thefictionvixens Chapter 421 The Miraculous Soul Tool
Chapter 421 The Miraculous Soul Tool
Chapter 421 The Miraculous Soul Tool
Unlike Ye Nanxiao, who could sense the fluctuations of the soul tool within the white book, Yao Ling crossed his arms and paid no attention to the white book, seeing through the cultivation levels of the disguised old men in front of him at a glance.
"Try to calculate it? Old man, don't blame me for not reminding you, what if you can't figure it out?" The demon spirit kept in mind all the ways to deal with a situation after it was disrupted.
"Young friend, are you unsure? I've been practicing divination for quite some time now, and thanks to the appreciation of fellow Daoists, I've never failed to offer guidance." The big-nosed old man opened his eyes, his long, drooping eyebrows making him look like a genuinely skilled fortune teller.
While speaking, his companions did not forget to create momentum for the big-nosed old man.
"Young man, this is none other than Luo Banxian, a renowned fortune teller! You're lucky to get a free reading!"
Many of the onlookers recognized the big-nosed old man.
Seeing that the other party had stirred up the atmosphere, Ye Nanxiao yawned, exchanged a glance with the demon spirit, and secretly pointed his finger at the book in the big-nosed old man's hand.
The demon immediately understood, and gently pulled down the small glasses on her face to reveal a pair of alluring peach blossom eyes.
"What if we can't figure it out?"
The old men exchanged a knowing glance, surprised that the young man in front of them hadn't been able to suppress his arrogance.
"If you can't figure it out, then all my skills have been wasted. From now on, I'll avoid the places you frequent! On the contrary, if you lose, young man, this place will have to be returned to me, and you'll have to join the divination sect founded by us! You'll be under our supervision!" The big-nosed old man said, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
No matter what kind of fortune teller they are, once they join their school, both the methods of divination and the extraordinary encounters they gain through fortune telling will eventually belong to them!
The demon shook its head, its smile growing even more arrogant. "Old man, you've got a pretty good plan, huh? You won't lose anything whether you win or lose? Are you perhaps planning to gang up on me because I'm new here?"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd quickly realized what was happening.
"Yes, young man, if you lose, you'll have to work for the sect!"
"Losing this means losing face too!"
The old man with the big nose and several other old men around him looked rather grim. Their hands, hidden in their sleeves, were each forming a hand seal, and a small medicine pouch was sewn onto the inside of their sleeves.
Under the stimulation of soul power, the opening of the small medicine packet emitted a hazy yellow glow.
A thin yellow mist spread from the ground, enveloping all the onlookers.
The small packet contained a powder called "Soul-Trapping Powder," which could influence a person's judgment, causing them to subconsciously follow the user's tone of voice.
This powder only has an inducing effect and will not work on Soul Masters with cultivation levels above the third ring. However, those gathered here are all ordinary people.
They worked together to use the Soul-Tempting Powder to manipulate the judgment of the surrounding crowd, making the wind and the will on their side.
Unexpectedly, the method that had always worked before failed today!
Ye Nanxiao leaned leisurely against the flagpole, his eyes full of disdain, a faint blue light flickering in his right palm beneath his black robe.
"They were quite skilled swindlers. They knew the Soul-Tethering Powder was no longer effective, so they stopped immediately."
The old man with the big nose rolled his eyes and noticed the situation around him. He knew that their preparations were useless, so he waved the white book in his hand.
"Hehe, how about it, young friend?"
"Let's begin." The demon rolled up his sleeves, and a gust of wind rose from his palm, sweeping away all the medicinal powder that had settled on the ground.
Having reigned as the king of Xingdou for so long, Yao Ling had dealt with the Demon King quite a bit. Under the influence of the Demon King's various soul skills such as spores, tree powder, and poisonous mist, he had developed a sense of perception that was almost instinctive. The moment the old men made their move, he sensed it.
The reason they didn't expose it was because Ye Nanxiao was interested in the white book in the old man's hand.
Since our strategist is interested, let's play along with these old men!
The old man with the big nose pointed the white book in his hand at the demon spirit. His confidence came entirely from this book, or more accurately, a magical artifact.
"What do you want to calculate, young friend? I'll write down all the answers I come up with in the book," the big-nosed old man laughed.
The demon spirit raised its head, swayed its body, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's calculate my marriage prospects! Let's see how my love life goes!"
Ye Nanxiao glanced at the demon spirit, whose eyes were full of interest.
"Is this guy really entering the sacred season for animals?"
The big-nosed old man made a few hand gestures, pinching his fingers back and forth, and finally muttered a couple of words under his breath. He then pointed his left hand at the white book with a sword-like gesture.
"The method bestowed by our ancestor! Manifest your power!" the big-nosed old man shouted.
With the old man's shout, the white book was opened, each page of which was pure white and had no words on it.
