Chapter 221 Welcome Home (Thank you Chenmeng Liuli for the two loving donations, thank you!)
(Sorry, I got so engrossed in writing yesterday that I probably can't understand how irritable a pregnant woman can be at that time... hahaha, so I've decided not to write about my daily life at Hogwarts School anymore. I'll keep it brief and let Su Yu and the others leave as soon as possible. I don't want to write about the troubles here anymore; I'm afraid my hyperthyroidism will flare up again from all the stress...)
The first day of school was also the day the Hogwarts School elite team was about to set off. The heavy rain last night lasted all night and showed no signs of stopping.
Harry was once again ostracized by the entire school, with only Ron by his side. Even Neville didn't help him because Harry felt that Neville's girlfriend, Parvati, wasn't a good person and was always gossiping.
Su Yu did not go to the Great Hall for breakfast. Instead, he sat in his private room in the Slytherin Common Room, drinking coffee and enjoying the view outside the window.
Kurama yawned, looking like she hadn't slept well last night. In fact, she hadn't slept much at all. Yesterday, when Su Yu and the others weren't paying attention, she slipped away to Ginny's place and went back to Gryffindor's dorm with her. The two of them even sneaked into the Hogwarts School kitchen late at night to steal food.
Unfortunately, Ginny was spotted on the road by Madam Norris, who meowed at her incessantly. This attracted Filch, and Ginny had no choice but to send Kurama to the kitchen by herself while she lured Filch away. Kurama waited in the kitchen all night but didn't see her. Instead, she ate her fill with the Hufflepuff badgers and brought back a lot of sweets for Su Yu and the others in the morning.
"By the way, where did that ungrateful Ginny go? I waited for her in the kitchen all night!"
"Is it possible that she sneaked into the kitchen in the middle of the night and was caught by Mrs. McGonagall?"
Su Yu took a sip of coffee, smacked his lips, and ultimately poured it away; he simply couldn't accept it.
"Wow, how could she be so stupid? How did Mrs. McGonagall manage to catch her like that?"
When Kurama heard that Ginny had been arrested, he grinned from ear to ear, unable to suppress his smile.
"Who knows? In the chat log, she said that she had just turned the corner when she bumped right into Professor McGonagall. She felt pretty unlucky, but thankfully it wasn't Professor Snape or Filch. She was lucky; she only lost points and was then ordered to go back to her dorm immediately."
Daphne flipped through last night's chat history and showed it to Kurama.
Farley and Cassandra soon returned from the Principal's office. Their team to the University of Tokyo had been notified that they were leaving today, so they came to tell those going to pack their bags.
The group going to Gryffindor this time consists of Hermione, Ginny, and Neville.
Ravenclaw includes Olivia, Cho Chang, and Luna.
Slytherin House will have a larger group. Su Yu, the head of the household, will definitely be leading the team. Then, Farley, Cassandra, and Daphne will definitely be going. Next will be Malfoy and his two henchmen, Blaise and Theodore, and Pansy and Callis.
So, this special team heading to the University of Tokyo consists of seventeen people. They will take a Thestral carriage to the airport, where they will meet up with Grindelwald and Isolde, who are waiting for them, and then fly there. It's that simple and unpretentious. The reasons are as follows: First, Hogwarts School doesn't need to show off its strength; their name is strength itself. Second, they don't need accommodation; Wood Release solves everything. Finally, and most importantly, they are going to more than one or two places, and it would be very inconvenient to use a large mode of transportation.
By the time Su Yu finished packing and brought the Slytherin students to the Great Hall, it was almost noon. Well, girls take longer to pack, don't you think, young master Malfoy?
He almost emptied the Slytherin Common Room, even nearly removing the glass blocking Black Lake, acting like he was going to live a good life and didn't care about anyone else's life or death. If Blaise hadn't pulled him out, he would still be digging the floorboards inside.
When Su Yu and the others came up, Hermione and the others had already packed their things and were waiting for them in the Great Hall. Gryffindor had a lot of classes today, so Harry and the others didn't have time to see them off. Although they wanted to skip class to see them off, unfortunately, skipping class on the first day of school would make them stand out from all the teachers.
Su Yu counted the number of people and, finding that everyone had arrived, led them to Dumbledore's office. Although Grindelwald had suggested they take a Thestral carriage, Su Yu didn't want to spend several hours in a carriage again; the Flying Network was much faster.
So, where is the closest place to Farnborough Airport?
Harry is probably the most qualified to speak on this, since his uncle The Dursleys are only about 20 kilometers from the airport. With a loud bang, the fireplace in the Dursleys ' house was blown open again. Amidst the screams of Harry's aunt and uncle, Su Yu led the entire special team to Privet Drive. Outside the window, Carson, the butler, had already parked his convoy on both sides of the road.
"Thank you so much, Uncle Dursley. Thank you for your generosity. May God bless you."
Su Yu greeted the two people who were still trembling with fright as they clung to each other, then got into the car and drove away.
"I'm going to report them! What right do they have! I'm going to tear this fireplace down completely!"
Uncle Vernon's angry roar echoed behind the convoy, but Su Yu paid him no heed; he just wanted to tease The Dursleys, nothing more.
Wow! This plane is so beautiful!
Farnborough Airport officially transformed into a pure business and private aviation base in 1994, specifically to provide services for private aircraft.
The aircraft in front of Malfoy is the Su Family's Boeing 747-200 SP VVIP double-decker private jet, representing the top-tier wealth of the Su Family, a family with a history spanning thousands of years.
Inside, there's a huge round-table dining room, a bedroom, a meeting room, a lounge, an entertainment room, and several small wizards. It was the first time I'd directly experienced the power of Muggle's technology.
Grindelwald and Isolde were already waiting for them on the plane. However, to Su Yu's surprise, Fleur was also there. Leaving her alone at Hogwarts School, where she was unfamiliar with the place, Isolde decided to bring her along as well.
This flight takes 13 hours, and the destination is Guangzhou. After all, Shanghai's Pudong Airport was only built in 1999. In 1995, there was only Hongqiao Airport, which did not allow such a large plane to land, so they could only land in Guangzhou.
"Welcome home, little one."
Chapter 222 Lingnuo Lü Mansion (Thanks to Dream's Mistake for the little flower, thank you)
Zhang Qinwan stood on the remote tarmac on the west side of the airport, her long hair tied in a ponytail, her cheongsam swaying gracefully, telling a story of time.
Seeing Su Yu step out of the cabin, she smiled gently, like a pale white pear blossom.
"Welcome home, little one."
"Auntie! I've missed you so much!"
Cho Chang appeared like a fragrant breeze from behind Su Yu, rushed forward and hugged Zhang Qinwan tightly, rubbing her little face against her. Zhang Qinwan gently patted her head.
"You're such a grown-up, yet you're still so clingy. You've been spoiled by Su Yu for so long."
"No way! Su Yu is such a bad guy! Tenten just bullies me!"
Cho Chang was enjoying his aunt's caresses when he immediately started complaining to her, which shocked Su Yu. "When have I ever bullied you? Speak honestly!"
Seeing Su Yu's anxious attempt to explain, Zhang Qinwan smiled again, "Alright, you're making a fuss as soon as you get back. Hurry up and get in the car. I've already booked a hotel. You can make do for the night and get some rest."
A black bus stopped behind her. Farley Cassandra and the other girls were still a little nervous. After carefully greeting Zhang Qinwan, they quickly boarded the bus. Zhang Qinwan greeted them gently, but her delicate hand on Su Yu's waist pinched him hard.
"Are you really your father's biological son? Aside from being good-looking, your personalities are completely different. You're just a womanizer..."
