Subduing the Artifact Spirit (Through Physical Means)

In this cultivation world, with its treacherous hearts, it's quite common to be knocked unconscious and then meet with misfortune, like having your storage bag stolen~

Screams echoed from the distance, while Bai Lan remained still, eyes closed, resting.

Long Aotian, beaten by the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion assassins, was now completely drained of spiritual energy, utterly unable to fight back.

He was like a fish on a chopping block at this point, at the mercy of others.

Half an hour later.

Only after hearing the footsteps of a group of people leaving did Bai Lan slowly open her eyes.

She took two steps forward to check on Long Aotian's condition.

"Tsk, truly pathetic," Bai Lan tutted, shaking her head.

This was the nature of a Child of Destiny in their developmental phase. Their early stages were fraught with disaster and hardship, only for them to grow stronger later.

But...

Now that Bai Lan had appeared, she guaranteed that the Child of Destiny would never have a developmental phase with her around.

She would ensure Long Aotian spent his entire life in a state of constant disaster and hardship.

Otherwise, she would be the one to die.

"...You... What do you want to do...!" Long Aotian instinctively clutched his storage bag.

Bai Lan chuckled, "Oh, you're still awake."

Long Aotian tried to speak again, but only blood gushed from his mouth.

"Why else would I be here? To take advantage of your weakness, of course. Why ask?" Bai Lan lightly laughed, then yanked the storage bag from Long Aotian's waist and gave it a little shake. "As expected of a Child of Destiny, to obtain another storage bag in such a short time. Your luck is quite good."

Long Aotian was so enraged he coughed up blood, "You!!!"

"What about me? Who was it that initially shouted 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river' with such fierce arrogance, wanting to kill me? Tsk tsk tsk," Bai Lan shook her head, a smile in her eyes. "I prefer peace and thus never easily make enemies, but that doesn't mean I fear conflict. Everything was your own doing."

Long Aotian took a deep breath, stiffened his neck, and fainted on the spot.

"..."

"Host, you made Long Aotian faint," the System exclaimed in shock.

Bai Lan shrugged, "He's just too narrow-minded. It's not my fault."

"Alright," the System patted its nonexistent heart.

The current plot seemed to be developing in a strange direction. It had a premonition that in the competition three months later, the host might not necessarily lose.

Returning to her small cabin, Bai Lan took out the spoils of her trip one by one.

Long Aotian's storage bag, one hundred Spirit Stones obtained from Bai Ling, the useless White Jade Folding Fan, and... that Spatial Black Stone.

Holding the black stone in her hand, Bai Lan pondered for a moment before lightly slicing her palm on a sharp edge.

Hiss, that hurt.

Grimacing and enduring the pain, Bai Lan dripped her blood onto the black stone bit by bit. She then casually wrapped a piece of white cloth around her hand before continuing to wait for any unusual changes.

A moment later.

The black stone remained completely still.

Bai Lan gritted her teeth.

As expected, things that the Child of Destiny can open easily require ten times, or even more, effort from ordinary people to obtain.

In the plot, a single drop of blood from the Child of Destiny, falling onto it accidentally, was enough to awaken the Artifact Spirit within the black stone.

Now that it was someone else, her blood had practically coated the entire black stone, yet it still didn't work.

"Crack!"

Tossing the black stone onto the table, Bai Lan gritted her teeth and spoke, "Artifact Spirit inside, listen up! If you don't come out, I'll throw this stone into a cesspit, drown it for ten to eight years, and then roast it over a fire until it's burnt to a crisp!"

After her fierce threat, a voice actually echoed from within the black stone.

"I won't come out! Na-na-na-boo-boo! My kind of Artifact Spirits only recognize those with great destiny as masters. You're just an ordinary person, and you still dare to think of obtaining this Artifact Spirit? What a pipe dream!" The Artifact Spirit's voice was extremely arrogant.

"The master you recognize is that woman named Bai Ling who confronted me on the street, isn't it?" Bai Lan said calmly.

The Artifact Spirit snorted, "Naturally!"

Bai Lan chuckled, but her tone turned icy, "Then fine. Since you cannot be used by me, I naturally won't hand you over to my enemy.

"In that case... I'll throw you into the mortal realm, seal you at the bottom of a ten-thousand-foot-deep cliff with Spiritual Energy, and then set up multiple sealing formations to imprison you. You can wait there patiently and see when the next Child of Destiny will appear, and whether you'll ever see the light of day again." Bai Lan's voice was sinister, her threat evident.

"How can you do this!" The Artifact Spirit became somewhat anxious.

It had waited for a long time for someone to break the seal again.

If it were thrown back into the mortal realm, it might wait for tens of thousands of years before finding a suitable person.

"I will do this, what can you do about it?" Bai Lan's voice held no emotion. "What I cannot obtain, I naturally will not let others obtain either."

The Artifact Spirit only recognized those with great destiny as masters, and 'those with great destiny' clearly referred to the Children of Destiny.

But she happened to be the enemy of the two Children of Destiny in this world.

If the Spatial Black Stone were left in the cultivation world, it would eventually fall into their hands and become the Child of Destiny's fortuitous encounter.

"My time is precious, and I don't have time to wait for you for too long. In the time it takes for one incense stick to burn, either you recognize me as your master, or you return to your sealed state. Choose." Bai Lan said indifferently. "To add, I dislike meaningless waiting. I hope you have some self-awareness. For me, obtaining you or sealing you away won't take much effort."

Artifact Spirit: "..."

The System was stunned. "Host, you're amazing!"

Bai Lan replied with her eyes, "If I weren't a bit amazing, how could I subdue it!"

The terms described in the plot text, such as a 'gentle and cute artifact spirit,' were completely inaccurate!

Her gaze swept coldly towards the Spatial Black Stone. The stone, motionless on the table, trembled slightly and continued its silence.

Bai Lan took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the bloodstains from her palm.

Suddenly, a memory flashed in her mind: there was a low-level mystical technique in the Library Pavilion called the Water Healing Technique, which could use water spiritual energy to heal injuries?

As the thought crossed her mind, Bai Lan's palm condensed a ball of water vapor, which gathered at the wound.

A tingling, itchy sensation slowly spread from within the wound on her palm, accompanied by waves of slight numbness.

As time passed, the wound gradually shrank, eventually leaving no trace behind.

A flicker of surprise flashed in Bai Lan's eyes.

So this is a mystical technique from the cultivation world! Truly miraculous.

With this, I could even open a small clinic back on Blue Star and get rich!

No, I'd still need a medical license. How would I even get one? Just conjure a water ball? I can't even explain the principle clearly. Better not...

Shaking the water off her hands, Bai Lan frowned and stood up. "Still haven't made up your mind?"

The Spatial Black Stone swayed. "I, I am a noble artifact spirit..."

"In the next second, I can turn you from a noble artifact spirit into an uninteresting rock in a cesspit. Believe it or not."

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