After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 282 The Power of the Hundred Arts
With a slight thought, Song Miaozhu appeared beneath the ancient paper locust tree.

With a flick of her wide sleeves, five exquisitely crafted paper recliners appeared out of thin air, neatly arranged under the shade of the trees.

These recliners are made with sandalwood-grain paper as the frame, covered with soft cushions in the shape of cloud brocade, and the armrests are carefully wrapped with silk ribbons.

She spread out her sleeves and lay down leisurely on one of the recliners, the hem of her patchwork dress hanging down naturally and swaying gently in the breeze.

Before long, ripples appeared on the surface of Chengxin Lake, and the paper-mache Xuanwu mount carrying Zhangli, Yuelin and others broke through the water.

The Bagua patterns on the Xuanwu mount's back armor glowed with a bluish light, and its four hooves created fine, dark waves as it paddled through the water.

Before it even reached the shore, Yue Lin couldn't contain itself any longer. It leaped off the turtle's back and landed lightly on the soft grassy shore.

"Miss!" Yue Lin called out cheerfully, a few drops of lake water still clinging to the ends of her hair, sparkling in the sunlight.

Song Miaozhu lazily raised her hand and pointed to the recliner next to her: "Sit down. I've looked carefully, and this is the best view."

Her gaze swept across the shimmering lake, then over the swaying bamboo groves of green paper, and finally settled on the majestic paper art palace in the distance.

Leaping Scale took three steps in two and chose the recliner next to her without hesitation.

She stretched comfortably and exclaimed, "This place is wonderful! It's a pity there's no food to eat. Otherwise, it would be best to give Miss a bowl of ice cream right now."

As she spoke, she even made a scooping motion of ice cream.

Song Miaozhu also sighed with regret.

Although she was skilled in all kinds of arts and crafts and her culinary skills had reached their peak, she was unable to conjure up any edible ingredients.

Every blade of grass and every tree in this Hundred Arts and Crafts Realm is a creation of a hundred arts and crafts.

The locust tree is like folded Xuan paper, the lake water is like the essence of ink, and even the fragrance of flowers in the air is the fragrance of embroiderers' needlework.

Everything was so exquisite, yet it lacked a real sense of vitality.

"Once I ask the True Lord of All Spirits to infuse my little cave with some life-giving power, I can start growing things and raising livestock in it."

She gently touched her sleeve, imagining the scene of creating a pastoral garden in her personal space in the future.

Although her immortal body was no longer afraid of hunger and thirst, she still maintained the appetite of a mortal.

In her opinion, how can one enjoy life without the taste of delicious food?
Thinking of this, her eyes suddenly lit up: "That's right, when I go to the human world, I should bring back some delicious food."

All sorts of delicious foods have already appeared in my mind—freshly baked flaky pastries, steaming hot noodle soup, chilled seasonal fruits. These ordinary pleasures have now become delicacies that even immortals would crave.

With a light tap of her fingertips, a wisp of seven-colored immortal power flowed, and a set of exquisite tea utensils appeared on the small tea table beside her.

The teapot is a celadon color imitating the Ru kiln of the Song Dynasty, the cups are decorated with delicate intertwined floral patterns, and the tea saucer is made of carved red lacquer.

These are all human creations that she conjured at will using her power over a hundred arts.

She gazed at these objects, marveling at the profound mystery of the authority bestowed by Heaven.

Upon attaining the position of the True Lord of a Hundred Arts, the knowledge imparted by the Heavenly Dao made her understand that the Hundred Arts of the Human World are actually divided into two categories: one is traditional handicrafts such as embroidery, carving, and pottery, which require artisans to complete by hand; the other is mechanical crafts produced by machines. Traditional handicrafts, because they embody the artisan's purest efforts and skills in their creation, are called the original Hundred Arts, which directly connect to the core of power.

This explains why, during this spiritual revival, only practitioners engaged in traditional handicrafts were able to absorb spiritual energy.

Those so-called "spiritual energies" are actually diluted power of the Hundred Arts Authority, which can only be sensed by those who directly contact the original Hundred Arts.

While mechanical crafts are also a product of human wisdom, their connection to the power of authority is weakened due to the medium of mechanical manufacturing, and they are referred to as derivative arts.

It's like looking at a landscape through frosted glass; you can see the outline, but you can't grasp the essence.

This does not mean that mechanical creations are excluded from the arts; it simply means that their resonance with authority requires a more circuitous path, which ordinary people simply cannot comprehend.

Song Miaozhu gently stroked the teapot, feeling the spiritual energy flowing within it.

The essence of the power of all arts is to endow creations with spiritual essence. Therefore, what cultivators gain from their cultivation is all tied to the spirit of the creature, rather than, as in the selection of the True Lord of All Spirits, where the cultivators themselves can acquire the physique to move mountains and fill seas.

Those paper figures and horses are essentially products of the fusion of the power of various arts and the painstaking efforts of craftsmen.

These are also reflected in her title, "Lingchu Xuanji Zhenjun".

The name "Lingchu" subtly implies the power to imbue paper with spirituality, indicating that she cultivated her skills through the art of papermaking.

"Xuanji" symbolizes the ability to control all arts and crafts that she gained after becoming an immortal.

This authority does not value killing or seeking immortality; it specializes in bringing life to man-made objects, much like the skill of human craftsmen in turning decay into wonder.

So now, it's perfectly fine for her to use her magic to conjure a computer.

With a slight thought, Song Miaozhu channeled seven-colored immortal power through her fingertips, outlining an exquisite silhouette in the void.

Immortal power intertwined and coiled like silk threads, instantly condensing into a uniquely shaped laptop in front of her.

This computer can perfectly replicate all the functions of a human computer, but the Hundred Arts and Thousand Crafts Realm is ultimately very different from the physical laws of the human world.

There are no electromagnetic waves or electric current here, so even if Song Miaozhu could conjure a generator out of thin air, she would not be able to connect to the internet in this world.

Even knowing that this laptop could not be turned on unless it was taken to the human world to be charged and connected to the internet, Song Miaozhu tried pressing the power button, but there was no response.

Song Miaozhu waved her hand listlessly, and the exquisite laptop instantly transformed into wisps of seven-colored fairy power, dissipating into the air like smoke and mist.

She gazed at the immortal power that had returned to nothingness and gently shook her head.

Fortunately, she didn't feel lonely at all.

As a newly promoted True Lord of Lingchu Xuanji, everything in the Hundred Arts and Thousand Crafts Realm is incredibly novel to her.

Just watching those spirits of things frolic in the celestial palace, or studying the myriad techniques recorded in the "Heavenly Craftsmanship Book," was enough to immerse her in it, not to mention the many other tasks waiting for her to complete, such as building a residence and familiarizing herself with authority.

But as her thoughts drifted away, Song Miaozhu suddenly wondered—what would she be like hundreds or thousands of years later, when all the novelty had worn off?
She couldn't help but smile, imagining that by then, she would be just like her two colleagues, spending her days either visiting each other's territories or traveling together to the human world to enjoy the scenery and sample delicious food.

Throughout their long lives, the True Lords always find ways to amuse themselves.