After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

Chapter 118 The Magic Pen Returns to Its Rightful Owner

But the next morning, all the bound residents disappeared. Han Mujiao went out for a stroll but couldn't find a single person.

Yun Zhao frowned. She glanced at the storage bag and found the pen she was holding lying quietly in the corner of the bag.

She was about to tell Qi Yan about what she had experienced and the existence of that pen, but she found that she couldn't say anything when she opened her mouth.

What's going on? Shouldn't the existence of that pen be kept secret?

Qi Yan noticed her unusual behavior and asked, "Zhao Zhao, what's wrong?"

Yun Zhao suppressed his doubts and shook his head. "It's nothing. I just wanted to ask, have all the people in Lingxu Town disappeared?"

Qi Yan nodded. "Not only people, but all living things have disappeared."

"What's going on? Are we trapped here and can't get out?"

Yun Zhao muttered to himself.

Qi Yan comforted her, "Don't be afraid, we'll look again later to see if we've missed anything. Maybe there are still people there, we just haven't found them yet..."

"and many more!"

Yun Zhao excitedly grabbed Qi Yan's hand, "What did you just say?"

Qi Yan, still puzzled, repeated the question.

Yun Zhao's eyes lit up. She remembered that the voice that had guided her to the pen sounded a lot like the ferryman, Old Sun!

I didn't realize it at the time, but when I think back, I realize that the two voices sound very similar.

But she couldn't talk about the pen; she only said she was going to visit Old Sun's house.

Qi Yan didn't ask why. He helped Yun Zhao put on her shoes and went with her to Old Sun's house.

The Cold Wood Dragon followed them, fearing that the two might accidentally wander out and leave it, the only dragon, behind.

When they arrived at Old Sun's house, Yun Zhao and Qi Yan searched the place but found no one there.

She tried to take the pen out, but unfortunately, she couldn't get it out no matter what she tried.

Just as Yun Zhao was racking her brains trying to figure it out, the Spirit of Extinction suddenly flew out from her shoulder and slammed against the wall with a thud.

She glanced over instinctively and saw a pen pattern on the wall, exactly the same as the pen in her storage bag.

Qi Yan noticed it too. He stepped forward and gently knocked on the wall. Suddenly, the wall split open in the middle, revealing a secret passage.

Yun Zhao walked to Qi Yan's side and said, "A Yan, let's go down and take a look."

Qi Yan nodded, "Okay."

The secret passage wasn't long; after climbing a dozen or so steps, it ended at a secret room. Old Sun was sitting cross-legged there, and upon hearing a noise, he slowly opened his eyes.

"You came."

Old Sun smiled at Yun Zhao, "Sit down. Now that you have obtained the magic brush, you are the person I am looking for. There are some things I want to tell you."

There was a futon opposite him. Yun Zhao glanced at Qi Yan and saw him nod slightly before he sat down cross-legged with peace of mind.

Old Sun pretended not to see their little exchange and ignored Qi Yan's wariness.

“That pen is called the ‘Divine Pen,’ a treasure of the Lingxu Palace. Now that you have it, you are the one I have been waiting for.”

Yun Zhao glanced at the magic brush and asked, "Who are you? Why are you waiting for me? And what do you want me to do with the magic brush?"

Is its name "Magic Brush"?

That's really careless.

Old Sun smiled slightly, "I am but a ferryman on the river. I am entrusting you with the magic brush simply because someone asked me to."

What he said was no different from saying nothing at all; it didn't provide any useful information.

Yun Zhao wanted to ask something more, but then he saw Old Sun's expression suddenly change. He quickly said, "This obsession realm is about to dissipate. You have passed the obsession test and can enter the Spirit Void Palace to seek opportunities and inheritances."

"The divine brush has been returned to its rightful owner. On behalf of everyone in Lingxu Town, I wish you peace, good health, and all the best..."

As soon as Old Sun finished speaking, he vanished before his voice even faded. Before Yun Zhao could react, the ground began to shake.

The surrounding scenery changed rapidly. Qi Yan held her in his arms, and after an unknown amount of time, the place they were in changed drastically.

Yun Zhao stepped out of Qi Yan's arms and immediately saw several familiar faces.

In the vast square, people including but not limited to Song Zhiyuan, Xue Huairui, and Yu Wei were all sitting cross-legged in meditation. Some looked pained, while others looked happy. They all seemed to be immersed in the illusion.

Yun Zhao looked around and said, "It seems this is the real Lingxu Palace."

Qi Yan nodded. "Zhao Zhao, they're about to wake up. Let's go."

Yun Zhao didn't quite understand what Old Sun was saying, but this wasn't the place to talk. Not long after the two left, Song Zhiyuan opened his eyes.

He saw only what he wanted in the illusion, and became so immersed in it that he didn't wake up in time.

However, after looking at the people present, Song Zhiyuan realized that he was probably the first to wake up.

As for Yun Zhao and Qi Yan, he thought they hadn't arrived yet. After all, that journey was full of dangers, and even with a large group of people with him, it took him a whole day to get out, even after losing two of them.

Song Zhiyuan checked the time and was certain that Yun Zhao and Qi Yan were still struggling inside.

One by one, the people present woke up. Xue Huairui had been awake for a while, but she had her own thoughts and chose a time that was neither too early nor too late to open her eyes.

"Xiao Rui," Song Zhiyuan asked with concern, "you don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"

Xue Huairui's face was pale, but she forced a smile. "Senior brother, I'm fine. I just saw some scary insects in the illusion. You know, I'm most afraid of those."

Song Zhiyuan was naturally aware of this matter. Xue Huairui looked gentle and weak, but she was actually resilient and brave. However, she was afraid of insects, to the point that it became a kind of inner demon.

During his training, Song Zhiyuan inevitably encountered demonic insects, and because of this, he often rescued damsels in distress.

Song Zhiyuan comforted her for a few words, and after resting for a while, he chose a direction to leave.

This appears to be the central square where Lingxu Palace disciples gather, large enough to accommodate a million people. Looking in all directions from here, one can see buildings of various styles.

Those buildings are the places where the Lingxu Palace's opportunities lie, and these opportunities refer to the treasures left behind by the disciples of the Lingxu Palace.

For example, magical artifacts, elixirs, cultivation techniques... just finding any one of these items can make people extremely envious.

The inheritance that most people yearn for is located in the residence of the Palace Master of Lingxu Palace. Only those who find more than one opportunity can enter the Palace Master's residence and have the chance to obtain the inheritance.

Fortunately, there are many buildings here, and if one person goes to one place, there will be some left over, so there is no worry about fighting because of this.

The cultivators tacitly split up to search, but due to unknown dangers, many formed teams to seek opportunities.

The same applies to Song Zhiyuan's case; following Xue Huairui's suggestion, he chose a clock tower-like building.

On the other side, Yun Zhao and Qi Yan stood in front of a building that seemed completely out of place with Lingxu Palace.