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Chapter 53: 53. A fresh way to write a diary

Dongdong pressed her little face, slightly tilted her head, and then looked at the uncle from her mother’s side without a word. But from her clear, eyes, one could discern what she wanted to say—Uncle, aside from using this psychic treasure to sneak peeks at diaries, what else can it do?

This psychic treasure didn’t possess any destructive or intimidating powers; it could only spy from afar and fetch objects through the air.

The former often disconnected on its own during remote spying sessions, and the latter was even more useless since it could only fetch items weighing less than a pound, and it wasn’t even guaranteed to work every time. So far, it had only succeeded twice.

The first time was an accidental success by her Uncle Sword Gentleman, and the second time was done in a huff by her.

One could say it was utterly useless!

Nevertheless, despite its shortcomings, Uncle Sword Gentleman still cherished this psychic treasure that resembled a mirror... because he had found it.

Who among the cultivators in the Jiawu Realm could stumble upon a psychic treasure and gain its recognition?

"Then you keep trying,"

Sword Gentleman said. As fond as he was of the treasure, he knew it was truly of little use.

Then, Sword Gentleman witnessed a scene that astonished him. As his words fell, the mirror-like treasure flew up on its own and landed in Dongdong’s hands.

This was a characteristic of the psychic treasure, nothing surprising. What shocked Sword Gentleman was the change that followed.

The projection from the mirror suddenly solidified, all the scenes within disappeared and at that moment, a petite, jade-like hand reached in. As ripples formed, this small hand quickly retrieved an artifact-refining material.

And this signified that the psychic treasure’s ability to fetch objects through the air had succeeded once more.

"How did you do that?"

Sword Gentleman couldn’t help but ask. After all, it was his psychic treasure, and he had only managed to fetch an object through the air once in nearly twenty years.

Yet this little girl had succeeded twice in a short period!

"Could it be that this thing is really only good for stealing diaries?"

Even Sword Gentleman, who was used to his psychic treasure being practically useless, couldn’t help but feel a bit troubled; suddenly, he noticed that the item Dongdong had retrieved was not a jade slip or anything similar.

"Eh? How comes this time’s diary is recorded on this thing?" he couldn’t help but say, then a bit of flowing light started to gather in his hand.

When the flowing light dissipated, a little jade bottle appeared in his hand.

"Here."

Sword Gentleman tossed it with a flick of his wrist.

"What’s inside this thing?" Dongdong caught the jade bottle.

This place clearly had a "well" shaped layout, with the Daojiang Hall at its core, connecting to various parts of Qitian Pavilion.

After all, the Daoist General was already the third-ranked personage in Qitian Pavilion.

However, even after scrutinizing the entire Qitian Pavilion, Tan Shuchang still couldn’t locate the person who was secretly spying on him.

"Is it my imagination?"

Tan Shuchang thought for a moment, then immediately dismissed the idea.

Because it was impossible for him to have an illusion.

Thus, Tan Shuchang returned to the Supervising Sword Daojiang Hall, and upon this return, he immediately realized he was missing something.

"My diary... has been stolen again?"

Realizing this, Tan Shuchang did not hesitate and immediately invoked a strand of qi that he had managed to cultivate with great difficulty.

This was nurtured from Artifact Refining materials.

And as this strand of qi emerged, Tan Shuchang brought his fingers together as if holding a sword and made a slashing motion.

The flow of qi was severed, not dispersing like ordinary smoke but shattering directly. At this moment, visible to the naked eye, tiny characters flashed continuously within it.

This was Tan Shuchang erasing the diary entries he had written using that strand of qi.

"Is it her?"

"Or could it be that from the very beginning, it wasn’t her?" Tan Shuchang began to ponder, for he hadn’t found any trace of that young girl within Qitian Pavilion; unable to make sense of it, he decided to get back at the other party first.

Straightaway, Tan Shuchang raised his hand to gather his power, reconstituting the dispersed qi.

Then, with a few movements of the qi, it turned into a piece of "white paper," unfolding slowly before Tan Shuchang. This was the marvel of fifty-one years of profound cultivation!

At this time, Tan Shuchang used his finger as a pen and began to write on the strand of qi.

His finger moved swiftly, continuously condensing characters onto this piece of qi "white paper." This also meant that on another side, on those Artifact Refining materials, characters were continuously appearing:

Zixuan Dynasty, Emperor Yi Year, August, the third day.

I think I am smitten.

Shall we be together? I will make you happy, play with you, buy you the food you like, and accompany you in doing anything you wish to do... Did I tell you? Watching this for half a day.

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