Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

In the main hall of the Qin family, there is an exquisitely carved white jade shelf on which lies a black walking stick with dark gold dragon patterns.

It was Qin Zhengwu's walking stick, Longyuan.

After his master Qin Zhengwu entered the cycle of reincarnation, Long Yuan felt a huge emptiness in his heart.

The master-servant contract was broken, leaving him all alone with only a cane.

As a divine artifact forged by the creator god himself, and also the personal staff of the guardian deity of this world, Longyuan holds a very special position.

No one dared to touch him easily; they all treated him as an antique to be worshipped.

People from the Qin family come and go, but no one sits down to chat with him.

The feeling of being left out of reach made Longyuan feel lonely.

He desperately missed the past, those days when he followed Qin Zhengwu.

The owner would wipe it until it shone with a soft cloth every day.

The old man would always be wiping things down while muttering to himself, reminiscing about his first meeting with his wife when he was young, his worries about his granddaughters and grandchildren, and his sons and descendants who left him with regrets.

Those emotions that are not easily shown to others are revealed to him; the two of them are the closest of friends.

But now, the people around him only show him respect.

He was a magnificent treasure, but despite his brilliance, no one paid him any attention.

"Sigh..." The cane trembled slightly, emitting a sigh that only he could hear.

He couldn't bear the loneliness; he longed to be alive again, even if in another form.

Until that day, a skinny boy, as thin as a bean sprout, came to the Qin family.

He stopped curiously beside the white jade shelf and looked up at it.

Long Yuan's divine sense focused.

This child, those eyebrows and eyes!

Although he was young and thin, his features and overall appearance were so similar!

Long Yuan was so excited he almost trembled.

He is the reincarnation of his master!

Xiao Ping'an was attracted by the dark gold dragon patterns running along the Dragon Abyss Staff.

No boy can resist a good stick.

His eyes lit up, clearly showing his delight: "Wow... this dog-head stick is so cool!"

If you cut off the dog's head, it'll look like the Monkey King's golden cudgel!

Xiao Ping'an recalled watching the Monkey King cartoon with Xiao Nianchu in Aunt Youyou's villa.

Long Yuan's excitement faltered upon hearing the little brat's words.

Dog, dog-head stick?

This brat!

In your next life, will you be unable to distinguish between a dog and a dragon?

It gritted its teeth and said, "Hehe, you're quite pretty, little girl."

"Little girl?"

Little Ping'an panicked! He's a boy! A boy! Does this dog-headed stick have bad eyesight?

"Just because someone is pretty doesn't mean they're a girl, okay? I'm a boy!"

"Oh, I am a dragon-headed staff, not a dog-headed stick."

Xiao Ping'an wanted to argue back, but then she suddenly realized what was happening, her eyes widened, and her little mouth opened into an "O" shape.

Pointing at Long Yuan: "Huh? You... you can talk?"

Seeing the little guy's belated realization, Long Yuan felt smug.

"Of course! I am the magic staff! What does it matter if I can talk? I know far more than I do!"

"As expected of the magic staff, that dog head is really cool!"

"..."

From that day on, Xiao Ping'an would come to the main hall of the Qin family to look at the dog-headed staff for a while after finishing his cultivation every day.

He already knew that this was the walking stick of the deceased Qin family patriarch, and no matter how much he liked it, he couldn't touch or take it.

I'm satisfied just to be able to see it.

A child and a cane are bound to bicker.

But this brief bickering session was the happiest time of Longyuan's day.

One day, Xiao Ping'an suddenly stopped coming.

Long Yuan waited for the sun to set several times, but he still couldn't see him. He couldn't help but ask a servant of the Qin family.

But then they received news that Xiao Ping'an had gone to study at the Mud Leg Sect.

The Mud Legs Sect is located in the freezing cold, and there are many abnormal disciples in the sect. Their cultivation methods are also different from ordinary people. Can Xiao Ping'an handle it?

Longyuan grew anxious.

He wanted to go find Xiao Ping'an.

Although it is a magical artifact with a spirit, it cannot move without the master's command.

Unless it transforms.

Thus, Longyuan began to frantically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Finally, three months later, all his hard work paid off, and Longyuan was about to take human form.

"Oh, please make sure he's a really handsome guy!" Long Yuan prayed in his heart.

The spiritual energy fluctuated violently, and the dark gold staff burst forth with dazzling light.

The transformation attracted many members of the Qin family to come and watch.

"The old patriarch's Dragon Abyss Staff has actually taken human form!"

"How exciting! We can actually witness the transformation of a magical artifact!"

"I remember the spirit of the Dragon Abyss Staff was a dog-headed dragon. I wonder what it looks like after it transforms into human form."

Within the light, the staff twisted and deformed, as immense energy converged, ultimately outlining the silhouette of a creature…

The light gradually faded.