After everyone else got into the car, Zhang Qinwan rolled her eyes at Su Yu and sighed. If only her father had half of his abilities, that would be great. But even a fifth of his abilities would be fine. She wasn't as open-minded as the younger generation.
"Stepmother...why are you criticizing me as soon as I get back? I was just trying to make the Su Family famous..."
Goodness, the word "stepmother" made Zhang Qinwan overjoyed. Seeing his aggrieved look, he gently tapped his head, then picked up Kurama and got into the car with a smile on his face like a little girl.
Guangzhou has a wide variety of delicious food. It was probably the first time that young master Malfoy and his friends had eaten at a restaurant in Muggle. They looked like they had never seen anything like it before, touching and looking at everything.
The restaurant offered a variety of dishes, including roasted three-layered black-haired pork char siu, a platter of braised pork feet and wings, deep-sea conch slices, caviar coral flower jelly, and bald-headed cold dishes. This made the British Londoners, who were used to fish and chips and various pies, feel like they had entered paradise. They couldn't even imagine that the University of the East could have such a rich and abundant diet.
Kurama had already jumped from Zhang Qinwan's arms onto the table and started showing off wildly, while Su Yu helplessly rubbed his forehead.
" Kurama, girls aren't allowed to eat at the table at the University of Tokyo..."
"Um... is a guy okay?"
Young Master Malfoy had only been learning Tokyo University's language for a few months when he heard Su Yu's words. He naively thought that male students at Tokyo University had such a high status that they could even sit at the table to eat.
"You can't even shut up while eating. Just eat your food. What are you thinking? Neither men nor women can eat at the table." Pansy forked a piece of char siu and stuffed it into Malfoy's mouth, almost making him choke.
The chicken in Guangzhou is famously delicious. Just look at Kurama's expression; you can tell how delicious it is. If Zhang Qinwan hadn't been holding her back, Kurama would have eaten right there on the plate. After all, the rule that girls can't eat at the table is useless to her. She's just a fox. Where else would a fox be if not at the dining table, right?
"That's like turning you into a dish..." Su Yu twitched her lips, completely speechless.
Kurama didn't care. She was now the only oddball on the table who was spinning around with the table. Yes, she wasn't satisfied with the food, so she got on the rotating tray and started spinning with it. However, she soon started to feel dizzy and kept saying that the food was poisoned. Su Yu grabbed her and spanked her before she finally behaved.
Everyone thoroughly enjoyed the meal at the banquet. Zhang Qinwan even booked an entire floor of rooms in the hotel so that Su Yu and the others could get a good rest that night.
"Let's get some rest today. Tomorrow we'll head to our first stop, Lingnuo Lü Mansion in Fujian Province."
Grindelwald stood in front of the map, his handsome suit and flowing white hair giving off a "Ferrari is still Ferrari even in its old age" vibe.
"Huh? This is only the first day, and we're leaving tomorrow to start the exchange? I haven't had enough to eat yet..."
Callis pouted, clearly annoyed. Grindelwald didn't even glance at her; her every thought was written all over her face. She just hadn't had enough fun yet and wanted to stay a few more days, but the cultivators' headquarters in the capital had already arranged the itinerary, so there was nothing she could do.
So, there was no other way. Early the next morning, everyone took a bus to the Yangcheng Cultivator Branch. They were going to use the teleportation array to get to the Fucheng Branch directly from there. Zhang Qinwan, as an accompanying person, naturally had to go with them.
"Wow, Chief, the teleportation array at your University of Tokyo is really convenient! This place is huge..."
The Great Hall of the Guangzhou branch is surrounded by ancient trees, each one incredibly large. People come and go, and there are even quite a few spirits and monsters.
"This is my first time here too, and it's bigger than I imagined..."
After a simple handover process, the staff led them to the teleportation array. More than 20 people stood on a small disc, and with a whoosh, they arrived in Fucheng.
"Welcome to Fucheng, everyone. I am your receptionist for today. Just call me Wang."
A chubby middle-aged man was waiting for them with a grin next to the teleportation array. After Su Yu and the others landed, he quickly spoke up.
Lingnuo Lü Mansion is located on a cliff near the sea in Lianjiang County, Fucheng. It is not very large, but it has the oldest heritage.
"Chief, what exactly is Nuo dance?"
On the way up the mountain, Callis asked Su Yu curiously.
"Nuowu? How do you explain it? You can simply understand it as a kind of shamanistic dance."
Su Yu wasn't quite sure either. He had only seen Nuo opera, which was performed in various parts of the country. He hadn't understood it before, but it seemed similar to shamanistic rituals, like those used for praying for good weather, peace, and warding off evil.
"What kind of shamanistic ritual is this..."
Zhang Qinwan gave Su Yu a slap. She was accusing someone of being a shaman on their own turf, and she didn't want to be kicked out of the temple on her very first stop.
" Lingnuo Lü Mansion is one of the oldest exorcism sects in the cultivation world. It originated from the fusion and inheritance of ancient shamanistic culture and Lushan sect magic. It takes Nuo dance as the core of cultivation, Nuo mask as the power carrier, and passes down the art of exorcising evil spirits and epidemics and subduing demons through generations."
Seeing Callis's puzzled look, Zhang Qinwan continued.
"They use Nuo dance to draw upon the energy of heaven and earth, and Nuo masks to carry the power of the gods. They do not rely on magic wands or chant incantations; all their power comes from the masks and the dance steps."
"The power of masks? Can dancing kill?"
Chapter 223 Welcome Ceremony (Thanks to Dream's Mistake for sending three messages of love and support, thank you)
"It's not that dancing can kill, nor is it the power of masks. How should I put it? Nuo dance and Nuo masks are essentially a manifestation of power, using the power of prayer. The stronger a person's belief and the more people pray, the stronger its power becomes. This is somewhat different from the Shu Huanmian Sect in Sichuan Province, which emphasizes performance. The more realistic your performance, the stronger your power will be. But both are derivatives of Nuo culture."
" The masks of Lingnuo Lü Mansion are divided into four categories: righteous gods, evil gods, secular people, and animals. You will understand this later. Their usual practice is to master these masks, to enter the Tao through dance, and to carry the gods through the masks. The more ordinary masks one can master, the stronger one's power will be. The legendary He Tian Nuo could master all the masks, including those of the righteous gods. Unfortunately, such a genius has not appeared for a long time."
Hermione absorbed the knowledge here voraciously. She found the University of Tokyo incredibly interesting; its systems were so diverse, comparable to those in Europe. The Ministry of Magic is completely different; they only use wands to unleash magic, while the University of Tokyo uses all sorts of things.
"Is the dancing ritual the same as the one you did on the map of mountains and seas last time?"
"You could say it's all part of the culture... but their place is the professional one. I was just having Harry perform a shamanistic ritual. Actually, the Weasley Twins don't need to keep kowtowing. Don't tell them any of this..."
Su Yu winked at Hermione, which made Hermione and Ginny burst into laughter.
The welcome party hosted by Lingnuo Lü Mansion for Su Yu and his group was truly breathtaking. As Su Yu and his entourage pushed open the gate and entered the Taoist temple, a huge fire suddenly broke out in the center of the courtyard, illuminating the entire night sky.
The surrounding mountains and forests were completely silent, with only the flickering candle on the incense table casting long, distorted shadows of the Nuogong and Nuomu statues.
Dozens of camphor wood Nuo masks were neatly arranged against the wall, their deep-set eye sockets outlined in cinnabar and their fangs covered in years of black ash. They stared silently at the Su Yu group at the door, like a group of dormant, yet-to-awaken Yin spirits.
