Genius in the whole system: The useless young lady dominates the world

She walked up to a sword-shaped magical weapon that gleamed with a cold light and gently touched its blade. Instantly, a chilling and sharp aura rushed towards her, making her shiver. She could feel the powerful force contained within the sword and its thirst for battle.

However, she shook her head; although the sword was powerful, it was not suitable for her.

Next, she came to a mask that exuded an extraordinary aura. It lay quietly on an exquisite wooden frame, surrounded by a faint aura.

She slowly reached out her hand, her fingertips gently touching the delicate and cool surface, as if she could feel a warm power flowing from her fingertips to her heart.

Upon closer inspection, the mask is not a flawless smooth surface; it is engraved with intricate and exquisite runes. These runes intertwine to form subtle arrays, like stars adorning the mask, appearing and disappearing in a daze.

“This is the ‘Thousand-Faced Mask’,” Ling Shu’s voice rang out at the opportune moment.

"It is not only a spiritual artifact, but also a treasure that countless cultivators dream of. Wearing it, you can transform into anything in the world. Whether it is your face, body shape, or even your voice, you can change at will and perfectly blend into any environment, hiding in the formless."

Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Lu Lingxi Yao's eyes. Given her current situation, she needed such an ability to conceal and change. Without the slightest hesitation, she gently picked up the "Thousand Transformations Mask" and put it into her pocket.

After selecting the Thousand-Faced Mask, Lu Lingxi did not stop.

She continued browsing the other magical artifacts in the artifact storehouse, hoping to find a suitable weapon.

Her gaze swept across the artifact storehouse, finally settling on the longsword named Flying Snow.

It hangs quietly in mid-air, its entire body a cool white, like the first snow of a winter morning, pure and elegant.

A five-element bead is inlaid on the hilt, its vibrant colors contrasting sharply with the cold white of the blade, adding to its mystery and nobility.

When Lu Lingxi Yao touched the sword, a familiar feeling arose spontaneously.

In her past life, she also had a longsword named Flying Snow, which accompanied her through countless battles and trials.

The sword resonated with her thoughts, as if it were a part of her body.

Seeing the same sword again now, she couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, as if she were reuniting with her past self.

"You have good taste. You took a liking to it at first glance. This was my master's magical artifact. It's just a pity that it went into a deep sleep after my master passed away."

Ling Shu's voice carried a hint of nostalgia and emotion, making Lu Lingxi even more curious about the origin of the Flying Snow Sword.

She asked softly, her fingers gently stroking the blade, as if she could feel the ancient stories and power contained within it.

"So... this sword is your master's magical weapon?"

Ling Shu nodded and continued, "Yes, the Flying Snow Sword was once one of my master's most beloved magical weapons. It accompanied my master through many trials and tribulations, witnessing his growth and glory. However, after my master disappeared, the Flying Snow Sword also lost its former glory and fell into a deep slumber."

Upon hearing this, Lu Lingxi felt a surge of inexplicable responsibility. She realized that she might be the one chosen by the Flying Snow Sword, the one who could inherit it and make it shine again.

She said solemnly, her eyes firm and bright, "I will cherish it and make it exert its greatest power in my hands."

Upon hearing this, Ling Shu smiled with satisfaction. He knew that Lu Lingxi was a trustworthy master, and she would prove it with her hard work and dedication.

Ling Shu continued, "The Flying Snow Sword is a phantom-grade spiritual weapon. Not only is it incredibly sharp, but it also contains the power of the five elements. It can automatically adjust the attributes of the sword energy according to your cultivation level and needs. Although it is currently only a primary spiritual weapon, it will return to its former strength once your strength improves. I hope you can make good use of it and let it unleash its true power in your hands."

Lu Lingxi nodded; she understood Ling Shu's words.

She gently grasped the hilt of the Flying Snow Sword, and a cool aura instantly flowed into her body, merging with her spiritual power.

She tried to swing the longsword, and saw that the sword light was as white as snow, and the cold light was so intense that it seemed to be able to cut through space and pierce straight into people's hearts.

Suddenly, Ling Shu seemed to have thought of something and excitedly said to her, "Quick! Try using your blood and see if you can wake him up!"

Ling Shu's words struck Lu Lingxi Yao like a bolt of lightning, causing her to abruptly raise her head, her eyes flashing with surprise.

"With my blood?"

"Yes, give it a try!"

Ling Shu urged, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Lu Lingxi guessed that as the guardian of the Kunlun Ring, he might have sensed something, which was why he made such a suggestion. She took a deep breath, gently bit her finger, and a drop of bright red blood dripped onto the blade of the Flying Snow Sword.

As the blood seeped in completely, the entire space seemed to be enveloped by an ancient and powerful force.

Then, the Flying Snow Sword trembled violently, emitting a series of clear and long humming sounds, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, which were awe-inspiring.

The original dull, cold white color on the sword was replaced by a layer of dazzling golden light, radiating light and illuminating the entire artifact storehouse as if it were daytime.

However, when the golden light reached its peak and began to gradually dissipate, the Flying Snow Sword did not return to calm.

Instead, a thin layer of white mist began to spread around it. This mist seemed to contain endless coldness. Just one glance made Lu Lingxi feel a bone-chilling cold spread throughout her body, as if even her soul was about to be frozen.

