Telepathy

What exactly is causing Ma Feifei such a headache?

The reason is...

"Smack~"

Inside the kitchen, Ma Feifei looked at the porcelain bowl she Crush Grip with her left hand, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yes, from the moment he obtained the Dragon God Arm, Ma Feifei felt that his left hand was no longer his own. Ma Feifei had absolutely no control over the strength of his left arm; anything he tried to pick up with it would be Crush Grip. For example, right now, Ma Feifei was making dinner, and just as he was about to pick up a porcelain bowl to serve the food, the bowl shattered...

"Is this some kind of Kirin Arm?" Ma Feifei casually tossed aside the broken bowl in her hand, glanced at the vegetables in the large pot that had been burnt because they had missed their chance, sighed, blew out the firewood, and went to the rocking chair in the backyard to lie down.

His left hand instinctively rested on the handrail, and with a 'snap,' Ma Feifei ripped it off.

"What the hell..." Ma Feifei was so angry that he threw the handrail into the air.

"Whoosh~" The handrail shot through the air.

"Oh dear, what am I going to do?" Ma Feifei was on the verge of a mental breakdown because of his left arm. For the past few nights, he'd Rest directly on the floor, for a simple reason: his bed had been crushed by his own arm...

In the entire Mysterious Bookstore, apart from the tables, chairs, books, paper, Ballpoint Pen, and tea sets provided by the system—which could withstand the power of the Dragon God Arm —everything else would shatter at the slightest touch!

Even Zhang Yunji's arm was accidentally broken by him; he's probably lying at home groaning right now.

"My left hand is useless, it hurts so much!" Ma Feifei sighed to the sky.

"Ma Feifei, aren't you going to read the Tao Te Ching today?" Yun Qingyang came out of the room, looked at the plum tree, and found it completely bare, so she asked curiously.

Although the task of listing the Plum Blossom was completed, the Wantong Trading Market was in short supply every day because so many cultivators had come to buy them. In addition, Yun Qingyang wanted to eat Plum Blossom all the time, so Ma Feifei could only continue to recite the Tao Te Ching to make the plum trees bloom continuously.

"I'm not feeling well today and don't want to read. If you want to read, go read it yourself." Ma Feifei took out the Tao Te Ching and tossed it to Yun Qingyang.

"Smack~"

Yun Qingyang took the Tao Te Ching, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then picked up a small stool, sat down under the plum tree, and opened the Tao Te Ching.

Seeing that Yun Qingyang was really going to read the Tao Te Ching, Ma Feifei became curious. He sat up abruptly and stared intently at Yun Qingyang's back, wondering if reading the Tao Te Ching by someone else would have the same effect.

After waiting for a while and seeing that Yun Qingyang still hadn't spoken, Ma Feifei couldn't help but ask, "Qingyang, what are you doing? Why aren't you reading yet?"

After humming and hawing for a while, Yun Qingyang began to recite in a muffled voice. "The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name..."

Listening to Yun Qingyang recite the Tao Te Ching, Ma Feifei always felt something was off. It seemed a bit stiff, the reading lacked emotion, and the rhythm was off. In short, nothing felt right.

"I guess there's not much hope." Ma Feifei glanced at the bare branches, then lay back down and raised his left arm to examine them.

Ever since he obtained the Dragon God Arm, Ma Feifei has been conducting in-depth research on it, such as the Ying Long a mythical Dragon God Arm) on the arm and the powerful force within it.

"It feels somewhat similar to Bu Jingyun's Kirin Arm." One is formed by being nourished with Qilin blood, and the other is formed by a dragon Blood Pact. Both possess greater power than ordinary arms, capable of pressing down on Haitang or raising their arms to meet a dragon.

More importantly, in ancient myths and legends, Ying Long was born from Maodu and Yujia, and Ying Long in turn gave birth to Jianma, Fenghuang, and Qilin. In other words, Qilin was originally a descendant of Ying Long.

If we calculate it that way, Ma Feifei's Dragon God Arm is even more powerful than the Kirin Arm.

"But this is a bit too much," Ma Feifei said helplessly, raising his left arm.

Although the Dragon God Arm is powerful, it also brings a lot of trouble to Ma Feifei. At least until he has fully mastered the power of the Dragon God Arm, he will not be able to have peace of mind.

"Huh? Why is there no sound?" Ma Feifei was studying his Dragon God Arm when he suddenly realized that the recitation in his ear had stopped. He subconsciously turned his head to look in Li Shu's direction and was immediately dumbfounded.

At this moment, there was no trace of Yun Qingyang under the plum tree. Only the plum tree remained, with a copy of the Tao Te Ching Levitate in front of it. A projection appeared in the air above, and Yun Qingyang's shadow was clearly visible in it.

"My God! He actually got inside." Ma Feifei instinctively tried to prop himself up on the rocking chair, but ended up breaking it with his hands. Luckily, Ma Feifei reacted quickly and stood up to avoid falling down as well.

At this moment, he had no time to study his Dragon God Arm. Instead, he walked to the Tao Te Ching and looked at Yun Qingyang in the projection.

If Ma Feifei remembered correctly, this was the first time he had seen Yun Qingyang enter the world of the book since he met her; it had never happened before.

"Strange, why didn't I trigger the world in the book when I recited it?" Ma Feifei looked at Yun Qingyang in the projection with a puzzled expression. At this moment, the scene in the projection was in a large hall. The hall was empty, except for a futon in the center of the hall. Above it, an old man was sitting cross-legged on the futon, closing his eyes to rest.

"Laozi?" Ma Feifei looked at the old man above and guessed.

Then the scene shifts to Yun Qingyang is standing at the entrance of the main hall, looking at the scene inside with suspicion. She doesn't show too much surprise, after all, she has seen many cases of entering the world of a book, so she can guess that she may have also entered the world of a book.

"Who is outside the hall?" Suddenly, the old man sitting cross-legged on the futon opened his eyes, looked at Yun Qingyang, and asked.

Yun Qingyang frowned, not answering the old man's question, but staring intently at him.

"You stupid dragon, why don't you go in already!" Ma Feifei couldn't help but curse at the sight. Being able to enter the world within the book proved that Yun Qingyang had gained the approval of the * Tao Te Ching *. As long as she followed the plot, Yun Qingyang was sure to obtain some opportunities. But this stupid dragon... the NPC had already spoken, and she was still standing there like an idiot, refusing to go in. What did she want? Did she want to fight Laozi?

"Who is outside the hall?" Laozi asked again from within the projection.

Yun Qingyang remained silent, but at that moment she seemed to remember something. She turned to look at the sky, and her eyes met Ma Feifei's. Her eyes revealed a variety of indescribable emotions. For some reason, upon seeing those eyes, a voice suddenly welled up deep within Ma Feifei's heart: What should I do?

"Strange, why do I always have this feeling?" Ma Feifei looked into Yun Qingyang's eyes and wondered suspiciously. This wasn't the first time she had this feeling. Could it be because of the Blood Pact?

Thinking of this, Ma Feifei calmed down and silently responded to Yun Qingyang from the depths of her heart.

"Go inside, and whatever he asks, just answer honestly."

Then a miraculous scene unfolded. Yun Qingyang seemed to hear Ma Feifei's voice, nodded to Ma Feifei, and turned to walk inside with a thoughtful expression.

"That works too?" Ma Feifei was dumbfounded.