A thick layer of paper money ashes covered the bluestone slabs, and the thick smoke from incense lingered and drifted on the ground, pressing down on people's chests and making them feel suffocated.
The dull, rumbling sound of the cowhide drum suddenly erupted without warning, startling Ginny and the other girls who screamed and hid behind Su Yu, only their heads peeking out. The drumbeats came one after another, slow and agonizing, interspersed with the cold, crisp clinking of cymbals, sending chills down everyone's spines.
The master of the altar wore a faded dark red robe, his face hidden in the shadow of his towering crown. He played a long, mournful tune on his ox horn, the sound swirling around the roof beams, indistinguishable as a human voice or the wailing of a ghost.
Eight dark figures slowly emerged from the wooden doors on both sides. Each of them wore a heavy wooden Nuo mask, with black gauze curtains hanging from the edges of the masks, completely covering their necks, making it impossible to see any sign of life.
The masks, with their blue faces, fangs, and fierce eyes, gleamed with a dark, wooden sheen in the flickering candlelight; none of them possessed the gentleness one would expect from a living person.
They wore old, gray-black cloth robes, with faded red ropes tied around their waists, and tightly gripped blackened peach wood cudgels in their hands. Their steps were slow and stiff, unlike the way ordinary people walk, as if they were puppets being pulled by invisible threads.
The group began to take the steps of Yu, their feet landing heavily and silently, without a sound, except for the dull thud of sticks striking the stone slabs. They spun around in pairs, their wide robes sweeping across the incense ash on the ground, stirring up the thick smoke and cutting their figures into fragments. Their masks remained facing the incense table, their empty eye sockets seemingly spying on the filth wandering around them in the dark.
The gongs and drums suddenly quickened, and a dancer wearing a demon mask stepped out of the formation, slamming his baggage heavily on the ground. He uttered a low, obscure ancient incantation from his throat, his voice hoarse and dry, unlike any human voice.
The other dancers then changed formations, circling the incense table in layers, their shadows overlapping and intertwining, creating the illusion of several non-existent phantoms at first glance.
In the center of the courtyard, a pile of red-hot charcoal embers flickered. The dancer stepped barefoot into the sea of fire, the scorching heat hitting her face and sparks flying from her feet, yet not a single cry of pain could be heard.
The wooden doors on both sides creaked open again, and three more stagnant black figures slowly moved out; they were the three guardians of the official patrolling the altar.
The White Crane Boy, who led the way, wore a plain white robe. His pale crane-shaped mask had hollow eyes, and wisps of incense smoke seeped from his head. He lightly touched the ground with one foot and stepped out with the Heavenly Gang Step. He formed a hand seal, and the white silk fluttered without wind. His mask slowly scanned the surroundings, and the candlelight in his sight suddenly dimmed.
The two generals, Zeng and Sun, stood on the left and right, their menacing aura overwhelming.
The General on the left, with his crimson Nuo face and ferocious fangs, wore a red robe with a bronze tiger plaque. The iron chain in his hand rang crisply as he strode forward, shaking up incense ash. He slapped the tiger plaque against his chest and abdomen, and roared to disperse the surrounding foul air.
The general on the right, with a dark and fierce face, wore a black robe embroidered with blood-red talismans. He gripped a three-pronged iron halberd tightly, his steps were ruthless, and the tip of the halberd swept across the cold wind with a howling sound. He slapped a burning talisman in his palm, dedicated to apprehending evil spirits that cause chaos.
White Crane Boy led the way from the center, with Zeng and Sun standing on either side to protect him. They stepped out in unison with precise steps, their chins hidden by black veils, their hollow eyes scanning every shadowy spot.
What a wonderful Nuo opera! What a magnificent procession of the Heavenly Officials! Su Yu and Kurama led the applause and cheers, only to be glared at by White Crane Boy, whose pupils bulged out, though he quickly returned to normal.
" Su Yu, he glared at me!"
Kurama complained to Su Yu, "No, there are so many people here, why are you glaring at me? What did I do to you?"
"Giving you a glare is already being lenient. If it weren't for the fact that you don't have any vengeful spirits, General Sun would have given you a stab with his fork. You're full of malevolent energy, and you're a demon. Who else would he glare at if not you? He usually only kills and doesn't save people. He's in a good mood today and didn't take you away."
Su Yu rolled her eyes at Kurama. This little one, she told her to step back and not to be so eager to join in the fun, but she wouldn't listen. She stuck her head out to peek, as if afraid that others wouldn't discover that she was a demon.
This welcoming ceremony was quite an eye-opener for Malfoy and his friends. Although it was supposed to be something for exorcising demons, it looked more eerie and terrifying than seeing a ghost.
"We should really invite them back; they could definitely cleanse our school of all those ghosts."
Blaise smacked her lips and sighed.
"If you put it that way, Peeves should be the first to kowtow and admit his mistake; he's the one who committed the biggest offense..."
Callis made a joke.
"Welcome, welcome, welcome to all our distinguished guests who have traveled from afar."
The main hall of the Taoist temple opened, and a kind old man came out, leading the disciples of the temple to Su Yu and the others.
"May the Heavenly Venerable grant me boundless blessings. I apologize for disturbing Daoist Li Guanfu."
Zhang Qinwan wrapped his left hand around his right hand and clasped his hands in a fist salute.
"This is Daoist Li Guanfu, the head of Lingnuo Lü Mansion."
Then, Zhang Qinwan began introducing everyone, and Grindelwald followed Zhang Qinwan's lead, making the same gesture.
"That's what you call classy. Their skills are obviously profound and unfathomable. What do we say in Dongda University? They're like immortals! And look at ours, Dumbledore eating Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans?"
Young Master Malfoy made a sarcastic remark and almost received a loving flick on the forehead from Grindelwald.
Chapter 224 Early Life (Thanks to the three contributors from Chenmeng Liuli for their love and support! Thank you!)
"This child is so beautiful, those big eyes are exactly like your grandmother's back then..."
Daoist Li Guanfu held Su Yu's hand, sighing as they walked into the living room, showing no signs of awkwardness and even appearing somewhat friendly.
"Grandpa Li, do you know my grandma and the others too?"
Su Yu hadn't experienced this kind of care and attention from the elderly at Dongda University for many years. It was rare for them to be so polite, and they respectfully called him "Grandpa."
"Speaking of which, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for you to call me Grand-Uncle. When I was little, I was a page in the Shen family of Wuxing, serving your uncles and aunts every day. That's how I met your grandmother. Your Shen family is the most skilled in herbal witchcraft and the concoction of secret medicines. It was around that time that I became interested in witchcraft. Later, as your uncles and aunts grew up, and I learned of my obsession with witchcraft, your Shen family sent me to Lingnuo Lü Mansion, not wanting to bury my talent. After all, the Shen family's secret techniques are not passed on to outsiders. But I am still extremely grateful. If it weren't for your Shen family, I might have been a wretched old man nearing the end of my life, or perhaps just a cup of Kitsuchi..."
"So that's how it is," Su Yu sighed, marveling at the irony of fate. "Everything we do is preordained," the old man continued.
"I also went to the great battle in 1959. Lingnuo Lü Mansion was severely weakened at that time. Only one in ten of the Divine Transformation Elders remained, and even the Divine Protectors were few and far between. Because of my intelligence and the long-term support of the Shen family, I had already reached the Divine Transformation Realm. That was also the last time I saw your grandparents..."
Daoist Li Guanfu paused, seemingly choked up, as if he were recalling that night, that night of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Dark clouds pressed down across the land, a torrential downpour ensued, silvery lightning ripped through the heavy sky, and thunder followed closely behind.
