Claire turned around and saw White Emperor open his eyes slowly.
âChirp chirp~â White Emperor opened his mouth, stood up, shook his body, and then intimately crawled over to Claireâs side.
Claire scooped of the furry White Emperor, and her thoughts became even more conflicted. Why did she feel like she was something that attracted weird beings? Walter, the spirit, the Golden Lotus who arrogantly called her Ma, and this furry White Emperor. This adorable guy was actually her master.
Claire stared at the furry White Emperor with wide eyes, coldly humphing in her heart. Just wait, she would definitely reverse the contract, definitely become White Emperorâs master!
âWalter.â Claire suddenly called.
âWhat?â Walter responded out of reflex.
âIf you want a body, besides finding and possessing a suitable body, are there any other methods?â Claire asked while frowning.
âYes, but no.â Walter said helplessly.
âWhat do you mean?â
âThereâs something that can give rebirth to someoneâs body, but it is the Temple of Lightâs treasure. Itâs said that the goddess bestowed it to an unknown pope and it has been enshrined in the Temple of Lightâs main palace hall ever since. Who could get it? Doesnât this mean no?â Walter explained in a long-winded manner. âOf course I donât like other peopleâs bodies, I still long for my own body. But that thing, although it sounds ok, how is it possible to obtain?â
But Claire was frowning and thinking of other things.
âIf your body is reborn, will you be recognized? For example, the Divine Prince who killed you?â Claire asked doubtfully.
âNo, that day when I was fighting with the pretty boy, I had completely covered myself. I also didnât say anything.â Walter replied truthfully.
Claire sat in the lotus position, not speaking anymore, pondering.
âClaire! You, you wonât think about going to steal from the Temple of light, will you? Donât you know how dangerous it is? You wonât necessarily be able to enter in safely, and even if you go in, thereâs no guarantee you can bring it out!â Walter cried in alarm. Then, very worriedly, he said, âAlthough I really want my body, I donât wish for you to be in danger.â
âOh.â Claire replied halfheartedly, still pondering.
âDonât, donât be mistaken. I donât mean that Iâm afraid of something happening to you. Itâs just that, if something happens to you, what do I do? Iâm just a stone.â Walter explained hastily. But the more he spoke, the more lacking in strength it was. He felt annoyed in his heart. Why did he feel like the more he tried, the worse it became? Could it be that he took a liking to this little devil? Pah! How could it be possible?! This little girl still hadnât finished maturing, and her personality was so vile. She often treated him evilly. How could he take a liking to such a despicable person?
âOh.â Claire was still absent minded.
Walter relaxed. Looks like this little devil didnât care about his words. Not bad, not bad.
âWalter.â Claire suddenly called, startling Walter at the same time.
âWha, what?â Walter asked cautiously.
âWhat does the treasure that can give rebirth to your body look like?â Claire asked, her face completely serious.
âWha, what are you going to do?â Walter asked, somewhat shocked.
âNaturally, Iâm going to get it for you and let your body be reborn.â If you have a body, you can help me even more than now. Claire didnât say the last sentence out loud. But Walter always not having a body was also not right either.
âWhat?!â Walter started shouting, âDo you know how dangerous it is?! Right now you still have the mark of the god of darkness on the back of your hand. If itâs discovered by people from the Temple of Light, what would the result be?â Walter was extremely anxious, immediately trying to block the idea.
âAs long as they donât discover it, itâs fine.â Claire shrugged as she replied, not caring at all.
âYou said it simply, but do you think the Temple of Light is really that easy to get in? You think the thing inside is really that easy to take? The Temple of Light has as many experts as the clouds, and also, that thing is bound to be enshrined in the main palace hall.â Walter was extremely anxious, hurriedly stating some of the dangers, trying to prevent Claire from going.
âI didnât say I was going to break in through the front.â Claire raised a brow lightly. âAlso, Iâm very skeptical. Isnât it relatively valuable? Shouldnât it be hidden in a certain secret location?â Claire was didnât completely understand.
âThatâs because the Temple of Light fakes helping people and is arrogant. Thatâs something the goddess bestowed to mortals, naturally theyâll show it off and tell everyone that the goddess cares about the temple. Another reason is that the Temple of Light is extraordinarily confident in their strength. Think about it, who in the world dares to steal from the Temple of Light?â Walter said while frowning.
âI dare.â Claire revealed a trace of a strange smile.
âYou! Do you want to die?!â Walter hurriedly and angrily said. âDo you know how dangerous that way is?!â
âWhat does it look like? There should be some kind of barrier on it, right?â Claire pondered, stroking her chin.
âYou donât say! Of course thereâs a barrier. But it shouldnât be very strong, because the Temple of Light is extreeeeemely arrogant.â Walter snorted and then suddenly froze, his gaze becoming vulgar. âClaire, youâre working so hard to for my body to be reborn, could it be that you took a fancy to me? When did you start to secretly love me?â
Claire didnât say a word, pulled out the Spiritual Stone, and then pinched it indifferently with all her might. Walter was about to faint, spazzing, and then was silent.
