Chapter 149 (1/2)

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149 – Xihe's Target

Inside the thick fog, Xue Qilin looked around with her arms crossed. Her field of vision is completely white.

“This won't do, not at all… the elemental qi is chaotic and the 'directions' are a mess…”

Xue Qilin sighed. She just tried several methods to leave here, but no matter if she used magic or “walked along a direction”, she couldn't break away from the thick fog.

She feels that she may just be going around in circles. But there is no way to verify if her feeling is right. The visibility is extremely poor, there is basically no way to identify the surroundings.

“What the h.e.l.l is this? A boundary?”

Xue Qilin reached out with a hand in front of her, but the fog didn't disperse.

The air is unexpectedly rather dry.

It stands to reason that with such an intense fog around, it should moisten her clothes and body to some extent. But this is not the case. Whether is is clothes or skin, Xue Qilin is still fairly dry.

That is to say, this is no ordinary fog. Its essence is not moisture, but something else.

As for what it is, Xue Qilin is not sure. It may be some kind of phenomenon nearing the effect of a spell.

Amid the many unknowns, the only certainty is that the turbulent flow of true qi in the fog interferes with Xue Qilin's perception and greatly reduces it. She cannot distinguish the directions. This situation can be likened to a person with good hearing staying in an extremely noisy environment, making it difficult to pinpoint where a certain sound comes from.

“Little Phecda, can you figure out the directions?”

Xue Qilin turned her head and asked. Phecda, who has long since returned to her human form, is standing beside her. However, affected by the fog, she cannot even see the expression on Phecda's face.

“Boo… this fog is too weird. If I let go of your hand now and take two steps, I may be separated from you, Qilin.”

In order not to wander off, Xue Qilin and Phecda are holding hands. In this strange fog, only this way can can confirm the existence of one another.

“In other words, we are stuck…”

Xue Qilin let out a long sigh.

People often say that her “magic” is unbelievable, but now there is an even more unimaginable phenomenon before her. It's really a slap in the face… she wrinkled her nose lightly.

“Qilin, don't you have a way to deal with this? Don't you know a 'spell'?”

Phecda's tone contains surprise.

Xue Qilin wanted to spread her arms, but found that she is still holding Phecda's hand and shrugged instead.

“Little Phecda, you have really unrealistic expectations… magic may accomplish a lot of things, but it is not omnipotent.”

In theory, magic can do many things. But wizards may not necessarily be able to do everything what magic can.

This is because no wizard can grasp all that is magic. They all have certain preferences, or are good at certain fields. Taking Xue Qilin as an example, she is good at Eastern magic elemental spells, and she also has an understanding of boundaries, talismans, and arrays. But she isn't good at alchemy, divination, and others.

“What do we do then? We won't be stuck here for life, will we?!”

Xue Qilin took exception with Phecda's concern.

“Except for natural things, there is nothing permanent in the world. Maybe the fog will dissipate after one or two hours. Of course, if this phenomenon is deliberately maintained, it may really persist forever.”

“Qilin…”

Phecda wanted to say something, but Xue Qilin squeezed her hand and signaled her to remain silent.

“Listen to what I have to say first… I don't think Xihe will maintain this 'phenomenon'. Otherwise, there is no point in trapping me here.”

“What do you mean?”

Xue Qilin smiled confidently and looked around once more.