"Little Guanfu, hide in the back. What are you showing off with, you mere cultivator at the Imperial Realm?"
Su Wentao shielded Daoist Master Li Guanfu from the fatal demigod's attack, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but instead smiled and turned back to him.
"Brother Su, I can do it! I can forcefully activate the power of the Thunder God..."
Daoist Master Li Guanfu looked at Su Wentao and anxiously began to speak, but before he could finish, he was interrupted.
"Little Guanfu, don't think I don't know. Those are masks that only elders and sect leaders at the Divine Descent Realm can wear. I brought you here, so I have to take responsibility for you. Your life shouldn't be lost here. Live well..."
As Su Wentao spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood. He used his spear to support himself on the ground and struggled to stand up, turning his head to look at the demigod in the sky.
"Little Guanfu, haven't you always wanted to see your Brother Su's Blood Burning Secret Technique? Today I'll let you witness it. These bastards, it's time you tasted the bitterness of fear. With my body of the Returning Realm, I will surely take the heads of you invaders today!"
"Watch closely, Little Guanfu. This is what it means to be invincible at the demigod level and to trade one for one with those above the demigod level!"
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A sudden clap of thunder outside the window pulled Daoist Li Guanfu back from his reverie. The tea in his hand had long since gone cold. Daoist Master Li Guanfu sighed, wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye, got up, opened the window, and looked at the heavy rain pouring down outside.
"Child, I know what you'll be facing this time. They've only had a few years of peace and quiet, and they've already forgotten what it was like. They've started fighting for power and profit. It's utterly ridiculous. Do you think they can just move the status of the four great families like they want? They've forgotten that the reputation of the four great families has never been earned through petty theft like they do. It has been earned by the lives of generation after generation. Your grand-uncle is telling you this right now: if you want to touch your Su family, you'll have to get past my old life first!"
A thunderous boom resounded, reflecting the old man's face, and Daoist Li Guanfu's aura suddenly surged.
" Daoist Li Guanfu has finally overcome his inner demons... Congratulations, another demigod has been born at Tokyo University."
Zhang Qinwan drank the water in his cup in one gulp and slowly opened his mouth.
"My old friend's grandson is returning to Dongda University today. If I, an old man, don't do something, how will I face my elder brother when I see him again? A mere Cultivation Department..." " Minister, it's none of his business to boss people around at the University of Tokyo. What nonsense!"
As he spoke, Daoist Li Guanfu put on the Thunder God mask that he had been polishing for half his life. With a bird's beak and a human body, two wings on his back and a thunder hammer in his hand, he instantly soared into the air. In an instant, the scattered thunder in the sky suddenly became dense, and streaks of lightning surged back and forth between the dark clouds, densely hitting the ground.
"Holy crap..."
Malfoy was speechless with shock. Was this old man really that powerful? His lightning-summoning spell only produced one bolt of lightning. This Taoist priest was using lightning like a Gatling gun! The Taoist magic of Dongda University was utterly illogical.
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The special team from Hogwarts School had a wonderful two weeks at Lingnuo Lü Mansion. The senior students there were all very kind and friendly. The only downside was the food.
Early in the morning, it's millet porridge or plain porridge, plus wheat cakes or steamed buns. The side dishes are just stir-fried greens and a few pickled vegetables. At noon, there is meat, but the staple food is rice or mixed grain rice. On fasting days, there is not even meat. Evenings are even more difficult, with thin porridge, steamed cakes, mixed grain buns, pickled vegetables and dried tofu, and sometimes a small portion of fish or meat.
This made the old Londoners, who were used to eating fried food, feel like they were living in hell. Goyle and Crabbe even started hallucinating, staring at the hens in the yard every morning until they stopped laying eggs.
Su Yu ate quite comfortably, though. He wasn't used to fish and chips anyway, so eating something light every day was fine. The only problem was that Kurama kept asking for cheesecake, and when Su Yu ignored her, she started urging Goyle and Crabbe to go hunting for wild game in the mountains.
The animals on the mountain suffered greatly on this trip. Wild rabbits, pheasants, deer, bamboo rats, doves, and wild pigeons all ended up in their stomachs. Later, the group grew larger and larger, with Malfoy, Pansy, Blaise, and Callis joining in. Su Yu smiled and didn't say anything. That night, she took a lot of delicious food from her stepmother and shared it with the girls. Zhang Qinwan was worried that Su Yu would get thin from hunger, so she cooked all sorts of delicious food every day. Daphne and Cho Chang often helped out, and the meals for the girls were quite lavish.
"So, this is your excuse for cheating on me???"
"But isn't the food you eat outside good too?"
Seeing Kurama's flustered state, Su Yu glanced away and whispered.
"You know what! You know what! I've been eating barbecue for a whole week! I'm practically marinated in it!"
Kurama was really tired of grilled game today, so she came back first. However, as soon as she entered the door, the sky fell down. Su Yu and the others were eating hot pot together, with various ice creams, fruit salads and seafood on the side.
Sobbing uncontrollably, Kurama hugged Zhang Qinwan and cried so pitifully, calling her "stepmother" so loudly that even the usually aloof Zhang Qinwan blushed deeply. This child, why is she acting like Su Yu, calling her "stepmother" like that...?
Chapter 225 Neural Connections
Because of Su Yu's connection with Daoist Li Guanfu, everyone's time here wasn't wasted; they all began to learn about the Nuo opera and Nuo masks of Lingnuo Lü Mansion.
What surprised everyone was that Callis was the most talented among them, and an exceptionally talented one at that.
Callis is such a cool and stylish girl when she dances Nuo dance. She has only been learning for a few days, but she has already skipped the beginner level of wearing a mask and entered the changing mask level. She can switch between three masks at will in battle to adapt to different environmental needs.
Her cultivation method is very simple: she enters the Dao through dance, and she is very skilled in the twelve forms of Nuo dance.
Su Yu's idea was even bolder, Callis Ancient Magic's awakened skill is the Puppet Red Thread, which allows her to control enemies. So, could she control puppets, making them jump and wear masks? If so, after she trains up, wouldn't she be an army all by herself? Moreover, these puppets won't be useless anymore; once they wear masks, they'll have their own skills. Wow, just thinking about it makes her combat power off the charts.
However, the ideal was far from reality. Callis's spiritual power could not make these puppets wear Nuo masks. The immense power of faith on the Nuo masks was not something Callis could control with just a puppet.
"Then let's try a different approach." Hermione pulled out a piece of paper and began to calculate as she spoke to herself. " Callis's mental strength isn't enough to control the puppet to put on the Nuo mask, which proves that Su Yu's path is correct. So, let's change our thinking. If one isn't enough, let's use two, okay?"
After Hermione finished her calculations, she raised her little head and scanned everyone around her.
" Blase, your Ancient Magic awakened skill is Psychic Shock, right? Coincidentally, you and Callis have a pretty good relationship, so you can be the middleman and converter."
As Hermione spoke, fearing that the crowd might not understand, she pushed out the data she had just calculated, " Callis first connects with Blaise, and then through Blaise as a transfer station, he controls these puppets. Blaise is originally a mental skill, so Blaise acts as the first variant of the Nuo mask, and then he pulls up a group of puppets so that Callis can perform the Nuo dance ritual and put on the Nuo mask."
"Theoretically feasible." Daoist Li Guanfu glanced at Hermione in surprise. This girl was really smart. At the same time, he sighed. Sure enough, Western things weren't all dross. This Ancient Magic thing was really incredible and a bit unreasonable.
