"Spirit Domain?"
Hearing this, Bai Jue immediately searched for information in his mind.
The Spirit Domain was one of the spatial portals near Heavenly Chief City. Although it was a world of another civilization, it was only in the past because that civilization had been destroyed.
Not by humans, but destroyed a long time ago.
The entire spatial gateway was in ruins.
Even so, after that civilization was destroyed, many living beings turned into undead and wandered around. There were a lot of them, and the undead were not weak. It was rumored that there were even existences above Rank-5.
Of course, there were countless treasures and opportunities in the Spirit Domain.
There were many ruins, and even though some had been explored, there were also some that were still waiting to be excavated.
Bai Jue thought for a moment and asked. "Isn't the Spirit Domain's spatial gate sealed? I can enter?"
"Of course."
Sikong Xi nodded and said. " You're a night watcher, so you can still enter even if it's sealed. Besides, the Spirit Domain actually opens once a month. It's just that you're an ordinary person who doesn't know about it. Moreover, only some of the family disciples in Heavenly Chief City can enter the Spirit Domain. Coincidentally, this time is tomorrow.”
Bai Jue was enlightened.
At this moment, the phone rang.
Sikong Xi took out his phone and answered the call, then hung up not long after. "Let's go. The combat teacher I invited for you is here. I'll bring you to meet her. Tomorrow, you'll follow her to the Spirit Domain.”
Sikong Xi said with a smile. "And your teacher is also a ghost festival like you.”
"Ghost Festival?"
Bai Jue nodded.
The Zhongyuan Festival was not the only Ghost Festival. Other than the Zhongyuan Festival, there was also the Cold Clothes Festival, the Qingming Festival, and the Shangsi Festival.
Of course, halloween was also a ghost festival, but it was called a different name. In this world, some people called it the evil spirit festival.
He walked out of the office with Sikong Xi and entered the elevator.
They arrived at another floor.
On the floor, Bai Jue could see two figures resting or training.
Sikong Xi said. " This is the training place. You can come here to train yourself when you have time. The other man is one of the night watchers. His name is Meng Qiwei. Don't worry about him. Anyway, he won't have much time to interact with you in the future. You'll have to go to the main city sooner or later. He'll probably stay in Sky Chief City for the rest of his life."”
"Hey, hey, hey, Boss, aren't your words too hurtful?”
Meng Qiwei, who had short black hair, twitched his mouth and showed a helpless expression. Then he came to Bai Jue and extended his hand to introduce himself. "You're the newcomer who awakened the Middle Yuan, right? I'm Meng Qiwei, a reporter for the festival.”
"Reporters 'Day?"
Bai Jue was stunned for a moment before extending his hand. "Hello, my name is Bai Jue."
The reporter's day was a support ability that leaned towards investigation.
"Stand aside."
Sikong Xi said to Meng Qiwei and then introduced another person.
One... Lolita.
From the moment Bai Jue entered, his gaze would occasionally land on this seemingly loli, and he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Could this loli be my combat teacher?
In fact, that seemed to be the case.
Sikong Xi introduced. "Di Nai, Fourth-rank Seasonal Magistrate, Winter Clothes Festival and Lolita Festival.”
As he spoke, Sikong Xi looked at the little loli and smiled. "Yaoyao, how is it? Do you have any plans?"
"Tsk."
Di Nai says with his arms crossed, wearing jeans and a denim jacket, with two ponytails. "I came all the way from Niu City and just got here. What plan do I have?”
"Alright, I'll leave this guy to you anyway. You should be clear about the Mid-Ghost Festival's ability.”
Sikong Xi nodded and looked at Bai Jue. "Don't look at Yaoyao as a little loli. She's actually already twenty-seven years old. She's only like this because she awakened the Loli Festival.”
"Bullsh * t, Sikong Xi, I've always been twelve, I'm not twenty-seven. Don't slander me.”
Hearing Sikong Xi mention his age, Di Nai immediately roars.
She looked quite cute.
However, information about the Winter Clothes Festival appeared in Bai Jue's mind.
Cold Clothes Festival is one of the Ghost Festival.
However, unlike the Ghost Festival, the Cold Clothes Festival could not contain evil spirits, nor could it make evil spirits become its subordinates to fight for it.
The Cold Clothes Festival allowed a malicious ghost to possess one's body and obtain the ability of the malicious ghost to fight. Moreover, the number of malicious ghosts could be stacked, but there was a limit to the number of times.
Other than that, the Seasonal Commanders who had awakened the Winter Clothes Festival were all extraordinarily powerful.
The Winter Clothes Festival originated from the pre-Qin winter welcoming ceremony and was also related to Meng Jiangnu. According to legend, Meng Jiangnu's husband, Fan Qiliang, was captured to build the Great Wall. Meng Jiangnu sent the winter clothes from thousands of miles away. Unexpectedly, Fan Qiliang was already dead when she arrived at the Great Wall and was buried in the Great Wall. Meng Jiangnu was sad and cried day and night to find her husband's bones. Finally, she moved the world and cried down the Great Wall, revealing her husband's bones.
Therefore, the Seasonal Commanders of the Winter Clothes Festival also had a passive ability. Once they fell in love with someone, they would be loyal.
At the same time, there was also the custom of offering sacrifices to the ox king during the Cold Clothes Festival. The custom originated from the State of Qin during the Spring and Autumn Period. Duke Wen of Qin once ordered people to cut down a coffin tree. When the coffin tree fell to the ground, it turned into an ox. Duke Wen of Qin ordered people to chase after it, but the ox jumped into the river and never came back up again. People set up a Nu Temple to worship the ox god.
This was also the reason why the Seasonal Commanders who had awakened the Winter Clothes Festival were so extraordinarily powerful. They had the strength of a divine ox.
No wonder Di Yao could become his combat teacher.
Bai Jue thought.
The Winter Clothes Festival was undoubtedly very suitable for close combat.
However, when he thought about how his teacher was a loli, Bai Jue still felt strange.
Well, there was still a little bit of it…Excitement?
After all, strictly speaking, this loli was not a loli. She was already 27 years old.
This was a legal loli…* Cough cough *
Just as Bai Jue was recalling the information related to the Cold Clothes Festival, Di Yao's voice sounded. She crossed her arms and looked at Bai Jue. She sized him up and asked. "Hello, Bai Jue, right? Tell me first, do you plan to learn weapons?”
Hearing this.
Bai Jue nodded. "Yes."
"What weapon?"
"Sickle."
"Sickle?"
Hearing this, Di Yao had a puzzled look. Sikong Xi beside her also had a strange expression.
A scythe was not a common weapon.
Bai Jue didn't waste any time. He raised his right hand and grabbed at the air. Black fog surged, and a sickle that emitted a cold and bloody aura appeared in his hand.
Surrounded by black fog, Bai Jue, who was holding a sickle, looked like a god of death at this moment.
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