As a newly initiated Spirit Apprentice, Lu Lingxi Yao was simply unable to withstand this sudden and powerful pressure.

She felt a tightness in her chest, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out, her face instantly turning as pale as paper.

Fortunately, Ling Shu reacted quickly and immediately set up a protective barrier to envelop Lu Lingxi Yao, isolating her from the terrifying pressure released by the Flying Snow Sword.

"Master, are you okay?"

Ling Shu asked with concern, his voice tinged with anxiety.

Lu Lingxi Yao barely managed to steady herself and shook her head, saying, "I'm fine, I was just hit by that force."

She looked up at the Flying Snow Sword shrouded in white mist, her eyes filled with shock.

She could sense that the Flying Snow Sword had become even more powerful and mysterious after this transformation.

Ling Shu said in a deep voice, "It seems that awakening the Flying Snow Sword will not be an easy task."

Just as the two were about to give up, the Flying Snow Sword, which had been buzzing incessantly, suddenly stopped buzzing and vibrating, as if it had sensed Ling Shu's aura, and then transformed into a four or five-year-old boy.

This sudden change left Lu Lingxi speechless; she had never seen a magical artifact transform into human form before.

At this moment, the little boy that the Flying Snow Sword had transformed into had short silver hair, big and bright eyes like two dazzling stars, and a pure smile on his face, making him look exceptionally cute.

The little boy ran happily to Ling Shu and hugged him without hesitation, their affectionate manner making it seem as if they were old friends who had been separated for a long time.

"Ling Shu, it's been a long time!" His clear, childlike voice was filled with joy and excitement.

Ling Shu also revealed a gentle smile. He patted the little boy's back lightly, his eyes full of doting affection.

"Feixue, it's been a long time!"

This scene was both heartwarming and magical. This bond between spirits, which transcended human emotions, deeply moved her, leaving her both surprised and envious.

After catching up with Ling Shu, Fei Xuejian walked up to Lu Lingxi Yao, shook his head, and looked disgusted.

"Tsk tsk tsk, a one-star Spirit Apprentice, the strength is really too weak."

Flying Snow Sword's bluntness made Lu Lingxi Yao feel ashamed. In her lifetime, she had never been so directly disliked by a sword.

But on second thought, Feixuejian's words made sense; her strength was indeed still very weak, and even she herself was not satisfied with it.

Lu Lingxi cleared her throat awkwardly, trying her best to remain calm.

"Cough... You're right, my strength does need improvement. However, I believe that as long as I cultivate diligently, I will become stronger one day."

Feixuejian tilted his head and looked Lu Lingxiyao up and down, seemingly assessing her determination and potential.

After a moment, he nodded, a look of approval on his face.

"Alright, since you're willing to work hard, I won't stand idly by. Although you're still weak, as long as you put in the effort, I, Feixue, will definitely be able to lend you a hand."

His words carried a hint of arrogance, but more than anything, they expressed encouragement and expectations for Lu Lingxi.

Lu Lingxi felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this. She looked at the Flying Snow Sword, her eyes shining with determination.

"I will definitely work hard to cultivate and I won't let you down."

Ling Shu watched this scene from the side and also showed a gratified smile.

Feixue usually appears arrogant and aloof, and has very strict requirements for its master, which is precisely its pride as a phantom-grade spiritual weapon.

Now that he sees Feixue Jian placing high hopes on Lu Lingxi Yao, he believes that Lu Lingxi Yao will live up to expectations and become a true powerhouse.

After saying those words, Feixuejian seemed a little tired. He yawned lightly, a sight that contrasted sharply with his previous transformation into a little boy, making him both cute and somewhat comical.

However, this cuteness did not last long. With a yawn, his body began to blur and eventually turned into a stream of light, returning to the scabbard in Lu Lingxi Yao's hand.

Seeing Lu Lingxi's puzzled expression, Ling Shu patiently explained, "The Flying Snow Sword is not an ordinary spiritual weapon. It is the best among the Illusion-grade spiritual weapons, and can even be said to be the king of spiritual weapons. Although ordinary Illusion-grade spiritual weapons also possess spirituality and can change their form, the Flying Snow Sword is far more than that."

"The Flying Snow Sword was nurtured by our master with his blood and sweat. This profound emotion and power gave it a unique ability—to transform into human form. This not only makes it more versatile in appearance, but also allows it to reach a new level of strength, far surpassing what ordinary illusion-grade spiritual weapons can achieve."

"However, after its master disappeared, the Flying Snow Sword also lost its former glory, and its strength dropped to the initial level. Therefore, its current ability is not enough to support it in human form for too long. But rest assured, this does not mean that it will never recover. As your strength continues to improve, the Flying Snow Sword will gradually sense your changes and slowly restore its power."

"So what you need to do now is to cultivate diligently and improve your strength. Only in this way can the Flying Snow Sword regain its glory."

After hearing Ling Shu's explanation, Lu Lingxi's eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation.

She never imagined that the sword in her hand had such an extraordinary origin and power.

At this moment, she became even more determined in her belief—she must work hard to cultivate and become a strong person.