Ch 520: The Origin Of The Feather Fan
Ma Yuanling raised an eyebrow, looking at the two magical artifacts on the ground.
Perhaps having heard the sound of its kind, the Demon-Slaying Sword and the Broken Feather Fan stopped abruptly, then suddenly raised their heads to look at the thing opposite that made the sound.
“Who’s speaking?”
“Who’s speaking?”
They spoke in unison.
“Who are you?”
“Who are you?”
Everyone present except the two young men heard the sounds of the two magical artifacts.
A dilapidated feather fan and a bewildered, sleepy sword stared at each other from a distance.
“Whoa!”
The Demon-Slaying Sword reacted first, leaping up and flying in front of Jiang Nanyu: “Shu girl, did you, did you hear that? We seem to have seen a ghost.”
“You’re the ghost, your whole family are ghosts!” The feather fan flew up, saying angrily.
Seeing that they were about to fight, Jiang Nanyu quickly stepped aside to block them: “Stop—”
Jiang Nanyu looked at the Demon-Slaying Sword hovering in mid-air, then at the other side’s dilapidated feather fan, and pointed at it, asking: “Where did you come from?”
Hearing Jiang Nanyu defending it, the Demon-Slaying Sword proudly shook, as if showing off to the feather fan: Broken fan, look clearly, I am the main wife!
“You clearly woke me up,” the feather fan said aggrievedly.
“Don’t talk nonsense, I haven’t summoned you from beginning to end!” Jiang Nanyu quickly stepped back, “Although I am a once-in-a-million genius, you can’t blame me, I’m such a beautiful girl, taking a broken fan out is so embarrassing!”
Ma Yuanling twitched the corner of his mouth.
If he wasn’t being formal, his feather duster would be hitting her right now!
Zhuge Liuguang said with a wry smile: “This feather fan is a treasure that is not inferior to the Demon-Slaying Sword, don’t look at it now, it’s just experienced some wind and frost.”
“Treasure?” Jiang Nanyu’s eyes turned slightly, “A better treasure than your White Feather Fan?”
Jiang Nanyu asked knowingly.
Although this feather fan looks dilapidated, with almost only a skeleton and a few dusty feathers left, but a magical artifact that can produce a spiritual artifact is impossible to be bad, at least so far she has only seen the Demon-Slaying Sword.
Zhuge Liuguang didn’t answer her question, he reached out and grabbed the angry feather fan.
The feather fan struggled at first, then perhaps sensing the familiar bloodline aura, although it didn’t run, it still shouted angrily: “I’ll tell you, I’m not afraid of trouble, I’m strong-willed despite my disability, if you dare, let’s have a fight!”
The Demon-Slaying Sword lightly replied: “You don’t have an owner.”
“Nonsense! I have an owner, my owner is Master Zhuge!” The feather fan shouted angrily.
Jiang Nanyu’s eyes widened instantly:
“Which Master Zhuge, could it be Marquis Zhuge?!”
“Humph!” The feather fan snorted heavily.
“Zhuge Liang?!” The Demon-Slaying Sword blurted out, “Impossible, how could that broken fan be preserved to this day?!”
In the Demon-Slaying Sword’s opinion, the feather fan should have turned to ash, and even the skeleton shouldn’t be left.
The feather fan “whoosh” flew out of Zhuge Liuguang’s hand, the entire fan began to charge, and the surrounding wind inexplicably became violent, making it almost impossible to open one’s eyes.
“Aaaaaah, you dare question me, I’ll kill you!”
Although the feather fan was dilapidated, this fierce power aroused Jiang Nanyu’s excitement, this is a priceless treasure!
Zhuge Liuguang and Chang Yinzi took action at the same time.
Now this feather fan can be considered ownerless, even if it is dilapidated, but if the spiritual energy of thousands of years really goes crazy, destroying this building is not a problem.
The two worked together to suppress the power of the feather fan, preventing an impending disaster.
“You two dare to stop me, wait for me, wait for me to find the remaining feathers, I will kill you! Let go of me, let go of me quickly!!”
The furious feather fan went crazy online.
“The feather fan reappears, it seems the prophecy is about to come true…” Grand Uncle sighed softly, looking at Jiang Nanyu, “Child, go and rest.”
Jiang Nanyu reluctantly glanced at the dilapidated feather fan.
The Demon-Slaying Sword seemed to sense Jiang Nanyu’s thoughts and instantly bristled: “You’re not allowed to look at it!”
“…” Jiang Nanyu withdrew her gaze, and said somewhat nervously, “No, no, I won’t.”
She pondered the time, Zhuge Liang’s feather fan is almost eighteen hundred years old, while the Demon-Slaying Sword is over thirteen hundred years old, well, in terms of seniority, this fan is older.
But it seems that the feather fan’s spiritual artifact should be quite young, its temper is very violent, very much like an impulsive young man.
Of course, the spiritual artifact inside the Demon-Slaying Sword is also a young spiritual artifact pretending to be old.
They’re about the same.
Jiang Nanyu pondered all the way back to her room, with prepared clothes on the bed, she lowered her head and smelled her body, showing a look of disgust, and quickly went into the bathroom.
When she came out after washing and washing her hair, the General was already lying on the bed, lazily licking its paws.
Seeing Jiang Nanyu come out, the General lifted its eyelids to look at her, and said casually: “Do you know where the remaining feathers of that feather fan are?”
“You know?” Jiang Nanyu asked back.
The General proudly said: “I just overheard it!”
“Tell me.”
The General said mysteriously: “A place you most want to go.”
Jiang Nanyu was stunned, then reacted, somewhat incredulously: “It can’t be what I think, right?”
“That’s right, it’s what you think!” The General said seriously, “Its remaining feathers are in the Netherworld Barrier, and it escaped from the Netherworld Barrier…”
