Reborn as a Hatrack in the Mystical Land-Chapter 55 - 39 Spirit Wood Pattern

"Jinghua, you're finally back. What kind of host disappears when they've invited Shalman as a guest?" The moment Yue Jinghua returned to her chamber, she heard her mother Lie Rou's scolding. She repeatedly begged for forgiveness, placing the Nine Flames Peony onto the desk as Hongling stood beside Lie Rou, laughing and chatting with them.

The pitiful story of Shalman losing his mother at a young age aroused Lie Rou's motherly affection. After a few hours, the two got along quite harmoniously.

Yue Jinghua kept begging for mercy with her lips, joining the conversation among the women. Though her words flowed, part of her mind was elsewhere, pondering over the origins of Yue Chen.

The true "Yue Jinghua" could hardly remember anymore, but Hongling, who was a few years older than "Yue Jinghua", still retained some general memory of it.

Yue Chen was brought back by Lord Yue (Yue Jing's father Yue Nian). One day while out, Lord Yue found Yue Chen, still swathed in his baby wrappings, in a bush in the wilderness.

At that time, Yue Chen was only the size of a kitten. On a whim, and knowing that Lady Lie Rou liked to raise small animals, Lord Yue brought Yue Chen home. When Young Master Yue Chen was first brought home, he was not yet a full month old, all wrinkled, clutching only a jade tube shaped like a whistle in his hand.

Even today, Yue Jinghua had paid special attention to that jade tube, now worn around Yue Chen's neck.

When Yue Chen first arrived, everyone in the Yue Residence, including the young master Yue Min, thought he was an illegitimate child fathered by Lord Yue outside, feeling sorry for Lady Lie Rou. But the Lady wouldn't listen, and even after Lord Yue went bankrupt and disappeared, taking refuge with her parental family, she insisted on bringing Young Master Yue Chen with her.

As time passed, no one inquired further into Yue Chen's origins.

After dinner, Yue Jinghua settled Shalman before retiring to her own room.

Under the bright light of the pine oil lamp, Yue Jinghua took out a case of needles. This case was specially made by her, very much like a modern woman's makeup box, but instead of cosmetics, it housed a custom-made ten-piece set of tattoo needles.

On the 151st jade tablet in the Xuan Technique Pavilion, it taught not only the most basic Demon Pattern carving techniques, but also detailed the dimensions and size of the tattoo needles needed for carving. A competent Tattoo Master requires a suitable set of needles, just as good shoes are necessary for walking steadily.

As for Demon Patterns, there are many kinds, but at her current level, Yue Jinghua can only learn to carve the Spirit Wood Pattern.

The tattoo needles were finer than those used for acupuncture, as thin as ox hair, about three inches in length, and had to be made of silver.

For these needles, Yue Jinghua had specifically asked Hongling to find someone to make them.

This Eight Flames Peony, evolved from the Six Flames Peony, had reached its limit after advancing to its current stage today.

Although Yue Chen used some unknown method to cultivate it, allowing it to leap two levels, after reaching Eight Flames, the entire network of leaves had become clogged. The only way to help it was to rely on external forces, that is, to carve the Spirit Wood Pattern onto it.

In other words, the innate potential of the Eight Flames Peony was too poor. Having grown to its current state was already defying the natural order. freewebnøvel.com

But if another layer of Spirit Wood Pattern were to be carved onto it, it would be akin to installing a new engine, allowing it to absorb more Dark Power from the world, and perhaps advance even further.

Yue Jinghua concentrated fully, steadying her hand, the needle tip barely touching the leaf surface of the Eight Flames Peony.

The tip of the needle, infused with Dark Energy, left a patterned trail on the leaf.

"Hiss," like a candle facing a sudden gust of backwards wind, Yue Jinghua's control of her Dark Power slightly faltered, and a needle was wasted, causing one of the Eight Flames Peony's leaves to wither immediately.

Yue Jinghua was not discouraged. She held her breath again, this time first probing the Eight Flames Peony with her spiritual power before settling the needle down once more.

Throughout the night, this scene repeated several times, and in total, she wasted five needle tips.

It was on the sixth needle that the last carving was made, and the entire surface of the Eight Flames Peony emitted a red and green alternating glow. The light fluttered for a moment, and the flower of the Eight Flames Peony, like a bonfire swaying in the wind, began to move.

As dawn approached, Yue Chen, having racked his brains to write a lengthy letter, urgently sought her out.

He waited outside the room for a moment without a response, glanced inside the house, and saw not a soul, his pot of Eight Flames Peony placed in front of the desk. No longer hesitating, he pushed open the window and slipped into Yue Jinghua's room.

At the moment the first light of dawn appeared, within the Jingxin Courtyard, amidst the cool morning mist of summer, the small figure of Yue Chen nimbly jumped into Yue Jinghua's chamber.

This was his first time entering this "sister's" boudoir, and, to be precise, the first time he had taken the initiative to interact with someone from the Yue Family.

The chamber was plain and simple, without a trace of lavish decoration befitting a Noble Lady. Behind a silk-screen depicting the four seasons' landscapes, there was a low couch, empty of any occupant.

