Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

Wei Wuxian was already used to bloodletting and drawing talismans, and now with his endless life-restoring skill, his healing ability was greatly enhanced. He no longer cared about his minor, painless wounds.

Xianzai prioritizes efficiency in getting things done; the faster the better.

Therefore, Feng Che, the "mother hen," was needed to constantly remind and subtly reduce Wei Wuxian's chances of bleeding out.

In the future, when Wei Wuxian nags Zhang Qiling for being disobedient and bleeds him, he will also be met with sharp glares from his family.

He could only watch helplessly as Zhang Qiling appeared expressionless but was actually very resentful, silently grumbling to himself.

≡w≡

And then there's "Big Brother" Black Glasses, who delivers a brilliant finishing blow—you two are evenly matched, if you don't keep an eye on one, he'll drain your health bar!

I'm still blind, I value my life~↗

Zhiyun: It's okay. As a doctor, I will punish (care for) every child who doesn't cherish their body. You, this big kid surnamed Qi, won't escape either! ↗

ψ(｀?′)ψ!

Black Glasses: Danger...

Feng Che handed Wei Wuxian a stack of talisman papers. Wei Wuxian estimated the number, took half of them, folded them together, placed them in his palm, and joined his right index and middle fingers together, only drawing on the top one.

Under Wei Wuxian's guidance, the clear talismanic path flowed like a dragon and a snake, completed in a single stroke from top to bottom, its power penetrating the paper, achieving the effect of drawing ten with one stroke.

This is not only a precise control over spiritual power, but also a profound understanding of the precision of talismans. It is Wei Wuxian's unparalleled talent that no one else can match!

Even when Wei Wuxian had lost all his spiritual power, he could still forcibly alter other people's talismans. Now that he has regained his spiritual power, he is even more powerful, and his talisman techniques can be used in countless creative ways.

As night deepened, the faint glow of spiritual energy mingled with the hidden crimson cinnabar, forming a brand-new vermilion rune. Look closely, and at the top of the rune is a strangely shaped, winding "夷" (Yi) character, exuding an extremely imposing aura! ↗

With a slight turn of his wrist, Wei Wuxian saw the evil energy spreading upwards along his veins, and his heart ached!

Meanwhile, the earnest Xianzai was completely unaware, radiating handsomeness!

With a surge of spiritual energy, several yellow talismans with vermilion runes spontaneously combusted in the air.

Wei Wuxian extended his left hand, catching the slowly falling ash of the talisman. He closed his five fingers, slightly lowered his head, and as he opened them...

He tossed the black talisman ash in his palm toward the rows of paper figures and said in a deep voice, "Wildfire cannot burn it all; the spring breeze will bring it back to life."

As soon as the words were spoken, a sudden gust of cold wind swept through the overgrown courtyard. Rows of paper figures, each one clearly stained with talisman ash, without missing a single one, were seen, all evenly distributed.

The lifelike paper dolls, young ladies and gentlemen, were instantly released from their seals and began to sway left and right, stretching their limbs and whispering amongst themselves.

The only downside was that their faces were "graffitied" by Wei Wuxian and Feng Che.

Some of the paper figures opened their eyes, as if their heads had been torn open, leaving a huge slit that squeezed out the space for the other eye, making them look like one-eyed monsters!

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Some eyes, only briefly mentioned, can only open a little bit, while others cannot open them at all, becoming blind despite their eyes being open!

Surprisingly, they actually managed to gather together in an organized and disciplined manner in the formation, although they weren't very square!

Fortunately, Feng Che had the foresight to prepare a large enough courtyard. Apart from one corner that was blocked by the barrier, they could still make do with the rest of the space and still have half of it free.

Though not living people, they were more like living people than anything else; they were incredibly agile.

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When there are many people, disputes begin, but they are still very friendly, including but not limited to rotating their heads and bodies 360 degrees to curiously look around at who is around them.

Some paper figures, relying on their enormous mouths, would carry their companions from in front of them to behind them, just to get closer to Wei Wuxian and show their faces in front of their "master"...

^v^

In activities like this, there are always one or two unlucky ones who can neither open their eyes nor their mouths, groping around at random as they try to find their way out of Wei Wuxian's presence. Lacking Wei Wuxian's instructions, they're constantly running into obstacles, being pulled and rummaged through by their companions.

They were probably angry, so they poked two holes in their own faces to use as eyes. Although they let in the air, at least they could still be used. Unfortunately, they didn't know their own strength and the holes were too big, so they couldn't tear open their own mouths anymore!

Fortunately, Feng Che had requested a sturdy frame when ordering the custom-made item; otherwise, someone as prone to mishaps would have died before even starting, his head severed, resulting in a painful loss of a member of the team.

(￣y▽￣)~* Cover your mouth and snicker

The little baby is moving his body, doing a stretching exercise, taking advantage of his shorter stature.

