So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

Chapter 12 Manipulation Spells

Jiu'an Pavilion, in the courtyard.

Ling Jiuan stood on a sharpened wooden stake and continued to improve his Xuan-level body skills.

Diligence can make up for lack of talent, and it is the only way for her to improve her abilities now.

Lei Tingyi came out from the side room and glanced at the sky.

Before daybreak, he woke up and planned to go to the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, when I came out, I saw Ling Jiuan finding two wooden stakes and training.

She won the competition and returned to the Ling family. She had to enjoy the life of a rich lady for two days, but she didn't expect that she would not relax for a moment.

Lei Tingyi curled his lips unconsciously and walked over to stand under the hibiscus tree.

"Have you read the talisman record I gave you?"

As soon as Ling Jiuan opened his mouth, he lost his temper and fell off the wooden stake.

She fell to the ground without crying out in pain, but just frowned and quickly got up.

"I didn't go to bed until midnight, but I don't have any spiritual roots or spiritual power. Even if I learn how to draw the spell, I can't make it work."

Lei Tingyi didn't say anything. He picked up a hibiscus flower and threw it into the air, then put his two fingers together and said, "Scatter!"

The petals of the hibiscus flower instantly spread out and flew towards Ling Jiuan, like a flying knife shaped like petals.

Ling Jiuan took a few steps back and dodged to the side.

A few petals hit the wooden stake, penetrating straight into the wood.

As soon as Ling Jiuan stretched out his hand, the wooden stake broke into several pieces.

The wooden stake she had found with great difficulty was broken, but she didn't care and just picked up the petals.

The petals are soft and you can't sense any spiritual power when you touch them.

"I don't have spiritual power, nor do I have the spells in the painting book, but I can still drive the petals to hurt the target I want to hurt."

Lei Tingyi came over, looked at Ling Jiuan's eager eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The spell is not the key, and neither is the spiritual power. As long as you remember the spells that drive the spells, concentrate your mind and spirit in a short period of time, you can naturally unleash the power of the spell."

"I understand."

Ling Jiuan collected a few petals and spread them out in his palm.

"I saw a small spell last night. It doesn't have much killing power. It's used to confuse the enemy and make them run away. It's very easy."

Lei Tingyi raised his eyebrows curiously: "Would you like to try it?"

Ling Jiuan took a deep breath, held his concentration, and stared straight at the petals in his palm.

The yard was very quiet, and the petals were still.

Lei Tingyi waited for a while, and when he saw that she didn't respond, he yawned: "Practice slowly, it won't be done in a short time, I'll go first..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ling Jiuan muttering a few words quickly, then blew a deep breath into his palm.

The petals instantly turned into powder and flew towards his face.

Lei Tingyi raised his arm to cover it with his sleeve, but the powder was still one step faster and flew onto his face.

"It's done, it's done! This little spell can turn objects into powder, which can be used to dazzle the enemy's eyes and help them escape. I succeeded!" Ling Jiuan clapped his hands in joy.

Lei Tingyi rubbed his itchy eyes and said speechlessly: "Do you have to try it on me? I'm allergic to hibiscus flowers."

"what?"

Ling Jiuan was shocked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Let me see!"

She stepped forward, grabbed Lei Tingyi's hand, and pulled his arm off.

Lei Tingyi squinted his eyes, his eyelids were red, and upon closer inspection, there were some red dots.

Ling Jiuan was at a loss and said, "Does it hurt? That's not right. You just touched the hibiscus flower with your hand. How come you're fine?"

"I touched the stems and leaves, Ling Jiuan, you..."

Before Lei Tingyi could finish his words, he couldn't stand the itch anymore and rubbed it hard.

Seeing that he looked like he was going to press his eyeballs in, Ling Jiuan hurried into the house and brought a pot of cold tea.

"Lei Tingyi, take your hands away. I have a way."

Lei Tingyi closed his eyes and obediently put down the water.

Wow!

The herbal tea splashed on my face was like being slapped by water.

Water was dripping down Lei Tingyi's face, and his hair and clothes were all wet.

He wiped the tea off his face, and there were still a few tea leaves stuck on it.

"Ling Jiuan."

Lei Tingyi smiled.

Oops.

Ling Jiuan inexplicably felt a chill on his back. He carefully moved over to help him remove a few tea leaves, smiling awkwardly.

"Well, thank you for teaching me this method. I'm going to practice it first. You, you, you should go take a shower right away!"

Ling Jiuan slipped away in a flash.

Lei Tingyi stood in the yard for a long time without figuring out what was going on. He just came out to use the toilet, but why did he get himself into such a mess?

He waited until daybreak before taking a shower and changing his clothes.

Ling Jiuan lay by the window flipping through a book, memorizing some spells that interested her and were very useful.

Seeing Lei Tingyi come out and change into white clothes, she closed the book and looked at him carefully.

The clothes were prepared by the Ling family.

When Lei Tingyi followed her in the spiritual field, he was only wearing the gray clothes that had been struck by lightning and whose original color could not be seen.

Now with the change of clothes, his face looked even more handsome, but his eyes were still very red, like a rabbit's.

Ling Jiuan was evaluating Lei Tingyi's appearance in his mind when he turned around as if sensing something.

When their eyes met, Lei Tingyi's eyes seemed to contain a bit of resentment.

Ling Jiuan eased the embarrassment: "The servant brought some food, are you hungry?"

After Lei Tingyi finished speaking, he inadvertently looked at the hibiscus tree and saw that the tree was bare and all the flowers had been plucked out at some point.

He paused slightly, was silent for a moment, then walked over and served two bowls of porridge.

Ling Jiuan still stared at him.

Lei Tingyi pursed his lips and asked, "Don't you want to eat?"

Seeing that he didn't care about that matter anymore, Ling Jiuan immediately smiled, put down the book and came over.

"I'm hungry, let's eat together!"

The two sat opposite each other, drinking white porridge and eating side dishes.

Lei Tingyi drank a mouthful of porridge.

"I heard from the servants this morning that there is something the Ling family needs in the secret realm. As the one who successfully defended the ring, you should also be tasked with this task."

Ling Jiuan put down his chopsticks and said, "I entered the secret realm to find some treasures to improve my strength. Besides, there are 20 people going in, so they just need to go all out to find them. My father won't rely on me alone, right?"

"You defeated two people who were at the peak of Qi training. There are not many young people in the Ling family who can do this. I think it is very likely that you will be asked to find them."

Lei Tingyi gave Ling Jiuan a meaningful look and said, "Time is running out. It's too dangerous to go to the secret realm with your current abilities. You must learn some self-defense spells and improve your body."

"I know."

Ling Jiuan finished all the porridge in the bowl, and said with a firm look: "I will never back down on the road to becoming stronger."

She also didn't allow herself to back down!

As soon as she finished speaking, someone around Ling Changfeng came over to call her.

Ling Jiuan followed several guards to meet Ling Changfeng.

The courtyard became quiet. Lei Tingyi's identity made it inconvenient for him to move around, so he decided to sit down and meditate for a while.

He closed his eyes and tried to explore his Dantian.

The spiritual power sealed in the Dantian did not respond at all, as if it was dormant inside and unwilling to come out.

To this day, Lei Tingyi still doesn't know why, after he was injured, his spiritual power sank into his dantian and was no longer under his control.

Even if he had been seriously injured, his spiritual power would not be sealed for no reason.

Could it be that the evil cultivator did something to him?

Soon, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Lei Tingyi's forehead.

He concentrated and prepared to try again, when he suddenly felt a shadow falling in front of him, and a faint smell of powder...