CHAPTER 642: CHAPTER 41: DRAGON AND PHOENIX DUEL (PART 2)

Little Pig was not to be outdone, its red fur bristling as if it were an arrow released from the bowstring.

"Little Pig, where have you run off to again?" In the eerily silent night sky, a phantom hand materialized out of nowhere, grabbing the corpulent bird mid-air and suddenly disappearing.

White Flood Dragon was taken aback, looking down in the direction where the giant hand had vanished, wondering which master it might be.

In an apartment hundreds of meters below, Yezi rubbed Little Pig’s fluffy head, the Star Rhinoceros Ring on his finger still glowing.

"It’s just a passing friend; why are you causing such a fuss? Thankfully, Old Man Fei gave me this ring, otherwise, you all would have become lawless," Yezi said as he tossed the frustrated and defeated Little Pig back into its nest.

Xiao Xian had to learn to master the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors even better.

Xiao Xian lowered the altitude of the flying scissors, hovering about ten centimeters off the ground.

The bright light of the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors was invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people, and with seven or eight centimeters of snow accumulated on the ground, even if a passerby happened to walk by, it would appear as if she were walking on the snow.

Flying with the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors consumed quite a bit of Spiritual Power. After half an hour of flight, Xiao Xian felt that nearly half of her Spiritual Energy was depleted. She didn’t even consume that much when using the Cloud Ascension Technique; it seemed her control still needed practice.

The night was deep, bone-chillingly cold; even the creatures accustomed to the nocturnal lifestyle had retreated.

Due to the freezing weather, both Xiao Xian and the sugarcane seedling were able to absorb less Spiritual Energy.

"No good, the Spiritual Energy is being wasted too fast, and the replenishment can’t keep up with the consumption; I can’t practice anymore tonight," Xiao Xian grew anxious after another half hour passed without improvement.

She simply withdrew the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors and started wandering in the snow.

Ahead was Chaoyang District’s Central Park. The park’s gates were closed, and footprints of various sizes extended from the park’s path onto the main road.

"If only controlling the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors were as simple as walking," Xiao Xian sighed deeply as she looked at the footprints on the snow.

The cold wind laced with faint Spiritual Energy quieted her mind and heart.

Why was there such a massive consumption of Spiritual Power when the flying effect was not up to par?

Xiao Xian recalled that while flying, to ensure that she didn’t fall off the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors, her entire nervous system was on edge, enveloping her body in Spiritual Power and propelling the Scissors forward with her own Spiritual Power.

The feeling of flight was akin to a coachman urging on a weary old horse; both the person and the horse exhausted.

When employing the Cloud Ascension Technique... with just a slight effort, she would ascend swiftly.

"Why does it feel even more exhausting with the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors? Is it the method of using Spiritual Power, or something else?" For Xiao Xian, using the Cloud Ascension Technique was as familiar as an old routine; when she still had the garbage space, the Spiritual Energy she carried was barely detectable.

Back when she was still called Zhou Xiaoxian, due to her pitifully little Spiritual Power, Xiao Xian distributed her Spiritual Power to her lower body and then learned to concentrate it at her feet, lifting her toe, and using Spiritual Power to leap into the air.

During the leap, she would pull back her power when half of her Spiritual Power was spent, using the remainder to protect her ankles, ensuring a safe landing. This practice minimized the waste of Spiritual Power, avoided jumping too high, and ensured that she wouldn’t tumble upon landing.

After recalling the entire process of using the Cloud Ascension Technique, Xiao Xian reconsidered the scene when using the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors.

With a thought, the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors soared like a shooting star, stopping by her side. In the darkness of the night, it emitted a faint glow.

Forged from an Outer Heaven Meteor Crystal and then crafted by Mei Xiang with Volcanic Melt, the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors were indeed Spiritual Objects.

At this moment, they were also breathing and absorbing, Spiritual Energy circling around them, emitting bursts of light.

Logically speaking, with the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors as support, Xiao Xian should have to use even less Spiritual Power.

"The Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors are Spiritual Objects, and flying is their inherent ability. If I just focus on staying steady on the Scissors without falling off and rely solely on the Scissors themselves, wouldn’t the effect be better? That way, even the Spiritual Power needed to take off could be saved," Xiao Xian pondered, then gently stood on the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors.

This time, she didn’t immediately drive the Scissors. She relaxed her entire body, and the newly surged Spiritual Energy within her converged at her feet.

Two points of concentration formed on the palm-sized Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors. "Let the Scissors fly once more," Xiao Xian whispered softly, and the Scissors trembled slightly before beginning to glide.

First one meter, then two meters, both speed and elevation increased. Her once-anxious heart settled a bit, and her body transformed from stiff to relaxed.

Above the Chaoyang Central Park, the light like a shooting star glimmered all night long.

At dawn, Xuerou was awakened by Yiyi knocking on the door, holding a note in her hand that read: "I’m heading back to Yanqing, I’ll use flight."

The two of them exchanged puzzled looks over the note. In just one night, did she make it?

When dawn barely broke, Xiao Xian had left that note. The Sea Buckthorn and new Cushion brought back from the North Campus had already been delivered to the Agricultural Specialty Store by Pharmacist Huang.

Recently, business at the Agricultural Specialty Store was mediocre due to the cold weather, and Zhuo Feng and his wife were busy and hadn’t visited the store much.

Early in the morning, a snowy fog rose in the city, which was convenient for Xiao Xian’s flight but presented a new problem: poor visibility. Xiao Xian didn’t dare to fly fast, only hovering about two hundred meters high, moving slowly.

Her face reddened by the wind, she entered the main urban area about half an hour later. Occasionally flying past a stray winter bird, Xiao Xian could now actively dodge it.

"Yanqing is to the southwest of Beijing, heading southwest should be correct," Xiao Xian steadied her thoughts, as a familiar white light flashed in front of her, and Little White Jiao appeared before her.

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