He gave a rather embarrassing series of iron punches to a large male paper figure next to him, each one hitting a vital spot, before receiving a sharp rap on the forehead, which broke his spiky ponytail, damaging his image and hurting his self-esteem.

It plunged its head into the gaping maw of a large paper figure behind it, its mouth splitting from the corner of its mouth all the way to the back of its head, hiding its head and refusing to show itself.

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"whee…"

"whee……"

A bizarre face, a chilling laugh that sent shivers down your spine—in this eerie atmosphere, it felt as if countless eyes were secretly watching, and a cold breath was whispering in your ear:

"I've got my eye on you~ Don't let me catch you~"

(*/?＼*)

Even the fearless leader of the Nine Gates, who had seen countless extraordinary people and events, felt a chill run down his spine, his skin crawled, and his body went limp, even inside the barrier.

What's even more exciting is that tonight, Wei Wuxian, unusually emotional, reveals a genuine smile, as he admires his masterpiece, a satisfied grin on his face.

Feng Che, being very perceptive, turned the wheelchair 30 degrees to make it easier for Wei Wuxian to turn his head.

Wei Wuxian hesitated, his voice trembling, as he addressed his elder brothers, sisters, and younger brother from the Nine Gates who had always looked after him:

"What...do you think...of...Xianxian's...surprise...?"

Everyone, including Feng Che, was speechless for a moment.

A surprise? This... is indeed both surprising and delightful! ↗

Upon hearing Wei Wuxian's voice, all the paper figures immediately ceased their commotion and remained frozen in their bizarre poses.

With a whoosh, everyone turned to look in Wei Wuxian's direction, their gazes fixed on the group inside the barrier, sending chills down everyone's spines and causing their brains to shut down!

→_→

The meaning is quite clear—are you surprised?

The timid Qi Tiezui's pupils constricted in fear, his legs trembled so badly he almost fell to the ground, and he clung tightly to Sixth Master's arm to keep from losing his composure.

∑(;°Д°)

The people inside the barrier looked at each other, exchanging glances and declining the offer.

"Ninth Master, don't you call yourself a fortune teller? Tell me!"

"Second Master, isn't A-Xian the closest to you living in the Hong Mansion? Tell me!"

"Eighth Master... never mind, he's forgotten how to speak."

"Sixth Master... please be quiet, he's thinking..."

"Chenpi, are Axian's oranges delicious? You two had a good time, tell me!"

What? You mean the Third Master, who has the same equipment as Wei Wuxian?

He silently lowered his head, a head he never dared to bow. "This wheel is truly a wheel..."

In a flash, their eyes met, and our iron-blooded rose, Huo San Niang, replied with a charming smile and perfectly natural manner.

"We really liked A-Xian's surprise, it was amazing!" Huo San Niang said, glancing at the others.

The meaning is easy to understand—useless men~

The useless men were speechless and dared not argue.

At the same time, I thought: It still has to be Third Sister!

"Yes, yes, I like it, I like it... X7"

Huo Sanniang's keen observation and understanding of men allowed her to see through them once again; at this moment, Wei Wuxian was just a "child."

Their instinctive likes and dislikes are so obvious, how cute! I wonder what they're afraid of?

But they can't be blamed.

Wei Wuxian's skill in hand-drawing talismans tonight is unparalleled in the entire cultivation world; he is someone everyone can only look up to!

Wow! That's awesome!

To put it bluntly, even if a rebellious genius like Wei Wuxian didn't cultivate swordsmanship or demonic arts, but instead grew up alongside Baoshan Sanren and became a combat-oriented talisman cultivator...

In the end, he'll probably be branded a heretic by those lazy, complacent immortal sects and follow in the footsteps of Daoist Yanling.

Wei Wuxian: My grand-uncle whom I've never met before~ I grew up to be you...

*:.? (????people??????).?.:*???

Putting aside the fact that in the minds of the conservative immortal sects, only the way of the sword is orthodox.

—Question: Don't some swordsmen also know how to draw talismans?

Why weren't they completely wiped out?

This is utterly alarmist! ↗

(?▼益▼)

How can they be the same? Other people paint one picture at a time, but this is one picture that's worth ten. It's not just about quantity and speed, but also quality!

One person is worth a thousand troops. Fighting such a person one-on-one is like being ganged up on. First, you have to recruit them, using affection, kindness, and strategy...

Under the guise of "for your own good," they keep people close, recruit them for their own use, turn them into powerful henchmen, and even expand their families, posing no threat whatsoever.

If they still won't listen when all your patience runs out, you'll have to nip it in the bud.

Imagine a young, brilliant cultivator who, upon first emerging from obscurity, is hailed as a genius and is on par with scions of noble families, yet he is weak and inexperienced—a major taboo!