"Wow!"

"I rely on!"

"It's amazing!"

Exclamations arose from all around.

Long Yuan proudly puffed out his chest.

He couldn't wait to look down and see his heroic figure after transforming.

Xiao Ping'an likes handsome guys, and he has to be the most handsome one!

The first thing he saw was a male body with well-defined muscles.

not bad!

Look at your biceps, then look at your quadriceps, and then touch your abs.

Not bad!

Long Yuan was satisfied; he really was a handsome guy!

With a flick of his wrist, he donned a black robe.

Although he hadn't seen what his face looked like yet, he felt that, even though they were both wearing black robes, he was definitely a million times more handsome than the golden crow of the creator god.

Because his skin was very white, much whiter than that of the golden crow.

He stood tall and proud, saying, "Please make way."

The Qin family members' eyes remained fixed on his face, their expressions filled with shock.

They obediently split up to the two sides.

Long Yuan strode out with a proud and imposing air.

Feeling the gazes of the crowd still lingering on him, he felt extremely pleased.

Wow, I'm so handsome!

"I'm going to find Xiao Ping'an, don't worry about me," he waved his hand and instructed.

The Qin family members were speechless, unsure how to respond.

Suddenly Qin Ye sprang to attention, grabbed a bamboo hat, and rushed over: "Lord Longyuan, please put this on!"

Long Yuan frowned.

Why wear this?

The next moment, he understood.

He's so handsome, it wouldn't be good if he made someone swoon.

He immediately gave Qin Ye a thumbs up, "Patriarch, you're so thoughtful."

After putting it on, he continued walking out in a dashing manner.

Behind them, everyone suddenly realized what was happening and murmured, "Lord Longyuan looks like this after transforming. It's really exciting."

Exciting, isn't it? Hehe, the visual stimulation from handsome men is quite extraordinary.

"It's a good thing he wore that, otherwise it would have been quite frightening."

Hehe, being too handsome will definitely scare people.

"Lord Longyuan is truly a talented individual."

Indeed, among all the treasures, he claims to be second, and no other treasure dares to claim to be first.

Longyuan felt elated.

Suddenly, another sentence was heard: "Lord Longyuan brought his own stool before transforming, and his own dog head after transforming. How amazing."

hold head high?

What do you mean?

The fact that he came with a stool before transforming means that this spirit could float out and sit on the cane?

What about having a dog's head after transforming?

Long Yuan paused for a moment.

The next instant, his eyes widened in shock.

No way?

He raised his hand and touched his face.

The texture is furry, and the nose is moist.

Further up...

Two pointed ears.

"Ah...!" He let out a terrified roar, and his whole body turned into a whirlwind, sweeping outwards!

Help! Qin Zhengwu!

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For Xiao Ping'an, life in the Mud Leg Sect was both arduous and novel.

He was unwilling to leave the Qin family to come here in the first place. After all, if he left the Qin family, who would supervise those guys who were slacking off and being lazy?

But Aunt Youyou said that the Mud Legs Sect was the sect of Bodhi Patriarch, the place where Sun Wukong studied, so he excitedly ran over.

The results of it.

Liar, Aunt Youyou is a big liar!

After finishing his daily cultivation, Xiao Ping'an, whose whole body ached, loved to do the most to run to the small villa that Qin Youyou had bought on the far north island and watch the animated series "Journey to the West" that he never tired of watching.

Especially when he saw the Monkey King Sun Wukong wielding his golden cudgel to subdue demons, he would always think of the talking dog-headed stick in the main hall of the Qin family.

"If only the dog-headed staff could be like the golden cudgel, able to grow bigger or smaller, and could accompany me on my cultivation and adventures."

Little Ping An rested his chin on his hand, staring at the TV screen with his eyes full of fantasies.

Unfortunately, the dog-headed stick belongs to the old patriarch of the Qin family, so there's no way it will be his turn to use it.

"Sigh..." Xiao Ping'an sighed deeply.

He hasn't been back to the Qin family for a long time. Doghead Stick has no one to talk to. Does he get bored?

Will you feel annoyed by the empty lobby?

That day, Xiao Ping'an had just finished trimming the excess branches and leaves off Xiao Shubao's head when he saw the security guard uncle who guarded the Mud Leg Sect, ah no, the Xuanwu Turtle uncle, slowly paddling over.

"Xiao Ping'an, someone is looking for you outside."

Xiao Ping'an suddenly felt a jolt of fear. Could it be that the real Bodhi Patriarch had come to find him?

Could it be that Aunt Youyou wasn't lying to him, and that this Mud Legs Sect really is the territory of Patriarch Bodhi?

Filled with anticipation and trepidation, he followed Uncle Xuanwu Turtle to the entrance of the sect.

Sure enough, a figure appeared, dressed in an inconspicuous black robe and wearing a large conical hat with the brim pulled low, obscuring the face.

