Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao's stunned expression and pretended to be confused, "What's wrong? Did you see I was sick?"
"You're sick in the head," Mu Anxiao said, immediately releasing Feng Qishi's hand. "How did you cultivate your spiritual energy?"
"What do you mean by that? I don't quite understand," Feng Qishi said deliberately.
Mu Anxiao frowned. "Feng Qishi, can you stop playing dumb with me? You know how much spiritual energy you have."
"You saw it," Feng Qishi said softly.
Mu Anxiao put one hand on her hip and tilted her head. "According to my estimation, your spiritual energy is more than a hundred times mine."
"It's only about three hundred," Feng Qishi said monotonously.
Mu Anxiao: "..." She put on a serious face. She had always believed that cultivating spiritual energy was an extremely difficult thing, but it seemed exceptionally easy for Feng Qishi. In just one year, she had achieved nothing, while Feng Qishi had nearly three hundred spiritual energy. Thinking about it, Mu Anxiao felt dejected.
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao's dejected expression and couldn't help but smile. "Are you trying to anger me, or..."
"Why are you suddenly so powerful, and why can't I ever succeed?" Mu Anxiao finally couldn't hold back, looking up at Feng Qishi's eyes. "Tell me, am I not suited to be an immortal?"
"You..."
"Or is it because my path to becoming an immortal wasn't pure, because I secretly drank your immortal blood, that's why," Mu Anxiao interrupted, her eyes full of thought. "Every time I show signs of success, I fall back down. Is this my retribution?"
"Silly Mu, what are you thinking?" Feng Qishi asked, looking serious. "Do you know why I didn't tell you?"
"Isn't it because you're afraid I'll be jealous of you?" Mu Anxiao felt jealous of Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi frowned. "No, it's because I feel I'm not as capable as you. Take the healing spell, for example. Honestly, if it weren't for you, I would never dare to use it. Without you, I wouldn't have the courage to use any spells."
"You are a great god, and I'm just a beggar who isn't even an immortal, a good-for-nothing who can never complete missions. I can't compare to you, and I never will," Mu Anxiao said dejectedly.
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao's frustrated look, sighed, and said, "It seems like nothing I say will help." "I want to be alone for a while," Mu Anxiao said softly.
Feng Qishi: "You be quiet. I'm going back. " As he spoke, he walked over to Shu'er's body.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao's eyes sank, and she turned to look at Feng Qishi, saying, "How did you do it?"
Feng Qishi crouched down and placed his hand on Shu'er's head. "My master said that each immortal has a different method of imparting spiritual energy. In fact, I'm similar to you, perhaps even more useless than you."
"You..."
"Silly Mu, remember this," Feng Qishi withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes slightly. "You brought me back. The spiritual energy in my soul and body was transferred to me by you, regardless of your own safety. You became useless because of me. If there's any responsibility, a large part of it lies with me. Do you understand what I mean?"
"I don't understand," Mu Anxiao said softly.
Feng Qishi listened to Mu Anxiao's perfunctory reply, clenched his fist, then stood up, turned to Mu Anxiao, and conjured his long sword, "My life was given to me by you."
"But you jumped from the hospital rooftop for me back then. You don't remember these things, but I do," Mu Anxiao said firmly.
Back then, due to the vine spirit and those demon souls, Feng Qishi fell from the hospital rooftop and could not be revived, dying in the hospital. Because of his native family situation, he had lost the will to live and begged Mu Anxiao to bring him back. After returning, with the help of the old gentleman, he returned to Shen Yan's body. Thus, he gained rebirth. He had never forgotten Mu Anxiao. So now, seeing Mu Anxiao like this, he became anxious. "You saved me, silly Mu. This is not the time for you to be dejected."
"I can't muster the spirit."
"Silly Mu, I've decided. From now on, my goal is to help you increase your spiritual energy."
"I don't want a quick fix."
"I don't have that ability either. Don't worry, I'll find a way. Just wait to become stronger."
"...." Mu Anxiao felt uncertain.
Feng Qishi looked calmly at Mu Anxiao's loss of confidence and said lightly, "Do you know what I felt the first time I met you?"
"Why are you suddenly talking about this?"
Mu Anxiao couldn't remember many things from the mortal world clearly, but she had had many embarrassing moments in the mortal world. Therefore, hearing Feng Qishi mention this now, she felt resistant.
"Just tell me if you want to know," Feng Qishi smiled.
Mu Anxiao's eyes flickered, and then she became curious. "I do, but I know you won't have anything good to say."
"That's for sure," Feng Qishi said with a smile. "Honestly, the first time I saw you in the mortal world, I thought you were a confident girl. That sense of confidence you exuded made me feel you were very strong."
"Really?" Mu Anxiao asked, suddenly doubting if Feng Qishi was talking about her.
Feng Qishi: "Why would I lie to you? But," he said, "ever since you lost your spiritual energy and started cultivating again, you've changed. From a certain point, you started staring at spiritual energy all the time. I think this is also why you can't cultivate."
"What do you mean?" Mu Anxiao found Feng Qishi's words quite reasonable.
Feng Qishi: "It means you're focusing your attention in the wrong place. What you need to do is improve your spells, not..."
"Isn't it that you need spiritual energy first, and then spells? Besides, some spells cannot be used if the spiritual energy is insufficient. My master told me this."
"My master said not to worry about anything and just practice. Gradually, you'll learn the spells, and your spiritual energy will also increase."
"Practice..." Mu Anxiao raised her hand and touched her head. "I don't quite understand."
"Do you still remember the spells from the past?" Feng Qishi suddenly asked.
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao immediately understood Feng Qishi's meaning. "I can't do it."
"Just tell me if you can." "I can, but I abandoned this spell a long time ago."
"Try it now," Feng Qishi gestured with his chin.
Mu Anxiao hesitated.
Feng Qishi: "The mission is your way to increase spiritual energy, but practicing spells is also a way to increase spiritual energy. This is what I've summarized over a year."
"Did your master give you..."
"Becoming an immortal relies 20% on your master, 20% on celestial affinity, and the remaining 60% on yourself. The only way to rely on yourself is through exploration. To put it bluntly," Feng Qishi interrupted, "you rely too much on your master."
"How do I rely on my master? My master hasn't helped me much this year."
"If he didn't help you, how did you get saved? I'm talking about what just happened," Feng Qishi said seriously.
Mu Anxiao pursed her lips. "He told me to jump, so I jumped. The subsequent actions were all completed by myself, otherwise, I would have died long ago."
"So, your master only gave you pointers, but everything else, you still relied on yourself, right?" Feng Qishi said lightly.
Mu Anxiao nodded.
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