Claire didnât waste any more time. She sat in the lotus position, closing her eyes, thinking back to the third level of the mental cultivation method in the Treasured Book of Lotuses, and started to cultivate.
No sound, no form, no I, no heart.
Claire only felt that she had entered a fantasy-like realm. Everything around her disappeared. Warmth, she only felt a strange warmth.
Being unconscious, Walter couldnât see the faint golden glow around Claireâs body that looked so pure, so beautiful.
White Emperor, who had been lying down nearby, stared at Claire without moving.
After who knows how long, Claire finally opened her eyes. The golden glow instantly disappeared. A trace of a satisfied smile appeared on Claireâs lips. Fusing together Dou Qi and magic elements into the lotus power was extremely efficient. She was just missing a bit and almost able to comprehend the third level. It wasnât that she couldnât break through, but that Claire still didnât want to have tribulation lightning here and destroy Camilleâs house.
But Golden Lotusâs voice suddenly sounded in Claireâs mind. âMa, the later on it is, the harder it is to break through. The level of magic and Dou Qi you have right now can at most help you quickly advance to the seventh level. Later, itâll be harder. But donât be afraid, Iâll block the tribulation lightning.â
âCan you change your address?â Claire said, somewhat helplessly.
But Golden turned a deaf ear to Claireâs protest. âMa, goodnight.â After saying goodnight, it fell silent.
Claire was a little speechless, completely unable to handle Golden Lotus. She slowly closed her eyes, a slight smile appearing on her lips. Now with her eyes closed, the area she could sense was even farther. It was now dusk outside. She slowly expanded her consciousness, passing through the aisle to the main hall. She could actually sense the situation in the main hall. Everybody was preparing to eat, but Summer muttered, why hasnât Claire finished meditating yet, did she need to go and call her or something? But Camille blocked her, saying that itâs best to not bother a magician meditating.
Claireâs shock was endless. She had only cultivated to the third level and was already this abnormal, so what about later? This is a spiritual sense? The phrase suddenly popped up in Claireâs head, but immediately disappeared.
The next moment, Camille, Jean, and Ben all felt something strange.
âWhy do I feel like someone is watching?â Camille turned and looked around in confusion, but didnât see anything out of the ordinary.
âI also feel like somebodyâs watching us.â Ben snorted and said in a bad mood.
Jean watched the surroundings alertly, but was also unable to discover any clues.
Satisfied, Claire slowly withdrew her consciousness. She started pondering. Just then, the two words, spiritual sense, suddenly flashed in her mind and felt very familiar, a strange kind of feeling. But she couldnât put her finger on it. Why?
Claire got up. White Emperor gave a chirp, then pounced on Claireâs back. While he was at it, he climbed up to Claireâs shoulder, then onto her head, claiming his treasured seat again.
Claire walked to the main hall just as Camille and the rest were preparing to eat their meal. Seeing Claire come, Summer happily jumped over, pulling out a couple of tickets and waved them happily. âClaire, your Grandfatherâs really awesome. Heâs so efficient, getting us tickets so fast. He also gave âthat thingâ over.â
Naturally, Claire knew what âthat thingâ meant. It was the dye potion that was going to be used to change the precious pearlâs appearance.
âClaire, itâs time to eat.â Camille smiled warmly. âYou were shut up in that room and meditating for so long, you should be hungry. Eat a little more.â
Claire nodded and walked over. When she got close to Camille, Camille used a volume that only the two of them could hear and squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth, âI was looking forward to you dying of hunger inside there.â
âThis wish of yours will never be fulfilled.â Claire also smiled like a flower and squeezed out.
They were very friendly while eating, or at least, on the surface.
After eating dinner, Claire returned to the bedroom and pulled out the spiritual stone, rubbing it over and over.
Walter suddenly awoke, watching Claireâs actions with wide eyes. Currently, the spiritual stone was like Walterâs body, it could let Walter feel everything. With Claire rubbing the stone, it felt like his whole body was being rubbed.
âClaire, stop, what are you doing?â Walter called in surprise, trying to quickly stop her. âI already woke up.â
âOh.â Claire stopped, looked at Walter, and said, âSay it, what does the treasure that can give rebirth to your body look like? Ah, why is your face so red?â
âYou!â Walter swallowed back the words he was about to say. If you rub me like this, how can my face not be red? Unfortunately Iâm a normal man!
âQuickly!â Claire poked the Spiritual Stone and said impatiently.
Walter was afraid Claire would poke him again and hurriedly said, âAh! It looks about the same as a conch shell.â Then he quickly added, âEven though I told you, donât go. Itâs too dangerous over there, not somewhere you can go with your current strength. Even if you advanced to the grand wizard stage, you still wouldnât be able to enter safely and escape.â
But Claire ignored Walter and instead, gave a forceful pinch, making Walter faint. Then she packed up some things, got up, left the room, and then went to Benâs room.
Claire knocked and opened Benâs door. He appeared drowsily. Of course, if he wasnât busy, then he would go to sleep.
âClaire, what are you doing?â Ben was confused and didnât understand.
âLetâs go. Tonight, Iâll give you a lesson. A very important lesson.â A trace of a crafty smile appeared on Claireâs lips.