"However, there's another problem," Cassandra stepped forward at this moment. "A mental link between two people is no small matter. Mine is a team mental link, and I have a lot to say about that. I gained this power through the awakening of Ancient Magic. However, I can only communicate with everyone, not merge the minds of two people into one. The situation you described, Hermione, requires two people to establish a very deep mental connection. Simply put, if Callis raises her hand, Blaise must know what she is going to do. In this way, when Blaise is acting as the carrier, she will not hinder the transmission of Callis's power. Otherwise, if the two of them cannot synchronize, how can they drive the whole system?"
Wow, Su Yu is a real gem! Daoist Master Li Guanfu originally thought Su Yu was great in every way, except he hadn't learned the Su family's loyalty. He must have taken after his mother. It's just... alas, what a misfortune for the family.
But after spending these few days together, I found that each of these girls was more outstanding than the last. Take that girl named Gemma Farley, for example. Her ability to freeze time almost gave this old man a good thrashing. And Daphne's Magic Mirror was completely unreasonable, reflecting all his magical attacks back at him.
For a time, Daoist Master Li Guanfu was extremely fond of these young girls. They were all his granddaughters-in-law, and he was glad that they hadn't been left to outsiders. He should have let Su Yu keep them firmly in his grasp, because who knows how outstanding their future children would be.
However, there's another point. This Su boy's mother was originally British, and now she's married so many foreign wives. Will the children she has still be from Dongda University? Sigh... At least there's Cho Chang. The offspring of the Su family and the Zhang family will definitely not be too bad. Thank goodness.
Seeing everyone thinking, Su Yu also shared his thoughts. He remembered a movie called Pacific Rim from his previous life, which contained this kind of content.
"Do you think that if we let them share memories, and after they have both experienced all of each other's memories, emotions, fears, and joys, will they be able to connect on a deeper level?"
"That's one way, but it also has certain risks," Cassandra, true to form, quickly analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of this approach after hearing Su Yu's words.
"Huh? We need to share memories too?" Blaise's eyes seemed to dart away after hearing the chief's words. This usually carefree boy seemed to be hiding some unknown story.
"What? You don't want to share your past stories with me? Fine, I'll show you mine first. I have plenty of secrets!"
Callis noticed the sadness Blaise was hiding in her heart and deliberately spoke first with a witty remark.
Blaise looked up at Callis, gazing intently at her. After a long pause, she spoke with some difficulty, "Can I trust you... Callis... I really... I'm just an unwanted burden... I'm just a playboy, I don't understand love, and I don't want to be loved... I'm always running away from our relationship..."
"You're not, Blaise! You're the man I, Callis, have chosen, otherwise I wouldn't have slept with you so early."
"Give them both some time…" Su Yu stood up first and walked out of the conference room.
The next morning, Blaise seemed to have mentally prepared herself and sat down with Callis in front of Cassandra again.
"Are you two ready? I'm warning you again, once my mind link begins, there will be no turning back for either of you. And as I've already mentioned, the side effects of the mind link will cause you to grow closer and closer to each other on the path to soul unity, which will lead to blurred boundaries between you two, making it difficult for you to live normal lives on your own. In other words, from now on, you two will be intimate lovers."
"I...am willing."
Blaise swallowed hard, looked at Callis, took a deep breath, turned her head, and firmly uttered the last two words.
(Tomorrow is Blaise's old record. I've wanted to write this part for a long time. I don't know if I can capture the feeling. Good luck!)
Also, what do you think of my idea of strengthening them? Will you be able to accept this approach? If you can accept it, I will add some Eastern elements to the magic points of their existing awakened skills later. If you have any ideas, you can share them and we can discuss them together. There's no problem with that.
Also, I've realized I'm almost turning this into an ensemble piece... I just can't hold it in anymore... I'm so frustrated... I just wanted to make up for some of the regrets, but the supporting characters' screen time is getting bigger and bigger, especially Malfoy and the others, sometimes even more screen time than the female lead. But I just don't want to write a story where only the main character grows. I even considered writing about Lupin and Tonks, hahaha. Later on, there will be more about George and Fred, and Harry's side too.
Chapter 226 Did You Ever Love Me? (Part 1)
In the old house in Blaise, a three-year-old child, his thin body drooping, leaned alone against the cold corner of the wall.
He had carefully cleaned the floor and finished all the chores his mother had assigned. He dared not run around or make a sound; he simply curled up his small shoulders and waited quietly.
The faint light of the setting sun slanted into the room, and most of the walls were already immersed in dim shadows. The small shadows were stretched thin and long, lying alone at the foot of the room.
His little hands, wet and stained with water, hung limply, his eyelashes drooping gently. He neither cried nor laughed, but simply stared blankly into his eyes, quietly waiting for his mother to return.
All was quiet, and only his thin, lonely little figure remained in the room, quietly waiting in the corner.
As dusk faded, the night completely swallowed the last rays of sunlight inside the room.
The sky outside the window turned from deep blue to dark black, and the whole house fell into a deep silence. The child was still huddled in the corner, his small body already slightly stiff from the cold.
I waited from dusk until late at night, and then slowly made it to midnight.
The floor was already completely dry, and the chores he had finished were left there quietly, untouched by anyone who came to check them or even called out to him.
Drowsiness washed over him in waves, and his eyelids were so heavy he could barely keep them open. Yet he dared not move an inch, his little hands clenched tightly as he stubbornly remained in the corner.
The long night passed without a sound from inside the house; Mother never returned.
Only the occasional night breeze passing by the window silently accompanied the lonely child as he waited hopelessly in the cold corner.
Blaise's tiny fingers trembled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a two-way mirror with a thin frame. The cool frame pressed against his palm. He remembered his mother teaching him that as long as he called someone's name, the mirrors would connect them.
He pursed his lips, which were white from the cold, and whispered his mother's name.
"Hey, what's up now?"
A thin layer of silver mist appeared on the mirror, slowly brightening as Lady Zabini's cold voice emanated from it.
"Mom...Mom...I've finished the task you assigned...When...when can you come back?"
Three-year-old Blaise fought back tears, trying to make her voice sound normal, and cautiously spoke to her mother in the two-way mirror.
"You need to learn to listen, Blaise. It'll be soon. Stay home by yourself."
Mrs. Zabini, sitting on the other side of the mirror, didn't give Blaise another chance to speak and abruptly hung up the call.
"Okay, Mom... I'll be waiting for you..."
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"Boom!"
The torrential rain pounded against the windowsills of the house, and thunderclaps boomed in the night sky, making the walls tremble slightly.
Pale flashes of lightning occasionally ripped through the thick night sky, only to plunge back into the boundless darkness in an instant. Rainwater streamed incessantly down the eaves, its rushing sound filling the deathly silent house.
The little boy huddled in his small blanket, his thin body trembling slightly. He carefully took out the small two-way mirror from his pocket, his little hands, red from the cold, gripped the icy frame, and timidly called out his mother's name.
"Mom...good evening, I miss you so much..."
The mirror didn't show the other side of the scene clearly; only the noisy laughter, ambiguous banter, and the boisterous sounds of men and women frolicking could be clearly heard through the mirror.
"Don't bother me, can't you go to sleep?"
"But Mom...it's thundering...I'm so scared..."
Mrs. Zabini did not hear what little Blaise said, because she hung up the communication after she finished speaking.
Thunder rumbled across the sky. Blaise, head bowed, clutched a faintly glowing mirror, wrapped in thin blankets, hoping it would bring her some warmth in the howling wind and rain of the dark night.
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"Mom, today is Children's Day! Can you...can you come back and spend time with me?"
June 1st is also Blaise Zabini's birthday.
The four-year-old child sat alone on the soft bed. The large room was cold and empty, with no cake, no gifts, and no one to keep him company.
