This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 545 - 348: Reward (4000 words)_2

Chapter 545: Chapter 348: Reward (4000 words)_2

He was going back the day after tomorrow anyway, and then he would find out what Beichuan Huili and the others had been up to.

Before that—

Beichuan Si returned his gaze to the system page.

"The task ’Resurrect Ihui as Divinity’ has been completed!"

"Reward for the task: Choose to either elevate any good spirit or awaken a sleeping good spirit."

"Please choose."

Looking at the two options, Beichuan Si called over Shenzhu Shihui, who was fiddling with her phone on the other side, "I’m going to resurrect your sister, Magong Yongshi, now. Be prepared."

Upon hearing Beichuan Si’s words, Shenzhu Shihui’s phone in her hand danced in the air while she was playing an escape game.

It took her quite a while to steady the dancing phone in the air, then she looked at Beichuan Si with a stunned expression,

"H-how come it’s so... sudden? I, I’m not ready yet!"

Shenzhu Shihui stammered.

If her sister saw her looking like such a Salty Egg...

Shenzhu Shihui anxiously floated up, "Wait a second! Beichuan! Let me get ready."

She haphazardly stuffed the "Nursery Rhyme Tongue Twisters Collection" scattered on the floor and her phone into Beichuan Si’s neatly packed luggage, then checked her current expression in the mirror.

Afterward, she stretched out her hand and picked up Nishijou Kurenai, who was sitting on the tatami playing with her life-sized plushie, "Girls can’t sit like that! You must sit properly!"

"????" Nishijou Kurenai lifted her tiny head in confusion, her face full of bewilderment.

Manipulated by Shenzhu Shihui, she became obediently seated, and her life-sized plushie she had been playing with was placed next to her.

This life-sized plushie, Beichuan Si remembered, was the second kind of Beichuan God commemorative merchandise produced by the Beichuan Divine Society, and was made using Nishijou Kurenai as the material.

Overall, it had a cute, chibi appeal.

After letting Shenzhu Shihui prepare for quite a while, she finally nodded in satisfaction, "I’m ready, Beichuan."

"What’s the point of disguising yourself like this?"

"Of course there is! Yongshi is my sister! She’s virtuous, kind-hearted, and gentle. As her sister, I must set a good example!"

Upon hearing this, Nishijou Kurenai, who had been sitting obediently on the floor, jumped up.

She extended her plump arms, disdainfully pointing down at Shenzhu Shihui to indicate ’a Salty Egg pretending for a while cannot become a normal person.’

Then she pattered over to Beichuan Si, patted his leg with her plump arms, and pointed at herself with great self-satisfaction.

Her meaning was, among everyone, she was the only one who wasn’t a Salty Egg.

Beichuan Si didn’t refute her, but just reached out and patted Nishijou Kurenai’s head, expressionlessly saying, "Since you’re ready, then I will let Yongshi be awakened."

He reached out and chose the second option.

The Shinra Bell hanging on the wall began to glow with a brilliant, seven-colored radiance.

Amidst this light, a girl with a resemblance to Shenzhu Shihui of about seven or eight tenths, but with softer brows and eyes, materialized.

She wore a simple white kimono decorated with cherry blossom petals and had a black mole by the corner of her eye.

Her long hair was tied up with a plain white cloth into a ponytail.

A sense of serenity and elegance wafted towards them.

Magong Yongshi.

It had been two months since the last event in Shenzhu Village and he had not seen her.

This young girl had made quite a good impression on Beichuan Si before, certainly more reliable than her sister Shenzhu Shihui.

Under the gaze of two spirits and one person, Magong Yongshi set foot on the ground, her gentle and clear eyes slowly opening.

She calmly surveyed her surroundings, then knelt down, her immaculate, snow-white forehead pressed against the back of her hands as she respectfully bowed to Beichuan Si,

"It’s been a long time, Mr. Temple. And sister. Thank you for awakening my Spiritual Body."

"Mhm," Beichuan Si nodded, "It’s been a long time, Yongshi."

As Beichuan Si finished speaking, Shenzhu Shihui was already struggling to suppress her emotions, and she coughed twice, "Yong, Yongshi... it’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other."