The demon stared at the white book, trying to figure out what kind of treasure it was that could attract the strategist's attention.
A ripple suddenly spread across the blank page, and lines of words appeared to rotate outwards.
"Fate is determined by heaven, destiny is earned by man, but the word 'fate' resides in the heart."
The big-nosed old man shook his head and rattled off a bunch of technical terms, immediately intimidating the onlookers around him.
"Finished calculating? Show me the results?" The demon spirit was very disrespectful, directly interrupting the old man with the big nose's opening remarks.
The old man with the big nose wasn't angry; instead, he turned the white book in his hand toward the demon spirit.
The once pristine white page was suddenly covered with words, the densely packed text clearly not something that had just been written.
"Young friend, if you don't believe me, why don't you ask me a couple more questions?" the big-nosed old man said confidently.
"I see. When can the strategist take me for a foot bath?" the demon spirit asked the white book.
The old man with the big nose was stunned, as were the other old men behind him.
Ye Nanxiao's lips twitched. He realized that the demon spirit was becoming more and more unserious, too much like his former self.
The words that were originally displayed on the page disappeared, and then new words kept appearing, but they quickly disappeared again.
Ye Nanxiao's gaze fell on the big-nosed old man's hand holding the pure white book. He saw the big-nosed old man's right index finger twitch slightly, stroking the spine of the book.
Words kept appearing and disappearing on the page, which made Ye Nanxiao suspect that this was a pre-set answer, and that the book could be controlled to automatically answer the questioner's question.
"These soul tools are quite interesting. I never imagined that there would be such fun things in the era of soul tools a thousand years ago." Ye Nanxiao's eyes were full of curiosity. He really wanted to see the soul tool technology from a thousand years ago, because the soul tools of later generations were basically offensive weapons, and there were few interesting things like these.
"What the hell? Old man, is your soul tool expired?" The demon spirit reached out, and a powerful suction force immediately appeared in his palm.
The old man with the big nose was startled and quickly steadied the book in his hand, but his whole body moved towards the direction of the demon's palm.
Several old men immediately grabbed the big-nosed old man, but even their combined strength could not resist the suction force from the demon's palm.
"Young man! The officials from the government are my honored guests!" the big-nosed old man said hurriedly.
The white book eventually broke free from the big-nosed old man's control and fell into the hands of the demon spirit.
"What the hell?" the demon spirit muttered, flipping through it.
Then the answer automatically appeared on the page: "The thing isn't a thing, it's your heart that's moved."
"Is this just another piece of nonsense literature?" the demon scoffed.
"This is a mathematical book compiled by Luo Banxian, drawing on the strengths of various schools of thought!"
Upon seeing this, the old man with the big nose immediately stepped forward, trying to snatch his item back. "This is a magical treasure that I spent a long time crafting! Give it back to me!"
His talent for deception relies entirely on this magical book; if the book were gone, his status would be gone too!
"Strategist, here you go." The demon tossed the white book to Ye Nanxiao.
Ye Nanxiao took the book and waved his right hand at the old men.
An invisible binding force immediately forced the noisy old men to stand still.
He waved again, and the surrounding crowd, unable to remember what they had come for, slowly dispersed.
The old men's eyes widened in disbelief; they had actually offended a powerful spirit!
"Great Immortal! I'm just a nobody in the martial arts world! I make a living with my mouth! Please spare me!"
One person started wailing, and suddenly everyone started wailing.
The demon snapped its fingers lightly, and black lines covered the mouths of these people.
"Without a connected soul guidance array, it's remarkable that such an ingenious soul guidance device could be created using only relatively primitive carving techniques. There's a reason why the skills of our ancestors were lost. Such a precise structure must have required a considerable amount of time and effort." Ye Nanxiao flipped the book in his hand, and with a gentle pry, the outer cover fell off.
Unlike later works that rely on core magic arrays, the book doesn't show much of a magic array.
Later soul tools relied on the principle that after soul power was injected, the core array would guide the soul power to perform its function, thus enabling them to operate as long as soul power was injected.
A thousand years ago, soul tools were not the main means of attack. They could only be activated by fully driving soul power. Without soul power, they were just a piece of scrap metal, and hidden weapons were no exception.
Ye Nanxiao, as if he had obtained a novel toy, became very playful and kept asking questions about the white book.
Seeing this, the demon knocked the old men unconscious and left them aside.
Anyway, with Ye Nanxiao's soul power concealing the situation, no one noticed that several people had fainted here.
In just a short while, Ye Nanxiao discovered the trick to setting the answer.
"If this thing can work, it can also leave Gu Yuena with some guidance and something to remember her by." Ye Nanxiao had an idea in his mind. This thing in his hand could be like a diary. Once it was set up, it could answer the questions he recorded.
Then Gu Yuena doesn't need to be afraid that Xingdou's development will stagnate after she leaves.
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