Little Blaise looked at the hazy, swaying mirror and spoke quietly, her voice tender yet carrying a hint of restrained anticipation.
The noise on the other side of the mirror showed no signs of abating, with laughter and chatter filling the air.
" Blaise, call me Mother. You've grown up. It's time for you to learn to be independent."
"I know, Mother, but I still want you to come back and keep me company... I haven't seen you in so long..."
But the light on the mirror had gone out, Blaise murmured, hugging her knees.
"Mother, why are you ignoring me..."
As she spoke, she couldn't hold back her tears any longer.
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Laughter and Christmas carols filled the streets outside the window, and warm yellow lights lit up every house, filling the entire Magic Town with joy.
This magnificent mansion, however, was eerily quiet and desolate.
Four-year-old Blaise Zabini is alone in his spacious bedroom. He keeps the room tidy and perfect, but there is no one to talk to him.
There were no gifts piled up under the Christmas tree, no warm wine and pastries, and no gentle greetings from loved ones.
He sat quietly by the soft windowsill, watching the gentle snow fall outside, the warm glow of families reunited in other homes, and the joyful noise of the streets and alleys coming through the glass, which only made his world seem more desolate and quiet.
With a click, the lobby door was suddenly pushed open.
Blaise's eyes lit up at the sound. Before he could think, his heart was filled with unexpected joy. He immediately got up from the windowsill, his small feet treading the floor, and rushed toward the stairs, thinking that his mother had come back to spend the holiday with him.
But when he saw the unfamiliar man beside his mother, he slowly stopped in his tracks.
"What are you standing there for? He's your new father. Call him father now."
Mrs. Zabini, who was changing her shoes, looked at Blaise, who was still in a daze, and scolded the ignorant child.
"Oh... okay, Happy Christmas, Mom and Dad."
The enormous mansion was magnificent and seemed to have everything, yet it seemed to lack only a touch of human warmth.
The little child sat quietly at the table, watching the two chatting happily. There was no fuss or noise, but a sense of loneliness and solitude that seemed out of place for someone that age was slowly settling in his clear eyes.
The hustle and bustle belongs to everyone in the world; he simply has nothing.
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The first light of dawn filtered through the carved window screens into the long corridor.
Blaise woke up early in the morning, walked barefoot to her mother's bedroom door, and gently pushed it open.
The room was tidy and the bed was made up neatly, but it had long since lost its human warmth.
The room was empty; Mother and the man from last night had long since left.
He stood at the doorway, his small figure hovering on the threshold. The little bit of expectation that had just ignited in his heart quietly sank away, but stubbornly, he still took out the two-way mirror and began to call out his mother's name.
"Mother...why did you leave without even saying goodbye..."
Blaise spoke cautiously, afraid of upsetting her mother, but the cold tone on the other side of the mirror proved that Mrs. Zabini was very unhappy.
Are you blaming me? Who else could I have done all this for?
Hearing her mother's scolding words, Blaise gripped the two-way mirror tightly with her little hands, her grievances almost overflowing.
"I'm sorry... Mother, I was being presumptuous. I just missed you so much..."
Blaise paused, then spoke softly.
"Mother, could you take me with you next time...?"
Chapter 227 Did You Ever Love Me? (Part Two)
But before the little boy could finish speaking, Mrs. Zabini's cold words came through.
"Bring you along? What good will you do? Your good relationship with Malfoy and the others is the biggest help you can give me!"
"…Okay, Mother…I understand…"
Blaise hung up the call, feeling as if she had used up all her strength, and slowly sat down on the floor against the wall.
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The long days that followed flowed by.
Blaise gradually got used to the time he was alone in the mansion. He no longer rushed downstairs at the sound of a door opening, nor did he push open his mother's bedroom door with anticipation in the morning.
Whether it was a lively festival or an ordinary morning or evening, he learned to pass the long hours alone, no longer expecting sudden surprises, nor feeling disappointed after disappointment.
The vast and exquisite mansion remained deserted. He had long since grown accustomed to this prolonged solitude, quietly gathering up the hopes in his heart and hiding them where no one could see them.
It wasn't until almost a month after he received his acceptance letter from Hogwarts School that he finally got in.
"Mother, I'm going to Hogwarts School soon. Aren't you going to come back and visit?"
"What use are you?"
On the other side of the mirror, her mother's indifferent tone remained unchanged; she seemed perpetually busy.
"It's no use. Sorry to bother you."
Blaise let her hand holding the two-way mirror fall to her side as she calmly looked out the window, and then Mrs. Zabini's voice came through the mirror.
"Now that you know, don't contact me so often!"
The call ended, and Blaise stood quietly by the window, her gaze aimlessly drifting outside as she watched the daylight fade away, the sunset slowly dissipate, and twilight gradually envelop the courtyard, the light sinking inch by inch.
The room gradually darkened, shadows spreading across the floor and furniture, enveloping the small figure in a hazy gloom.
He remained standing in the same spot.
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Actually, at the beginning of first grade, Blaise and Malfoy had some conflicts because of Su Yu. Malfoy felt that Blaise had always been a show-off, especially after Su Yu showed his strong strength after the start of school. He was like a lackey. Although he was similar, Malfoy did not act like Blaise and become a sycophant.
(I remember when I first wrote the beginning, I planted some foreshadowing, that is, Blaise was particularly respectful to Su Yu back then, he didn't even hang out with Malfoy at Christmas, and I even wrote a sentence that his thoughts about his mother changed. I should have written that, hahaha.)
Blaise and Draco had a falling out because of their differing attitudes toward Su Yu. Neither of them was willing to back down, so they secretly competed with each other and deliberately avoided one another, falling into a long cold war.
"Did you and Malfoy have a fight?"
One late night, for the first time ever, Mrs. Zabini contacted Blaise.
"Do you know how embarrassing your actions have made me in front of others? Because of you, I can't even hold my head up high now!"
Blaise leaned against a corner of the Slytherin Common Room, speaking calmly.
"Is it important to you whether I have a fight with him or not?"
On the other side of the mirror, Mrs. Zabini seemed somewhat angry.
"Hmph, stop with this clumsy act. Aren't you just blaming me? But why are you making a scene with them?"
"Don't think of me as so dirty, Mother. What have I done to blame you? What have I said? In your heart, there has never been a place for me; you only have yourself."
This was the first time Blaise had ever spoken against his mother, and his entire arm trembled after he said it.
" Blaise Zabini! How could I have given birth to a son like you!"
Mrs. Zabini angrily hung up the phone.
"What a coincidence, you were born."
Blaise put the two-way mirror back in his pocket, walked back to the ball, and started drinking with a few girls from Slytherin.
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"Hey Blaise, what are your plans for Christmas? Aren't you going to see Malfoy and the others?"
As Christmas drew near, Blaise was woken up early in the morning by the sound of a two-way mirror. Once she answered, her mother's voice immediately came through.
"I understand, Mother. I will go and curry favor with those pure-blooded nobles for you."
Blaise replied impatiently to his mother, who had never, ever cared about him even once. Even when she contacted him through the two-way mirror, it was only for her own benefit.
"How could you say such a thing, child! I'm only doing this for your own good! If you keep talking to me like that, don't call me 'Mother' anymore!"
Mrs. Zabini was furious and immediately hung up the phone.
"That's perfect..."
Blaise rubbed her head, which was still throbbing from drinking last night, and casually tossed the two-way mirror aside.
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The worst argument between the two, which was also their last contact, happened last year, before the Quidditch World Cup. Malfoy's mother, Narcissa, wanted to invite some of her son's best friends to watch the Quidditch World Cup, so she asked Malfoy to tell Blaise that she wanted to contact his mother, Mrs. Zabini.