The man had slumped shoulders and exuded a very depressed aura.

Xiao Ping'an looked him up and down, and his initial expectation died down.

How could this be the ethereal and otherworldly Patriarch Bodhi?

He's just an ordinary guy!

Maybe it's the parent of one of the senior disciples from the sect who came looking for someone and made a mistake.

"Sigh, what a disappointment." Xiao Ping'an pouted and turned to leave. He still needed to hurry back and watch an episode of Journey to the West.

But as soon as he turned around, the man in the straw hat strode over and called out, "Little Ping An!"

hold head high?

Is he really here to see him?

Xiao Pingan is confused.

From beneath the straw hat came a somewhat familiar voice, muffled: "Little Ping An! It's...it's me!"

The man seemed to have made a great decision, and with his other hand he suddenly lifted the straw hat off his head!

In an instant, a very peculiar face appeared.

He pointed at him and said, "Don't go!"

Damn! Kobolds!

Xiao Ping'an's eyes widened instantly, and her little mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

Looking at Xiao Ping'an's shocked expression, Long Yuan inwardly groaned, "It's over, I guess I'm being treated like a monster!"

He forced himself to explain, "Little Ping An! Listen to me! I am Long Yuan! The cane in the main hall of the Qin family! I have taken human form! But... but my spiritual power is insufficient, and I am without a master, so my transformation is incomplete, and that's how I ended up like this."

He became increasingly frustrated as he spoke, and his ears drooped down.

"Are you willing to sign a contract with me and become my master? Only with the power of the contract can I transform into a complete human form; otherwise, I might remain this dog-headed appearance for the rest of my life."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Ping'an nervously, afraid that he would see disgust or ridicule on the child's face.

To everyone's surprise, after the initial shock, the light in Xiao Ping'an's eyes did not dim; instead, it grew even brighter!

He circled Longyuan twice, carefully examining the "dog-headed man" from head to toe, then excitedly slapped his thigh and jumped up:

"Kobold! So cool! Seriously! Just like the monkey-headed man and pig-headed man in Journey to the West! They're got the superhero vibe!"

Long Yuan: "...Huh?"

Little Ping An danced with excitement, his eyes shining: "Monkey King has a monkey head, Pigsy has a pig head, and you have a dog head! How cool is that! Much more powerful than those ordinary humanoids!"

Long Yuan was completely dumbfounded.

He had anticipated countless reactions, but he never expected it to be like this.

Fanatical worship?

"You really think... that's handsome?" Long Yuan asked uncertainly, his furry ears involuntarily perking up slightly.

"Of course he's handsome!" Xiao Ping'an nodded vigorously.

Long Yuan finally felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders, and even felt a little elated.

Sure enough, Xiao Ping'an would never dislike her!

He pressed his advantage and quickly stated the most important point:

"Little Ping An, let's sign the contract now! Once the contract is established, I can use your power to transform into a complete human form!"

"Huh? Turn into human form?" The excitement on Xiao Ping'an's face vanished instantly.

He shook his head violently, "No! We can't make a contract!"

Long Yuan was bewildered: "Huh? Why?"

"You have no appreciation skills."

Xiao Ping'an pointed at Long Yuan's dog head: "If we make a contract and he turns into a complete human form, then this—cool dog head—will be gone, right? Wouldn't he just be like those ordinary people? What's the point then?"

Long Yuan: "..."

"If Monkey King didn't have his monkey head, would he still be the Great Sage Equal to Heaven? If Pigsy didn't have his pig head, would he still be Marshal Tianpeng? Neither! So, you can't lose your dog head either. Your dog head is your soul, your unique feature, and your coolest part!"

Long Yuan was dumbfounded. He had considered the possibility of being rejected.

But he never expected that Xiao Ping'an's reason for refusing him was that she couldn't bear to part with his dog head.

"But……"

"No buts, I'll take you to see Journey to the West."

"But."

"Oh, no buts, hehe, right, while no one's around, turn back to your original form and let me play with you."

Long Yuan scratched his head and transformed back into the form of the Long Yuan Staff. Xiao Ping'an grabbed him and, imitating the Great Sage, began to dance wildly.

"Hey! Take this from my old Sun!"

Long Yuan: "But..."

"No buts, show me how to turn back into a kobold."

Long Yuan: "..."

"Can't you make a contract with me?"

"Don't even think about it!"

"No, Ping An, Brother Ping An, I don't want to form a contract with anyone else but you."

"Oh, you like me that much? Thank you. Perfect, you don't need to make any more contracts with anyone. Let's go to the Beast Territory together to find tiger-headed people, chicken-headed people, and stuff like that, and put on a new Journey to the West."

"But……"

"That `s a deal!"

(Finish)

(There probably won't be a rerun.)

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