Chapter 307 Drawing Circles
“Fate? Then I’ll show them what it means to try to steal a chicken and lose the rice instead.” Mo Qianxun looked at those people. “But I need to find a way to protect them.”

“Of course, this kind of thing should be left to us!” Ling Feng, dressed in casual clothes, walked over.

"Brother Feng? You're all ready?" Mo Qianxun looked at Ling Feng with some confusion. Why aren't you watching over there? What are you doing here?
"Everything's ready. I came to check on you, and I saw you looking conflicted as soon as I arrived. What's there to be conflicted about? Just put them all inside your barrier, that's all. Besides, there are only a few souls, not worth your time. We can handle it." Ling Feng rubbed her head.

An Xing looked back and exclaimed, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"This must be my little sister's former instructor! It's a pleasure to meet you. I didn't have a chance to speak with you last time. Let me introduce myself. My name is An Xinghui, and I'm Qianxun's second brother." An Xinghui extended his hand to Ling Feng, separating the two of them.

"Hello, Second Brother. My name is Ling Feng. I used to be Qianxun's instructor, and now we're partners." This is my future brother-in-law, so I have to curry favor with him.

"Oh, is that so? But men and women shouldn't touch each other, so you two unmarried people should be careful to avoid suspicion." An Xinghui said with a smile. Even as partners, they should avoid suspicion.

Ling Feng looked at Mo Qianxun with some confusion. "No, it seems your second brother is quite hostile towards me."

Mo Qianxun: Huh? I don't know.

"Hey, Second Brother, let's get down to business." Mo Qianxun pulled An Xinghui behind him.

An Xing replied: ...No, little sister, didn't you realize that this guy has feelings for you?

“Our people are all ready. We just need to wait for those souls to appear so we can take care of them immediately.”

An Xinghui frowned slightly: "Aren't we leaving any of them? What if there are any good ones?"

“The souls in this village are at least several hundred years old, centuries-old ghosts. The only way to withstand the test of time is if they have extremely high merit, enough to withstand such a long period of wear and tear, or if they use some irregular means to strengthen themselves and extend their existence in this world.” Ling Feng shook his head.

Mo Qianxun nodded: "Okay, is there anything I can help you with?"

"No need for that. Just protect yourself, and it would be even better if you could also protect these people. I'll talk to Director Liu in a bit. That's all for the program for now. The higher-ups will definitely have them sign confidentiality agreements for today's events, so you can use your spiritual power without worry."

Mo Qianxun raised an eyebrow: "Once the news about everyone cultivating immortality is announced, even if everyone sees it, they should still think it's reasonable!"

“We can expose ourselves, but you can’t. Our people have already checked the production team and those guests. I only dared to let you use your spiritual power in front of them if they were all clear.”

"Alright, alright, I understand. I'll go get ready right away. You guys go and keep watch too. Tonight's going to be a tough battle."

Although these ghosts may not be as powerful as them in terms of level, there are just too many of them.

"Okay, I'll go right now. Remember to take good care of yourself," Ling Feng said, turning and leaving.

An Xinghui and the High Priest had completely different expressions after listening to the whole thing.

An Xing tilted her head, somewhat excited: "Are you really going to announce it?"

"Well, considering some factors, the nationwide cultivation program needs to be launched as soon as possible. However, not everyone can cultivate, since cultivation also depends on spiritual roots." Mo Qianxun noticed a hint of regret in An Xinghui's eyes and asked with some doubt, "Second brother, what's wrong?" "Little sister, do you think I'll have spiritual roots too? What if I don't?" What if he's the only one in the family without spiritual roots? Wouldn't that be dragging the family down?

Mo Qianxun thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be just this.

"Don't worry, Second Brother. Your sister is so powerful, how could you not have spiritual roots? Besides, even if you don't have spiritual roots and can't cultivate immortality, we won't think you're a burden." Mo Qianxun said, glancing at the dumbfounded High Priest beside her, and then whispered in An Xinghui's ear.

"Besides, there's more than one path to immortality. Since you don't have spiritual roots, I'll see if I can teach you magic."

"Demon..." An Xinghui exclaimed in shock, barely managing to utter a single word before quickly covering her mouth. "Little sister, are you serious?"

"Of course, would I lie to you!" As long as they are all capable of protecting themselves, then I have nothing to worry about.

But then again, I think I should have finished making those magic wands by now. I'll definitely ask about them once I go back to work.

“Um, Miss Mo, is it really possible for everyone to cultivate immortality? But the spiritual energy is so scarce these days, this…” After the initial shock, the High Priest was somewhat hesitant to believe it. After all, given the current state of spiritual energy, it was indeed unlikely that everyone could cultivate immortality.

"Since the higher-ups dared to make it public, it means they have confidence. Don't worry, Song-ge'er is just the right age. What if he has spiritual roots? Are you willing to delay his development?"

The high priest's eyes lit up at the thought of his son, Song: "Very well, we must trust the leaders above."

Mo Qianxun had An Xinghui support the High Priest, while she took the High Priest's cane and drew a large circle on the open ground.

"Qianxun, what are you doing?" Wang Xiaoyu asked curiously as she approached.

"Something might happen in a little while. You all stay inside the circle and don't come out. If anyone calls you to go out, you must not go out."

Liu Ying looked at the circle and scratched her head: "Why does this scene feel so familiar?"

"In the story of 'The Three Battles with the White Bone Demon,' it's the circle that Sun Wukong drew for Tang Sanzang!"

Liu Ying slapped her forehead: "No wonder it felt so familiar."

Zhao Qing leaned closer, looking at Mo Qianxun who was still drawing circles, and asked with some doubt, "Qianxun, are you a descendant of Sun Wukong?"

Mo Qianxun rolled her eyes: "What nonsense! You're not allowed to leave this circle for a while, or I can't guarantee your safety if anything happens."

At this moment, Director Liu had already ordered the live stream to be shut down. Seeing Mo Qianxun's action, he swallowed hard: "Could something really happen tonight?"

"Tonight is definitely not going to be peaceful, so you'd better stay here quietly!" Mo Qianxun yawned after drawing the circle.

Seeing this, the others, though they didn't know why, obediently stayed in the circle and didn't ask why. After all, someone had specifically mentioned this matter to them before, telling them to absolutely obey Mo Qianxun's orders in order to survive.

(End of this chapter)

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