" Mrs. Malfoy is looking for you."
After Blaise answered the call through the two-way mirror, she promptly stated the reason for the call and then tried to hang up.
"What have you done now to make them come knocking on your door?"
However, Mrs. Zabini, sitting opposite in the mirror, clearly misunderstood and thought Blaise had caused trouble.
"Tch, what does this have to do with me? Have you finally gone completely insane after being out there for so long?"
Blaise didn't hesitate to retort.
"Can't you speak properly? Don't come to me with any trouble in the future. You disgust me. Leave me alone, Blaise."
Seeing Mrs. Zabini going mad in the two-way mirror, Blaise chuckled, "Double happiness, I couldn't ask for more."
Mrs. Zabini, on the other side, was clearly taken aback by Blaise's words.
"You damned thing, how dare you live in this world! You're disgusting!"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm doing just fine."
After saying that, Blaise ignored the roar from the other side, crushed the two-way mirror that had been with him since he was a child, sat on the edge of the bed, and held his head. He didn't cry. He hadn't cried since he was four years old. However, when he stood up again, his eyes were a little red. He let out a long sigh. Blaise felt as if he had shed something from his body.
Chapter 228 Rampage (Thanks to Dream's Mistake for the two little flowers, thank you)
Blaise opened his eyes again, while Callis, opposite him, already had red, swollen eyes from crying. He gently wiped away the tear stains from the corners of Callis's eyes, pretending to be nonchalant, "What? Are you captivated by my colorful life as a young master?"
It would have been better if I hadn't mentioned it, but just thinking about Callis makes me angry. Blaise has had so many girlfriends, no wonder he's a notorious playboy. Whether they're upperclassmen or underclassmen, black or white, as long as they're women, he can say a few words to them and then have a good time for them.
Blaise was actually imitating Mrs. Zabini; he had never received love, so he didn't understand what love was.
He foolishly assumed that Mrs. Zabini was like that, and then tried to emulate her and understand her, but in the end he found that he could not understand why he was so unhappy. Then, out of a desire for revenge, he wanted to be stronger than Mrs. Zabini.
Theodore sighed, walked over and patted Blaise on the shoulder. "Okay, Blaise, I admit, sometimes I think you were a disgusting person back then. But as a friend, although I still look down on you as I always have, if you need comfort next time, you can come to me. I'll take you to read a book together. After all, if you have any grievances, reading a book will make you feel better."
Blaise stared at Theodore in horror. Wait, what's going on? Why is he saying such strange things? Did he see my memories too? And God, you went to read a book out of spite, and you even brought Olivia with you?
Young Master Malfoy also came over and patted his other shoulder. "You should have told me you didn't like coming to Malfoy Manor. I would have brought Goyle and Crabbe to your house to play. I thought you liked coming to my house. Don't do this again next time. We can go to the Chief's house. His house is quite big and he won't abandon us. Or we can go to the Weasley's house and tear down The Burrow, right?"
As he spoke, Malfoy winked at him.
"No...no..." Blaise swallowed, suddenly feeling socially dead and a bit world-weary. "How did you all know?"
"Isn't this all the work of your Chief? Hahahaha, he's a real talent!"
Kurama transformed into a streak of light, emerging from Su Yu's body and landing in front of Blaise and Callis. With its ten tails held high, it strode forward step by step.
"No… there was a slight mishap in your neural connections…" Cassandra was also a little embarrassed, her face turning slightly red. It was all Su Yu's fault, Tenten was so impulsive. "He was just too concerned about me. I'm so sorry, Blaise."
Let's rewind to not long after neural connections began.
This was Cassandra's first time using such a skill, and she hadn't expected it to consume so much of her magic power. She started sweating on her forehead and was clearly struggling to hold on.
"Quickly...give me the magic..."
In a moment of desperation, Cassandra had no choice but to quickly speak to the person next to her. However, her real intention was to take out the badge from her pocket. As long as she had Kurama Cloak, it would be enough to continuously replenish her magic power.
But who would have thought that when Su Yu saw Cassandra sweating and looking like she couldn't hold on any longer, she immediately summoned Kurama back into her body, put her hand on Cassandra's shoulder, and transferred magic to her, afraid that something might happen to her girlfriend.
But who is Su Yu? He is the possessor of the Sorrow of the Upper Realm above the Sorrow of Blood. Perhaps he is unaware of his loneliness, or perhaps Su Yu simply does not believe in or acknowledge his loneliness. The word "transmigrator" is his greatest loneliness.
So, the unexpected happened. The Sorrow of the Boundary within Su Yu was drawn out by Blaise's loneliness. That powerful force instantly enveloped everyone present. Fortunately, Kurama did her best to resist that powerful will and suppressed the Sorrow of the Boundary within Su Yu.
But the power had already been unleashed, and there was no turning back. Everyone was pulled into the neural connection created by Cassandra. Fortunately, because it was a solitary power, they only saw Blaise's solitary moments and did not experience his life.
Otherwise, just thinking about how everyone will have to live together in the future... ugh... I don't even want to think about it.
Su Yu was still standing there in a daze, examining his own heart for the first time.
So, you still can't forget?
I just choose not to think about it, right?
You always think that if you don't think about something, you can pretend it never happened and forget about it for the time being, right?
Ha, without realizing it, I've already earned the title of a homeless dog?
Can I never go back?
Even stray dogs have a den!
Su Yu's inner demons were growing uncontrollably, and coupled with the violent power within Kurama, they were rapidly corrupting his heart. As the power within Su Yu continued to rise, everyone's attention was suddenly drawn to him.
"What's wrong with the chief?"
Young Master Malfoy looked at Su Yu with some confusion and asked Blaise beside him.
"How would I know? Has the chief been promoted again?"
"What the hell?! Everyone get out of here! Run! Su Yu has gone mad!"
Daoist Li Guanfu rushed in from outside, pointed a finger at Su Yu's forehead, and shouted, "Wake up! Child!"
Zhang Qinwan looked anxiously at Su Yu, muttering "May the Dao Ancestor protect us." Kurama snapped out of her daze and shouted, "Quick, quick, you guys escape first! I thought I had it under control! This unlucky kid, you old Taoist priest, you take care of the outside, I'll go into his spiritual world and see if I can pull him back! I hope I can hold on..."
The clock at Lingnuo Lü Mansion rang urgently, signaling everyone in the mountains to evacuate as soon as possible. If a demigod went mad and couldn't be controlled, it would be a disaster.
But none of the people inside left. Although many did not know what it meant to be possessed by demonic possession, they knew that they would not abandon their chief and run away alone.
The aura emanating from Su Yu grew increasingly violent, causing the group to lose their balance and stumble to the ground, struggling even to stand up.
"How did this child suddenly go mad from practicing qi cultivation?"
Daoist Li Guanfu was sweating profusely with anxiety. He was a demigod, after all. Even though he had just stepped into this realm, he couldn't be this useless, could he?
"I have no home anymore..."
"But why do you still have it?"
Su Yu kept repeating this sentence, and with each repetition, the power within him grew stronger. Suddenly, a figure, braving the violent force, came to his side, a small hand slowly and laboriously raised, grasped his long, slender hand, and whispered something to him.
"But you still have us. We'll always be with you, won't we? You said that wherever we are, that's home..."
Then, disregarding the danger, she hugged him tightly.
(From this chapter onwards, I'll start writing more slashy stuff, and there will be more Su Yu fans. Just so you know, it's not slashy. My other book will have more slashy stuff, so there's no need to write slashy stuff here. The other book is disguised as a funny and sweet story, but it keeps throwing in slashy stuff. Don't tell anyone. I like to suddenly and secretly throw in a slash, hahaha.)