Several thick history books of the continent lay on the desk, and the Ba Yan Shao flower pot became the only vibrant decoration in the room.

When he clearly saw the Ba Yan Shao, the letter in his hands silently fell to the ground, and Young Master Yue Chen's little mouth opened wide in shock.

Did he see it wrong? He rubbed his eyes, looked carefully again, and there was no mistake, "Nine Flames Peony."

That flower pot, those branches, although missing a few leaves and flowers, were indeed the genuine Nine Flames Peony. She really did it.

Yue Chen could only clutch at his chest, the jade tube shaped like a whistle in his grasp became burning hot.

Lost in thought, Yue Chen did not notice that someone had appeared behind him.

Suddenly, his collar tightened, lifted by two fingers as slender as scallions.

Dark circles under her eyes, Yue Jinghua yawned repeatedly, "Little brat, a woman's boudoir is not a place for you to barge into willy-nilly."

Boudoir? Yue Chen's Baozi face scrunched up, his large, glass marble-like eyes still full of doubt. Is this also called a boudoir?

"You can't even offer lip service, you're really not endearing as a child," Yue Jinghua casually pinched Yue Chen's chubby cheek, which seemed to be squeezable enough to wring out water, picking up the fallen letter from the floor and was greeted with beautiful small script.

After reading the letter, a gleam of approval appeared in Yue Jinghua's eyes. Unexpectedly, a ten-year-old child could produce such fluid calligraphy.

Looking at the content of the letter, it simply described Lie Rou to Yue Jinghua's daily life and briefly, in a younger brother's form, extended greetings to the elder brother, not a word mentioning the ostracism faced by Jingxin Courtyard in Lie Family Mansion, a typical family letter that shares only the good news and not the worries.

Although the child seems dull, he is precocious.

Catching a glimpse of Yue Chen, he was rubbing his face, his little head tilted to one side, sneaking peeks at Yue Jinghua's expression.

This child, he probably hasn't received much praise from others since he was young. Feeling a soft spot in her heart, Yue Jinghua folded the letter neatly and tapped gently on Yue Chen's little head, "You've written it very well, from now on the matter of correspondence will be entrusted to you. As a reward, I'll return that pot of Yan Shao to you."

Yue Chen first lifted his head in surprise, then quickly glanced around the room, biting his lip as if making a big decision, "Give, to you."

"You're such a stubborn kid, you wouldn't even lend it for one night yesterday, but now you're suddenly so generous. I won't be polite and will accept it. However, as your sister, I won't take advantage of you for nothing. You put a lot of effort into this letter, probably didn't sleep well last night, go back and rest for a while. After lunch, I'll take you to the street to buy some new plants, as compensation," Yue Jinghua accepted without refusal, knowing the Nine Flames Peony is of great use to her.

Firstly, it could be used as an ingredient for refining the second type of Elixir Pills, and secondly, it allowed her to further observe the completion of the Spirit Wood Pattern.

However, after accepting the Little boy's flower, Yue Jinghua couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, not expecting that in the Canglong Continent, the first flower she received would be from a ten-year-old Little boy.

She did not have the heart to care, and did not even pay attention to whether Yue Chen had noticed the difference between the Eight Flames and the Nine Flames Peony.

Let alone the thoughtful look in Yue Chen's eyes before he left, Yue Jinghua's entire mind was now occupied by the new elixir, still warm in her sleeve.

After sending Yue Chen to rest, Yue Jinghua took out the newly refined Elixir Pills.

In her hand appeared three Elixir Pills, made with the Nine Flames Peony that did not have a fiery color but were pitch black like ink sludge, emitting an unpleasant odor, uneven in texture, covered with tiny spikes, and at first glance, they looked like a mini version of a modern-day durian, of course, a mini sugar pill version.

"Can this really increase Dark Energy cultivation?" Yue Jinghua furrowed her brows.

Right after the Yan Shao was marked with the Spirit Wood Pattern, she did not hesitate for a moment and immediately went to the alchemy room to begin refining the second type of Elixir Pills.

The reason for Yue Jinghua's eagerness to refine the second type of Elixir Pill was partly because the True Dark Pill was of little use to her at this moment. Another reason was considering Yue Minzhi in Longzhan Country.

The situation in Longzhan Country was much more complex than in Shang Kingdom, with countless strong people, and Yue Minzhi, being a small expert of Dark Earth, would not be affected by the True Dark Pill.

And the second type of alchemy recipe recorded in the Mo Xi Treasure Book – this kind of Elixir Pill, according to the Treasure Book's records, could not directly promote someone a level, but it had unexpected effects.

Unfortunately, refining this Elixir Pill was much more difficult than the True Dark Pill. Yue Jinghua only managed to refine three in one night, and the appearance of the pills was indeed odd, making her hesitant to try them rashly.

"Only got to find someone to test the pills first, then see if they really have miraculous effects. As for the candidate, well, there's a ready one," Yue Jinghua thought, already having someone in mind.