It even has intricate connections with the reclusive Baoshan lineage, attracting countless independent cultivators. Are you afraid?

It has the air of forming its own school, breaking the established pattern, and dividing up the pie of the various immortal sects. How can it not incur hatred?

—If that's all there is to it, wouldn't that just give others ammunition to criticize us?

That's simple. First, extend an olive branch. You're from the Baoshan lineage, aren't you committed to eliminating evil and helping the weak?

The Wen clan was cruel and tyrannical, causing widespread suffering throughout the cultivation world. Newly arrived disciples, full of youthful enthusiasm and unaware of the treacherous nature of humanity, were often the vanguard, relying on petty tricks to succeed.

If they were to die at the hands of the Wen family, they would at least gain the reputation of a lone hero, and the various sects of the immortal realm would use this as a ready-made excuse to continue their attacks on the Wen family!

The blazing sun has set, but it's still alive!

If they're that capable, then they absolutely cannot be allowed to live. Find some trivial matter, find a powerful but useless outcast, and frame them for it.

Spreading threats, damaging reputations, causing widespread panic, and leaving oneself unable to defend oneself.

Σσ? ?°???)° ??

The rogue cultivator argued that being misled by them meant he was an accomplice of a mob.

The scions of powerful families spoke up for him—they simply couldn't see the bigger picture; would these powerful families protect him out of self-interest?

If they keep the money, they'll take the child back to "reflect" and give them face by not pursuing the matter further; if they don't keep the money, the child can go wherever they want.

Small families don't take you seriously at all. If you talk too much, they'll suppress you. When they're too busy to take care of themselves, they'll shut up.

In the end, either the goodness in one's heart cannot be extinguished, leading to internal strife, utter despair, and suicide!

Either you fight back, only to find yourself caught off guard and betrayed by those you were once on good terms with, who may then part ways due to differing opinions.

Is it possible that love can turn into hate, and that one will destroy what they cannot have?

It's possible she'll turn evil and become a yandere, willing to die together?

Ultimately, it led to tragedy, causing grief to loved ones and joy to enemies. In any case, it all boiled down to the death of a "talented person envied by heaven"!

These are all possibilities that Ling Wu analyzed for Wei Wuxian based on the previous unreliable situation in the small world.

All that Ling Wu did boils down to one sentence—it wasn't Xianxian's fault!

(T^T)

Kind children are always forced to bear more, blaming themselves for the mistakes, so that "He" is now...

"Instead of despairing and wasting your own time, go crazy and hurt others"—this rogue tactic has left me in a complete mess!

A mocking remark came from someone far away: "Senior Wei, you've chosen the wrong path~"

...Hahahaha (?w?) Hahahaha...

"He": We must find a chance to get rid of this menace! ↗

(3?)

Wei Wuxian, utterly dejected, said: "Little one, your host has truly come to a complete understanding and is no longer inclined to seek death."

Please stop showing me these heart-wrenching analyses of disasters whenever you have a spare moment, okay? ↘

Ling Wu: Everyone hopes that Wei Wuxian can lessen his past guilt~↗

Wei Wuxian: I know Little One's intentions are good, but Little One, you can hold off on setting off...

Many things can't be solved by rationally analyzing data, okay?

( '??'?)/(???e???)

Ling Wu: Okay, then I won't analyze anymore, I'll listen to Xianxian~

I'll tell Xianxian jokes to cheer him up; maybe that will stop him from having nightmares~

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Little did they know, this subtle avoidance allowed Wei Wuxian's physical wounds to heal completely.

The wounds in my heart can never truly heal; the passage of time can only dilute them, leaving them like a thorn in my heart.

In the dead of night, painful memories will suddenly pierce me.

However, ever since Ling Wu returned and handed the white magnolia in the box to Wei Wuxian, although he didn't open it, he simply kept it by his side.

Wei Wuxian rarely had nightmares anymore, which was a major reason why he was so eager to return to the secluded world of Fusheng!

Whenever Wei Wuxian was immersed in despair and couldn't pull himself out, beautiful memories would slowly surface, leaving Wei Wuxian with a sweet dream.

That was the blessing from elders and parents for their child, hoping that their precious Xianxian could sleep peacefully forever.

Zz?o??(|?[▓▓]

Over time, nurtured by love, even his heart was deceived. Wei Wuxian thought that time had passed and he had accepted everything.

The despair and sorrow of that nightless city are buried deep in my heart and will never resurface. Even if I encounter a similar scene again, and am moved by the sight, I will only sigh, "Things have changed, and people are no longer the same..."

However, in the future, when that moment truly arrived, these suppressed emotions, which could have peacefully accompanied Wei Wuxian throughout his life, were once again overwhelmed by "its" malice!

Wei Wuxian: I thought I had let go, but it was all just wishful thinking...↘

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