And regarding the matter of the Boundary's Sorrow, I still like it.
Mr. Caesar Gattuso, that change must have been burning your hand, had it burned through your pride? Your prized weasel-like figure allowed you to clearly hear the sound of every bone in that girl's body being shattered.
Mr. Chu Zihang, when even the combined might of you, in your third bloodlust, and Caesar, in his second bloodlust, couldn't defeat Genjiro, did you realize whether you were actually killing Xia Mi or Jormungandr? Of course, no girl will ever again lower her head to kiss your cheek under the sunlight.
Mr. Lu Mingfei, was the sake from Takamagahara good? Did it extinguish your cowardice? She prepared a test for you; no matter what you wrote, she would give you full marks, but you missed the test. 100,320 flower tickets couldn't keep you, so you spent a quarter of your life trying to keep her.
Right, you there? Your senior sister must be so happy to be in another man's arms, right? You're a successful person now, but people still look down on you, right? Nuonuo cried because Lu Mingfei was injured, but your senior sister didn't, did she? You never care about the people who criticize you, just like your senior sister never cares about you. That's great, hahaha.
Chapter 229 The Mist
A surge of excruciating pain overwhelmed Su Yu, who felt as if her internal organs were being ripped apart, and even breathing was excruciatingly painful.
I was completely enveloped in an endless darkness, all despair and exhaustion tightly wrapped around me, and I was almost out of strength to struggle.
Suddenly, a beam of light descended and precisely enveloped him. The warmth seeped into his cold heart little by little through his skin, and his mind, which was hanging on the edge of a cliff and about to fall, was as if it were being steadily supported by a pair of hands.
Su Yu couldn't pinpoint the source of the light, but she clearly realized that someone was crossing the darkness to rescue her from the mire. The suffocating feeling that had been weighing on her heart for so long eased slightly at that moment.
Kurama, Daphne, Cassandra, Farley... more and more people appeared, and Su Yu's vision became clearer and clearer. Malfoy, Theodore, Blaise... one companion after another reached out to help. The darkness gradually receded, and Su Yu was enveloped in light.
Yes, he is not alone. So what if it's a new world? He has already unknowingly accumulated so many ties. He has a home. Who says he doesn't have a home? Home is where they are.
Su Yu gripped Daphne's hand tightly, struggling to break free from the darkness.
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"Thank you so much for taking care of me over the past two weeks."
At the foot of Lingnuo Lü Mansion, Su Yu and the others were saying goodbye to Daoist Li Guanfu. They had been here for so many days, and it was time to part ways. After all, there were still many sects to visit for this exchange activity at the University of Tokyo.
"Remember to come back and visit often, don't be like your unreliable old man, who never even shows up."
Daoist Li Guanfu waved his hand and sighed. "When you get old, sometimes you can't bear to part."
"Also, kid, remember to let me know if you get into trouble. This trip won't be so peaceful. Although your grand-uncle is an old man, he won't let you be easily bullied by anyone. Those old men at headquarters need to be dealt with properly."
Su Yu agreed, and after telling Daoist Li Guanfu to take good care of himself, he led everyone to part ways and board the bus that Zhang Qinwan had prepared.
That old geezer Grindelwald, he's long since disappeared. He only went up the mountain a few days ago, and then he said he had something important to do. He hasn't come back yet, and I don't know what he's been busy with. All that's left is Isolde, the professor leading the team, and Fleur, a part-time worker.
After their last mental connection, Blaise and Callis have become quite adept at working together. However, the two are always acting mysteriously, which Su Yu doesn't mind too much, since everyone has their own secrets.
Holding Daphne's hand, Su Yu slumped in her seat, watching the scenery flash by outside the window. The bus was gradually getting onto the highway, and the next stop was Xiangxi, Hunan Province.
As the saying goes, the Gu-stealing mechanism is a thousand-fold deadly trick, and the orchid spirit is a red handkerchief. These all belong to the Eight Outer Gates, but now some of them have gradually declined, and a large part of them are even illegal. Zhang Qinwan chose this place as the second stop so that these Hogwarts School students could understand that some of the traditions of the University of Tokyo are also very cruel and terrifying.
Of course, the Yin Eight Elements are also indispensable.
The executioner's blade severs all worldly ties.
Paper craftsmen sculpt the underworld.
The second cobbler mended the damaged skin with thread.
The coroner's discerning eye discerns the truth in cases of injustice.
The coffin bearers cross to the Yellow Springs.
They transported corpses back to their hometown on foot.
Retrieving the body by crossing the water to search the abyss.
The prophecy of lending a knife is destined for Liunan.
However, according to old sayings, these things are not respectable, so there are no systematic academies to learn them. They are basically passed down from family to family for generations. Sometimes, if a family is wiped out, a unique skill may be lost.
Kurama, Goyle, and Crabbe were sneaking snacks in the back. Their destination was rather remote, so Zhang Qinwan had prepared a lot of food and supplies beforehand. Unfortunately, Kurama saw them loading the snacks into the car. Now, the three gluttons were secretly feasting at the back. Kurama kept glancing around to see if anyone had noticed, then she'd pin the blame on Goyle and Crabbe, while she secretly stuffed candy into her pocket and claimed she knew nothing about it. When questioned, she insisted she hadn't eaten any!
"Chief, is it possible to see ghosts at the place we're going to this time?"
Pansy clung fearfully to the seat in front of her, craning her neck to ask Su Yu.
"What's so scary about them? They're similar to the ghosts in our academy, except that due to magnetic field cultivation and other reasons, the ghosts here might have some killing power. But overall, they're pretty much the same."
Su Yu didn't even open his eyes. It was just a ghost, yet these people were terrified of everything, especially Malfoy. He even bought a whole bunch of different exorcism gadgets. At least be a little more professional! Why should a ghost from Tokyo University be afraid of a Western cross? Jesus is meddling in other people's business, isn't he?
However, Luna felt it would be very interesting, and she craned her neck to listen to Su Yu talk about the local customs and culture of the places they were going to visit.
"I'm not playing anymore! You two are cheating!"
Beside them were Ginny, Olivia, and Blaise. Callis and Olivia were playing cards, and their telepathic abilities were so abnormal! It was practically a cheating device. They didn't even need to make eye contact to know each other's cards, leaving Ginny and Olivia's faces covered in slips of paper.
Cassandra, Farley, and Hermione were whispering to each other, occasionally glancing at Su Yu. Meanwhile, Isolde and Fleur were chatting and laughing with Aunt Cho Chang and her three friends, praising Zhang Qinwan so much that she kept covering her mouth and laughing.
The atmosphere on the bus was very cheerful, except for Neville. He didn't talk to anyone; he was chatting with Parvati in his chat log, but the expression on his face showed that he was very happy, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
"What are you talking about? You seem to be having a lot of fun. Let me see."
Malfoy craned his neck, trying to peek at what Neville was talking about, but Neville wasn't the kid he used to bully in Tenten anymore. He dodged, refusing to let him see, which made Malfoy as anxious as a monkey, scratching his head and cheeks.
" Theodore, could you please get me a bottle of water?"
Theodore, who was reading a book, heard Olivia's call, took out a bottle of water from his storage ring, unscrewed the cap, and placed it in Olivia's hand.
"Be careful not to spill it on yourself."
"I know, I'm not a child anymore. Theodore really underestimates me."
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The car had already entered Hubei Province. This area is not a very developed coastal city. Even on the national highway, many places were full of potholes and bumpy. However, the fog around us was getting thicker and thicker. Soon, it seemed like we could hardly see anything around us.