Si Qing’s head was spinning.
But the words had already been spoken.
He could only brace himself and declare that he would definitely finish reading.
After that, Si Qing went mad.
Not truly insane, but like a possessed demon, carrying books everywhere he went.
He’d hold a scroll in his left hand, another in his right, and a pile balanced on his head.
No matter who he saw, he’d close his eyes and mutter a recitation.
Soon, in less than half a day, it wasn’t just him who went mad, but everyone else too.
“Actually, I think knowing the basics is enough, there’s no need to memorize everything, right?” An Nuo watched Si Qing, who was frantically reciting, and somewhat awkwardly covered her ears, feeling that he was no longer her son but a buzzing fly.
Shao Feng’s face also turned pale: “Is there any way to skip the memorization step?”
Chen Xi shook her head, also covering her ears, and mouthed: “No, the books Si Qing is reading now are the most basic of basic knowledge.”
Repairing magical artifacts, manufacturing magical artifacts, was far from as simple as imagined.
Qi Yu could be considered well-read.
An Nuo and Shao Feng looked like they were about to cry.
The two of them actually wanted to try and negotiate with Si Qing, to have him go back to his room and hide under the covers to memorize, but they were afraid of dampening his enthusiasm.
So, the couple looked at each other, and after careful deliberation, decided to just let him continue memorizing.
However, to be safe, Si Qing always recited in front of the Fourth Ancestor Dragon, An Nuo, and Shao Feng.
He was deliberately avoiding Jing Xiu, not letting Jing Xiu know he was memorizing knowledge about making magical artifacts.
It wasn’t just him deliberately avoiding Jing Xiu.
The entire South Sea Dragon Palace, from top to bottom, under the secret instructions of An Nuo and Shao Feng, deliberately avoided Jing Xiu.
Because Chen Xi had previously said that she would try to see if she could find the foreign soul within Jing Xiu.
Yan Hua also knew about this. He glanced at Chen Xi: “Can you really do it? Why don’t you let me do it? I’m worried you won’t be able to capture the soul completely, leaving half behind. Jin Yan’s disciple is already foolish, and you’ll just turn her into an idiot.”
Chen Xi looked at Yan Hua, rubbing her hands, her face full of anticipation: “It probably won’t happen, but if you want to replace me, I think that’s quite good too.”
Yan Hua rolled his eyes.
Jin Yan happened to see this scene when he entered.
He took a bite of an apple and asked what they were discussing as he ate.
Yan Hua answered concisely: “Discussing how to extract your disciple’s soul.”
Jin Yan gave a sound of acknowledgement. Regarding Jing Xiu, he was indeed indifferent: “What’s there to research about such a matter? Just bring the person over, hold her down, and grab it out. If that little brat was truly possessed, I’ll expel her from the sect, and she shouldn’t come before me again.”
“What are you doing? If Jing Xiu’s recent unpleasant behavior is due to possession, then this child is innocent,” Chen Xi tried to reason.
“Innocent?” Jin Yan sneered: “To be my disciple, with dragon energy protecting her, and still be possessed? It would be a laughingstock if word got out.”
“It’s not that bad,” Yan Hua looked at Jin Yan: “Not just anyone can possess a dragon. Jing Xiu’s situation is very likely the work of the Thirteenth Heaven.”
Jin Yan remained silent.
Just then, footsteps were suddenly heard from outside the barrier.
Yan Hua thought it was Yu Yuan and pushed the door open to look. He found that the person wandering outside was actually Jing Xiu.
“Lord Yan Hua, is my master inside?” Ling Ruo, wearing Jing Xiu’s shell, looked up at Yan Hua and asked softly: “I want to find my master.”
Yan Hua looked at Jing Xiu, nodded, and while thinking that it was a case of the pillow arriving just as one felt sleepy, he let Jing Xiu in.
Ling Ruo, completely unaware, wearing Jing Xiu’s shell, walked into the room with Yan Hua.
Yan Hua walked behind, watching. When they reached the center of the room, he transformed his five fingers into dragon claws and grabbed towards the back of Jing Xiu’s head, preparing to pull Ling Ruo’s soul out of Jing Xiu’s body.
But unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched her, a strong spiritual light erupted from Jing Xiu’s body.
It instantly repelled Yan Hua’s hand.
Ling Ruo, wearing Jing Xiu’s shell, walked ahead, oblivious to what was happening behind her. Chen Xi and Jin Yan, facing Yan Hua, saw this scene at a glance. On the surface, they remained calm, but their hearts skipped a beat.
What was going on?
The soul couldn’t be extracted.
If they were not sure before whether Jing Xiu was possessed, then with the current situation, they were completely certain that Jing Xiu was possessed, and the soul possessing Jing Xiu was sealed within Jing Xiu’s body by the Thirteenth Heaven.
Otherwise, a normal soul could be extracted with a single grab, and it would be absolutely impossible for spiritual light to rebound.
Moreover, Jing Xiu had no reaction to this, which proved that the possessing soul had not adapted well to Jing Xiu’s body, so she was unaware of what had just happened.
With this thought, Yan Hua’s eyes darkened. After the three of them tricked Ling Ruo, who was hiding in Jing Xiu’s shell, out of the room, their first action was to find Qi Yu and tell him about it.
Upon hearing this, Qi Yu’s expression also became serious: “So, Jing Xiu was indeed possessed? But who could be a soul that the Thirteenth Heaven would help in such a way?”
“It’s not important who that possessing soul is right now,” Yan Hua frowned: “What’s important is that the real Jing Xiu is likely already dead.”
Qi Yu thought for a moment and suddenly suggested: “Since that’s the case, why not let Jing Xiu go to the Thirteenth Heaven with Si Qing as craftsmen?”
“What do you mean?” Yan Hua looked at Qi Yu.