My Arms Can Turn into Blades

Chapter 380 - 229: Ballpoint Pen Dipped in Vermillion—The Pinnacle of Half-Heartedness

Because of the two sisters, Chen Lusi had already become immune. He kept talking while continuously copying the shape of the ’Shrinking Earth Talisman’ from the picture.

He didn’t care if it looked alike, as long as it captured the spirit of it.

"And then?"

Si Yujie rested her chin in her hand, smiling as she asked.

Although she felt Chen Lusi was messing around, she was also curious about how he had returned.

But perhaps she had been bored for too long, so she wasn’t in a hurry to get to the bottom of it, instead watching Chen Lusi’s somewhat ’childish’ copying with great interest.

"Then I succeeded."

The ’Shrinking Earth Talisman’ under Chen Lusi’s pen was about to take form: "Then I came here, and now I’m trying to find a way back."

"Succeeded? Trying to find a way back?"

Si Yujie was momentarily stunned, then reacted with a helpless laugh: "Zhang Xiufeng must have made a mistake. He should have given you a finished Shrinking Earth Talisman. The Daoist lineage has been broken, how could adding a talisman head make it work!

Let alone your doodle-like copying, it’s useless. I’ll book you a plane ticket; you can go back tomorrow, but stay the night here today."

She roughly understood what had happened.

Zhang Xiufeng’s foolishness had really caused trouble... even making a fine young man start drawing talismans.

Although, it was quite amusing.

Chen Lusi said nothing more.

Si Yujie watched Chen Lusi’s serious profile and couldn’t help but smile, letting him draw in silence.

Very soon.

Chen Lusi completed the Shrinking Earth Talisman.

What could one say?

It’s not that it didn’t look similar,

it’s just that it was utterly unrelated.

... It lacked any semblance of elegance, the lines were broken and disjointed; after all, it was a copying attempt.

More importantly, Chen Lusi drew the talisman on A4 paper...

If he had drawn it on yellow paper, Si Yujie might still have harbored some hope of belief.

But drawn on A4 paper, she could only give it a juvenile appraisal.

At this thought.

Si Yujie couldn’t help but point to the A4 paper on the table: "Chen Lusi, you should know talismans need to be drawn on talisman paper, right?"

"Seems like it..."

Chen Lusi paused, then slowly shook his head: "But whatever, it’s all the same."

"All the same?"

Si Yujie laughed again, immensely entertained: "Then show me what’s the same?"

With that,

She reached out to tug at Chen Lusi’s ponytail.

It was indeed amusing.

Since Chen Lusi had returned, even the dull task of idleness had become interesting.

"..."

Chen Lusi tilted his head slightly, stepping back to avoid Si Yujie’s hand.

At the same time, he picked up the talisman drawn on the A4 paper.

"All done."

Chen Lusi held the A4 paper between his right index and middle fingers, lifting it up.

Rustle—

The paper swayed, making a faint noise.

Si Yujie laughed even more happily, about to speak.

But suddenly.

She noticed... the edges of the pattern on the A4 paper suddenly started to glow with a golden light.

"?"

Si Yujie’s beautiful eyes widened slightly, not yet comprehending.

"See you, Sister Siyu."

Chen Lusi lightly shook the A4 paper, the paper swayed again and made a sound.

Immediately after,

it burst into flames... the burning embers floated forward.

Chen Lusi was enveloped by the embers, suddenly retreating, collapsing, and shrinking, turning into a wisp of smoke, disappearing instantly.

The scattered embers were swept up by the wind.

"..............."

Si Yujie stood among countless tiny embers drifting toward her, dumbfoundedly gazing at the empty space ahead, her mouth agape as if she could fit an egg.

What kind of joke is this!!!!

...

"Sis... Brother-in-law!?"

Meanwhile.

Jinling Celestial Strategy Mansion Branch.

The top floor.

Lin Wan’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at her sister.

After the initial shock.

She finally realized that Chen Lusi was gone! Just like that, he was gone.

Lin Ying extended her fair hand, catching a wisp of floating ember, not rushing to answer but instead showing a contemplative expression.

"Sis." Lin Wan moved closer to her sister, wearing a worried expression.

"He..."

Lin Ying came to her senses, about to explain.

But just as she uttered one word,

the air in front of them suddenly twisted.

Then,

countless embers surged from the void, exploding like arranged flowers.

At the same time,

the figure of Chen Lusi suddenly appeared.

He stumbled on the ground, trying hard to steady himself, but there was no long table to grab onto here.

So ultimately, he couldn’t maintain his balance, stumbling forward, followed by a stagger, and fell directly ahead.

"Ugh..."

"Ugh..."

The two sisters were knocked down, both simultaneously letting out a muffled sound.

Chen Lusi gently shook his head, waiting for the dizziness to subside before lifting his head.

Lin Ying and Lin Wan were both looking at him.

Why are they so close?

Bewildered, Chen Lusi looked at the two dazzling faces within arm’s reach.

But quickly.

He realized something, slowly lowering his head to look...

The two sisters were under him, each held in one of his arms.

Chen Lusi: "..."

...

At the same time.

Dragon Tiger Mountain.

"Agh! I actually forgot!"

Zhang Xiufeng slapped his thigh, suddenly remembering something, lamenting: "I completely forgot to tell Chen Lusi how to draw the talisman head for the Shrinking Earth Talisman! If he drew from online, it would definitely not work! I’m so careless! I don’t know if it’ll be too late by tomorrow!"

On the other side,

a young Daoist looked at the Celestial Master, who was slapping his thigh, with wide eyes.

Unfamiliar.

Is this the Celestial Master who has cultivated for decades? How did he become like this after a trip down the mountain?

"I’d better draw another one for backup."

Zhang Xiufeng paid no attention to the young Daoist’s shocked gaze. After his soliloquy, he pondered carefully before immediately reaching into his robe for vermillion, seemingly intending to draw something.

But before he could gather all his materials... a dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded from outside the hall.

"Zhang Xiufeng, my Celestial Master Zhang, what madness are you on about? What do you mean by seeing the Ancestral Celestial Master? What do you mean Daoism is saved? Do you know what you’re saying?"