This item is a pair with the Jade Divine磬! When used together, there will be a "golden sound and jade vibration" transformation. At this point, raise the golden striker above your chest, level with your mouth. Hold the golden striker in your right hand, strike the Jade Divine磬, and produce sound. It can expand the power of spells, guide immeasurable changes, and surely lead one to comprehend the Heavenly Dao!
The Jade Divine磬 is an item of the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable, and this item does not exist in the outer mountains and rivers!
When the golden striker is used alone, its power to expand spells is greatly reduced, less than one-tenth of the combined attack of the two items. When striking ordinary磬 instruments, it consumes a huge amount of vital energy, essence, spirit, and the chance of comprehending the Heavenly Dao is small.
Each use of the golden striker requires the consumption of one-tenth of one's vital energy.
Reciting "Move the Gods" expands the power of the already cast spell, with a doubling effect.
Reciting "Save All Beings" once, destroys and ignores all spells cast by the opponent, and the next attack will surely hit a vital point.
Hitting a vital point three or more times will reduce the opponent's current realm. The same enemy can only be affected once.
It is ineffective when attacking mortals and will cause the opponent to bleed, become dizzy, feel pain, and cry out. The opponent may then fight back.
This time, the blank divine牌 displayed an extremely large amount of text, flashing frequently, which greatly shocked Ji Xiang.
The Emperor Jiajing's club, the golden striker, also known as the physical salvation club... this instruction manual is indeed more wordy than a monster-slaying guide.
Afraid you wouldn't know how to use it, so they gave you more hints. This is reasonable. However, just one use, a single strike, consumes one-tenth of one's vital energy.
It's not suitable as a weapon, but rather as a hidden weapon, to deliver a fatal blow at a critical moment.
Ji Xiang was contemplating saving the Great Divine Spell to deal with the so-called Fire Lord, or finding a way to rescue the Emperor and have him leave the harem area to reach the outer palace. This way, the city-guarding Heavenly Officials and the Northern Garrison Command could be summoned, and under the siege of a crowd of Heavenly Officials, no Fire Lord would be able to survive.
If you can't beat them, call for backup.
Now, with this golden striker, it seems he has more self-preservation power in unexpected situations!
This item has now become a reserved move!
"This is the golden striker, a magical artifact used by Emperor Shizong in the past. Its function is... Huh?"
Consort Dowager Shang looked at Ji Xiang and suddenly smiled mysteriously:
"Looking at your expression, it seems you recognize this item?"
Ji Xiang naturally couldn't say that he knew everything now, so he quickly explained:
"No, this poor... this humble Taoist was startled by the origin of this item."
"A striker used by Emperor Shizong, it is likely to scare away all gods and ghosts!"
Consort Dowager Shang gave a noncommittal chuckle, gave a brief explanation of its use, and then urged Ji Xiang to quickly take the item and strike down those fire gods.
"This item is of no use to me for now, you can take it."
Ji Xiang thanked her immediately and quickly said: "This is Emperor Shizong's item. This humble Taoist dares not keep it for himself. After quelling the divine chaos, I will surely return it to Your Ladyship with both hands."
So he took the golden striker and suddenly felt a warm and gentle current enter his body, which quickly disappeared.
Consort Dowager Shang said faintly:
"This item is a gift to you, and you don't need to return it for now. Take it with you."
Don't need to return it for now?
Ji Xiang didn't know what this meant, but he didn't dare to ask further. He could only thank her again, thinking that this Consort Dowager was just being polite and wouldn't really expect it back. If he didn't return it, he might get entangled in some other matters, just like receiving red envelopes during the New Year; everyone says it's unacceptable, but their pockets are bigger than anyone else's.
For every red envelope received, you have to return one when you visit!
Ji Xiang muttered to himself, then remembered something else, which was finding jade to deal with the Ju Kou ghost. His eyes lit up, and he said to Consort Dowager Shang:
"This humble Taoist would like to borrow two more items from Your Ladyship."
"What items?"
"Jade and sugar. Any kind of jade, any kind of sugar, is fine."
Consort Dowager Shang didn't ask Ji Xiang what he intended to do. Without a word, she pulled a jade hairpin from her head and threw it to Ji Xiang, then said:
"I'll give you the jade, but I don't have any sugar. How old am I? I don't eat sugar anymore."
Ji Xiang thanked her and said no more, because at this moment, the three fire gods had reached the corner.
Turning around, he leaned against the door crack, casually grabbed a handful of mud, thought for a moment, and stuffed it into the Sanqing Bell. This would prevent the bell from ringing, and the mud could be used as needed.
He saw three fire gods walking past West First Street and turning to West Second Street. Ahead, a large fire blocked the way, clearly indicating that the Emperor was trapped inside.
The three fire gods turned their backs.
Ji Xiang then immediately drew his sword, took this golden club, and turned out of the palace gate to ambush them.
Consort Dowager Shang, on the other hand, didn't care about the situation outside. She walked back to the front of Yongning Palace and sat down in her original position.
Then, she muttered to herself:
"When Emperor Shizong was still alive, there was never such a commotion in the Forbidden City... But speaking of which, I also burned the Forbidden City back then. If I had cultivation now, dispelling such a sea of fire would be a small matter."
"It's truly strange, this child gives me an indescribable peculiar feeling, as if he is neither living nor dead."
"When Wudang Mountain recruits disciples, do they now accept anything?"
Consort Dowager Shang's eyes held a look of confusion. She could discern Ji Xiang's cultivation level, but she felt an anomaly regarding Ji Xiang's very existence.
Neither alive nor dead, seemingly neither human nor ghost.
If he were a deity, she couldn't discern his divine position.
"Truly strange, how peculiar! After cultivating in the deep palace for thirty-one years, are there such strange people in the outside world?"
Leaning back in her chair, she gazed at the half-red, fire-like night sky outside.
"There are still more than twelve years and six months until my death."
"In the year before that, I will exhaust my cultivation. After that, it will be three years for the 'pearl falling into the Yellow Court' and nine years for the 'innate transformation'."
"The golden striker is temporarily useless to me. Keeping it by my side is actually a hindrance. I was already planning to find someone with cultivation to give it to in six months. Now that he has taken it proactively, it's fine, even if it's earlier."
"Nurturing this item consumes too much. If a divine object is not constantly nurtured, it becomes a pile of scrap metal, especially such a national artifact. However, I will need its help again in twelve years. I cannot abandon it, but if I don't abandon it, it interferes with my cultivation."
"Taoist, you will help me nurture it for twelve years. This item recognizes your vital energy, and it will not be easy for you to get rid of it. Its appetite is very large, so you must prepare more vital energy."
"But I see that you are not an ordinary person, and you seem to have great luck."
"The divine artifact changes hands in twelve years."
Consort Dowager Shang closed her eyes, seemingly to rest. She thought back to the time when she was thirteen years old, listening to Emperor Jiajing strike the golden磬 with the golden striker in the palace. The palace was filled with fragrant clouds, and the old celestial being sat with his eyes closed, chanting scriptures.
It was Emperor Jiajing who led her onto the path of cultivation. She vaguely remembered that the old emperor called her having the "posture of an immortal."
More than thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The gate of Yongning Palace, unguarded, slowly closed at this moment.