s rapid pace, and shortly, it stopped in front of a vigorously grown tree.

 

A cup-shaped ring was fastened to the end of a string suspended from the tree trunk. The body of the ring was completely black. If one were far enough from the ring, no one would be able to notice it was even there at night. An Xian fired the arrow bereft of nasty tricks as it drove into the center accurately from 900 meters. 

 

After focused training, a C-rank or higher mental power enhancer could hit a reasonably obvious target hundreds of meters away without equipment aid. But it was utterly implausible that anyone would pull it off like An Xian, who, during the night’s height, with an ancient bow, drilled an arrow through a tiny ring while it was suspended in the air, camouflaged in the darkness from 900 meters away.

 

Once again, An Xian’s archery astounded everyone.

 

Leaving aside her sublime arm strength and accuracy, it was apparent that the focus of this show was the medicine that could accord the naked eye night vision. 

 

Quiet shortly, the space announced information about the new drug. 

 

Night Charm — a 3-star mid-grade mist-type potion that triples the eyesight and allows the user to see things at night and see spirits. The effect lasts for 15 minutes per use. 

 

What? It lets us see spirits?

 

Initially, everyone had already predicted the effect of this new medicine. The flower friends reckoned they had already been accustomed to seeing the world and thus were unperturbed. However, when they saw the last sentence, they immediately broke into agitation. 

 

[Leader, what does it mean to see a spirit?!]

 

[Is a spirit a ghost?!]

 

[Leader, don’t scare me. I’m still a child, and my mother once told me that there were no ghosts in this world back when I was little.]

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[Be careful, Leader. I reckon a group of experts and scholars will soon barrage to spray you.]

 

[Sure enough, Leader is not a damned immortal.]

 

[What does a spirit look like, leader? Would you kindly elaborate? Let’s prepare ourselves mentally so that nobody is so terrified that they pee themselves.]

 

Since they learned their lesson from the last postscript, everyone had grown a non-negligent attitude toward every word describing the medicines’ qualities. Let alone the contentious “spiritual body,” which had a B-level keyword.

 

“The spiritual body is not always a ghost. Most spiritual bodies I have encountered fall into three categories. One is after a mortal’s death; the soul condenses and does not disperse. It may be because of their obsession that they still linger in the human world. This is commonly referred to as a “ghost,” and another is an enhancer’s spiritual body. When spiritual power exceeds a certain threshold, it can manifest magical abstract objects of reality and condense itself into a spiritual entity. Even after the physical body dies, powerful spiritual entities keep their spiritual consciousness. The spirit of all things comes in third. Everything in this world has a spirit — mountains, rivers, flowers, and trees, as well as birds and beasts… they could all become spiritual bodies.”

 

In fact, there was another type—the spirit of artifacts. An Xian’s furnace cauldron, which she used for medicine refining, possessed an artifact spirit. But the knowledge associated with cultivation was probably incomprehensible to this era’s people; thus, she omitted it. 

 

Yet, her words seemed enough to shake the conventional thinking of the present. Cultivators had vanished for over 1,800 years, and everything in the past appeared to have slipped away, leaving only ostensibly correct but fallacious legends. Nowadays, people believe more in science and spiritual strengthening than in illusory things of the past. 

 

As An Xian viewed it, mental power was a soul power. Back then, cultivators used to cultivate spiritual power first, followed by soul power. The second they broke into the Nascent stage signified their entrance toward the road of cultivation. In this day and age, people were born with both spiritual and soul power, and the former’s purity determined the level of soul power. Despite that, the cultivation of their physical body could not keep up with their soul’s evolution, as they cultivate not their spiritual power but only the soul. 

 

He Lin’s mental power had reached Level S, and his cultivation base had already transcended into the Nascent Soul stage, according to the cultivation stages. On the other hand, his physical form remained essentially mortal because he did not know how to cultivate spiritual power. The gradual imbalance of spiritual and soul power was also to blame for their sporadic mental power.

 

An Xian speculated that perhaps the issue wasn’t that they were unwilling to cultivate. Instead, the spiritual qi between heaven and earth had long since vanished. As a result, the qi in living beings could not be replenished and was concluded as fixed energy.

 

[Leader, does Night Charm truly let people see spiritual bodies?]

 

[What does a ghost look like? Scary or not?]

 

[I can understand the concept of spiritual bodies. But the existence of ghosts and spirits of all things in this world is too far-fetched to believe. Don’t you think it’s merely a product of imagination and artistic processing?]

 

“The spiritual body is not as unfathomable as you think. If you will, you can see it with your own eyes,” An Xian hummed. “A bottle of Night Charm can be used several times. You can find people around you to test it together.”

 

An Xian’s last words struck a bright idea in the people of forming a group to bid for the auction. Though they could not compete with local tyrants head-on and alone, when spirited people joined forces, tyrants may not get a bottle to themselves. 

 

[To hell with its effect, just how could I possibly stream it live?]

 

[Find a ghost to experiment with. Your expression would be the most accurate articulation.]

 

[It’s been ages since I last saw a ghost film; looking forward to your performance. I will cut and edit down your expressions into expression packs circulated widely for people to admire.]

 

[I’m in support with you, upstairs. I’ll wire you a thousand dead coins when that time comes.]

 

[Speaking of which, the Leader has live broadcasted several times already. Have you ever rewarded him?]

 

[. . . ]

 

[. . . ]

 

[. . . ]

 

[_(:зゝ∠)_]

 

[So, despite everything, we prostituted the Leader for an awfully long time…]

 

[Seize and hang ruthlessly. It refers to us all.]

 

[Come to think of it, I have made a lot of money.]

 

…

 

[Your Excellency H rewarded the Leader of Huahua with 99999 Huahua coins.]

 

[Your Excellency H rewarded the Leader of Huahua with 99999 Huahua coins.]

 

[Your Excellency H rewarded the Leader of Huahua with 99999 Huahua coins.]

 

. . .

 

[Your Excellency H rewarded the Leader of Huahua with 999,999 Huahua coins.]

 

Ten consecutive prompts of reward message instantly struck the entire live broadcast room quiet, and its sheer strength had seized the throne.

 

Everyone’s breath got hitched. 

 

[Who graduated from primary school?! Count them quickly! How much are they?!!!]

 

[One, ten, hundred, thousand…]

 

[No need to count further. This top student tells you it’s 999,999 altogether.]

 

[Bullshit! Top student, you say, upstairs? From where? A graduate of a mentally retarded college? Obviously, it is 999,990!]

 

[You are all mistaken. The amount of reward given by the local tyrant was 999,999. So it should add up to 1899990.]

 

[Fuck, I feel dizzy.]

 

[Kowtowing in honor and admiration for the local tyrant!!]

 

[Somehow, it feels as if the local tyrant intends to reserve all the seats for himself. I feel embarrassed to give the 999 I prepared thus…]

 

[My 9999 does nothing but slap me hard.]

 

…

 

He Lin looked at everyone’s sentiments, and a self-satisfied smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

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