Duan Yuxian solemnly took a Spirit Sword out of her guitar case. "Please show me what you can do."
The blade was three feet long, with two phoenixes engraved on either side of its spine. They seemed to come alive in the moonlight. Another phoenix was carved into the hilt, its open beak gripping the guard.
"Wait, wait! What are you doing?" Zhou You hurriedly stopped her. From that stance, he wouldn't have been surprised if Duan Yuxian shouted, "Stop right there, you thief!" and slashed at him the next second.
"Seeing what your spell can do. What, does it have no offensive capabilities?"
Zhou You thought back over the Poverty Ghost ability. "Uh, if you insist on asking whether it has offensive capabilities, then probably not."
"All right." Duan Yuxian nodded and put the Spirit Sword back into her guitar case.
Zhou You composed himself again, focused his power, and gazed into Duan Yuxian's eyes, activating the Poverty Ghost ability.
"Done," Zhou You said, leaving Duan Yuxian utterly confused.
Done? What's done? What did you even do just now? All you did was stare at me.
Duan Yuxian's phone chimed with a text. At Zhou You's prompting glance, she took it out. The message notified her of a payment through the Travel App, so she opened the app.
"I booked a luxury two-day tour of Mount Wudang?!"
This is haunted! The True Martial Hall is right on Mount Wudang. I finally managed to escape-why would I go back?
And do I even need to join a tour group? Could any guide know the place better than I do?
Wait, who booked this tour for me?
Duan Yuxian looked at Zhou You, her mouth slightly open in surprise. "This is your spell?"
*Forcing me to book a tour? No wonder