"Hm, it’s indeed been a long while, sister," Magong Yongshi straightened her back as she looked at Shenzhu Shihui, "But... sister, I think it would be more prudent for you to stop indulging in your smartphone."

Uh—

Shenzhu Shihui opened her mouth, her face turning a beet red.

Wait a minute?! How did Yongshi know all this?

"Soul Suppressing Twins are interconnected in their intentions, sister."

With delicately furrowed brows, Magong Yongshi spoke in as calm a tone as possible, "To tell you the truth, I’ve been aware of exactly what you were up to during the time of your awakening. It was just like earlier when you forced Kelian to do something she disliked, which I also find objectionable."

She turned her gaze gently towards Beichuan Si, "Of course, I am fully aware of what Mr. Temple has done during this time as well. Mr. Temple remains unchanged from before. I am very grateful that I entrusted my spiritual body to the Shinra Bell."

"I really am very grateful to you, Mr. Temple."

Magong Yongshi took two steps back, seating herself formally with solemnity, yet the beauty mark at the corner of her eye added a touch of allure, "Now that Shenzhu Village has vanished, I am willing to serve you with this body. Please do not hold back, Mr. Temple, and feel free to ask for my assistance whenever you need it."

Isn’t this just the typical speech of a... uh... helpful assistant?

Beichuan Si hadn’t expected Magong Yongshi to be so mature, and he acknowledged her offer.

Magong Yongshi also smiled and nodded, then she stepped towards Beichuan Si and started chatting with the others, including Nishijou Kelian and Shenzhu Shihui.

Her orchid-like grace made her aware that Beichuan Si might still have other matters to attend to, and there would be time for catching up once he dealt with those.

Beichuan Si saw this and remained silent.

Indeed.

The system task rewards came to an end for the time being, but Beichuan Si had a very important item—

He flipped his wrist, and a short dagger slid into his hand.

The Spiritual Dagger Jian Ding.

This was also one of the artifacts that had accompanied Beichuan Si through various supernatural sites.

After absorbing all manner of strange grievances, it had finally been completely unsealed.

System notice: You have discovered ’Spiritual Dagger Jian Ding’.

System notice: Jian Ding will grow as it absorbs the spiritual bodies you encounter.

Below these two messages, some words had changed.

System notice: The curse of the Spiritual Dagger Jian Ding has been entirely lifted.

It was only then that Beichuan Si could see the full details of the Spiritual Dagger Jian Ding.

Spiritual Dagger Jian Ding: This is a sinister dagger steeped in bloodshed. Now that its curse has been completely lifted, it has been transformed anew. As its new master, you must constantly beware of this dagger that has once pierced through the heart of its owner. Because the next heart that gets carved out may be yours.

System notice: Jian Ding is a special artifact for repelling spirits, invisible to ordinary people, and undetectable by scientific means. It can only be perceived by others if it is imbued with special energy.

System notice: Jian Ding has gained several new properties.

Property ’Intimidation’: Because you have vanquished countless terrifying and malevolent spirits, Jian Ding will intimidate lower-level spiritual entities, and higher-level ones will become sluggish in response.

Property ’Sharpness’: In its complete form, Jian Ding possesses a terrifying cutting effect; spiritual bodies severed by this dagger will struggle to fully reform.

Property ’Spirit Storage’: In its complete form, Jian Ding can draw in grievances regularly, eliminating the need for the host to imbue energy during battle.

The brand-new Jian Ding gleamed silver all over, and its blade flickered with sharp, chilling light. The cold, severe luster seemed to threaten to cut those who merely glanced at it.

A heavy scent of blood wafted from the blade, and between the flashes of cold light, one could almost hear the wails of the malevolent spirits it had slain in the past.

This was the fully realized form of Jian Ding.

Beichuan Si gazed at the gleaming, reflective blade.

It seemed to sense the gaze of Beichuan Si, and the blade of Jian Ding flickered slightly as if to curry favor with its new owner.

The feeling wasn’t too bad.

Beichuan Si nodded inwardly.