He spread his hands out and channelled his qi into an orb around the hair, directing it to slowly enter the hair in a continuous stream.
Less than five minutes later, the array was overrun by a soft shockwave on the inside, resembling a miniature, contained earthquake, completely undetectable to other humans.
Except, that is, those who weren’t born human. His Shizun and Shizhang arrived quickly to his pavilion and the elder almost burst in, before his shidi grabbed him and stopped him from storming inside after performing a parameter scan using his qi.
Meng Yixuan could faintly feel the foreign presences of the two at the back of his mind but he was too drawn into the hair’s memory to pay much attention.
Before his eyes, the room changed, revealing the grand decorations of the hall he was in, with the same gold-lined pillars and auspicious red and yellow walls.
The same four characters from before were gathered around, with the peak master originally sitting on a throne and his disciples kneeling before him like one would royalty.
“Venerable One, this disciple reports that the disciples of the first courtyard were obedient.” The tallest and broadest of them cited, respectfully bowing his head.
“Venerable One, this disciple reports that the disciples of the second courtyard were also bedient.” The scrawniest yet most ordinary looking of them also said, respectfully bowing his head as well.
“Venerable One, this disciple reports that the third courtyard had a few misbehaving disciples, who have been sentenced to brave the white lightning as punishment.” The shortest and softest, with baby fat still unwilling to leave his cheeks, whispered, a wicked grin evident in his gaze as he spoke of his actions.
Their style of reporting resembled the ministers reporting to their emperor in ancient times, and it seemed that the peak master was revelling in his superiority.
The memory continued to play out before him and Meng Yixuan paid extra attention to details, like the way the first disciple clenched his fist under his robes and drew blood, and the second’s anxious eyes flitted to him every so often in worry.
He also didn’t fail to notice the peak master’s leer as he looked down at the first two. Apparently, their harmony wasn’t quite as natural as they liked to make it seem, and there was conflict in the Thrusting Sword Peak, which no-one should’ve known.
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After that, the four all stood up as if their reporting session had never even happened and then they had a different style of conversation altogether, leading up to the moment Meng Yixuan walked in.
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He not only heard every part but also inscribed it on a blank scroll and stored it away in his crystal so he’d never forget.
Now that he was done with that, he let up the array, allowing the hair strand to float down into his palm.
As it did so, it grew longer and thicker before his eyes, intertwining and molding itself into a little rabbit shape that looked to be made of vines, before landing on his palm.
Gao Ling and Yao Qinghuan had just walked in to watch a thin strand of hair become a rabbit toy. They turned to look at each other in unconcealed marvel before stepping up to their disciple/step-disciple(??) and looking over his shoulder.
Oh how I wish I had a galaxy ombre wig, Meng Yixuan thought randomly as if out of nowhere, almost like it wasn’t his own thought at all.
Before three pairs of eyes, the little bunny transformed majestically into a thick and luscious galaxy ombre wig, with little white stars amongst the strands.
Meng Yixuan smirked internally even if he couldn’t at all place where the thought has spring from. He just knew this would make for a perfect disguise!
…and he also had no wish to figure out why he had a magic wig-o-meter literally in the palm of his hands.
Gao Ling and Yao Qinghuan, on the other hand were incredibly confused at the little monster that had been transformed from a hair in the disciple’s grasp.
And when it sprung suddenly into a larger monster of all colours, it took all they had in them, as well as the fact that the monster’s qi was Meng Yixuan’s own, to refrain from an all out annihilation.
Of course, by “them” I mean Yao Qinghuan who gripped his shidi’s hand a little harder as he saw it begun to change shape.
As for the Huli Bao who wasn’t there at all, one just knows that he’d scoff in endearing exasperation and shake his head with a smile if he were.
He was already so used to his average lucked shenanigans to even be surprised anymore, what with the rarest ghost emperor’s second pearl just sitting there, in his storage bag, at the bottom of his pile, amongst the other ultra rare treasures Meng Yixuan hadn’t known how to put to use.
And now that Meng Yixuan had been reminded of his friend, he remembered that the other’s birthday was coming up.
Not only had it been mentioned in the story, he was also personally told by the other, who hadn’t realised that he placed enough importance to od something for him.
With that in mind, Meng Yixuan turned to his Shizun and asked him politely, “is it maybe, a teeny tiny bit at all possible for me to take on missions for some money earning purposes?”
Yao Qinghuan, the doting family man stomped his foot and asked, “why don’t you just ask your Shizun for money directly, I’m not lacking in anything! How can I not afford to raise a filial son!”
Meng Yixuan looked shocked for a second before his gaze softened and he whispered with a smile, “I’d like to earn it on my own.”
That his Shizun considered him so close almost brought a tear to his eyes, and he bowed his head in apologies.
“As a man, I must do things like courting alone, Shizun.”
Yao Qinghuan sighed sadly, “finee!”
How could the young disciple he’d just procured already be old enough to run off to another… wait to someone else?!
“Oi Meng Yixuan what do you mean courting?!” He asked but he was too late, the other had already run off and snickered as he heard a yell, already in the air and flying towards the Commissions Hall.
Meng Yixuan’s journey to the hall took much less time than he thought it would. Especially after his first time going there, which took many, many hours and an almost lost toe.
What he walked in on made him almost wish he’d been standing before a slaughterhouse. There, in all their lesbian glory, were Cui Daiyu and Luo Shanting scattering dog food like it was their god sent mission.
And Meng Yixuan the single dog could only wish he had a Huli Bao shaped boyfriend of his own. Wait. WHAT?!?!
W-was he gay? No wait he knew that from the beginning. Lemme try that again.
W-was he… a Wattpad anime fanfiction MC coincidentally called y/n?!? OxO
As a creator, all I can say is that I’m terrible at my job 😔😅
As a human, all I can say is that I’m terrible at it 😔😅
As a gamer, I can admit that I’m mediocre (been improving infinitesimally in apex and I got xiao, I can at least claim some cool guy credits)
There’s no chapter here?
did Xuanxuan just break the forth wall himself?? XDD
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