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The process of figuring it out was quite absurd – after the airplane they were on was nearly brought down by a flock of birds, Yang Zhen Er became firmly convinced that Old Xia had some ability to summon “little elves”, and that a “little elf” that looked like Old Xia had saved their flight.

She also believed that all the unusual things about Xiang Kun, the spirituality and uniqueness of Xiao Lingdang and Xiao Pingguo, and Nana’s recent abnormal behavior, were all related to the summoning of “little elves”. Either they had a “little elf”, or they were in the process of training a “little elf” ability.

Yang Zhen Er became quite anxious, thinking that everyone already had a “little elf”, so she couldn’t be left too far behind!

If all these abilities came from Old Xia, then she must work even harder. After all, she was Old Xia’s cousin and had known him the longest and had the closest relationship of everyone.

They were of the same bloodline, after all!

So, during that period of time, whether she was in Tongshi Town or Chongyun Village, she spent any free time trying to figure out how to summon her own “little elf”, how Old Xia could have the ability of a “little elf”.

But apart from creating more and more erasers with special sensations, she could never really confirm what her “little elf” was.

Although she gave names to her erasers and the coin Xiang Kun gave her, she had too many special erasers and always mixed up the names. She even forgot a few of the names, so after a few days, she no longer called her erasers by their individual names but collectively referred to them as “my old buddies”!

One day, when she was alone in her room in Chongyun Village, she whimsically arranged those erasers with special sensations around the room. Then she pretended that the “lucky coin” was her and she herself imagined that she had become the summoned “little elf”.

Interestingly enough, she suddenly found herself able to glow all over, just like in her imagination!

She was overjoyed, thinking she had really awoken some incredible ability, so she happily set up her phone for a selfie.

Unexpectedly, when she looked at what she had shot with her phone, there was no glow at all, only her laughing foolishly alone, which looked quite embarrassing.

Yang Zhen Er was momentarily bewildered, wondering if she had been thinking about the “little elf” so much that she had become delusional.

However, by chance, she discovered that the illusion she created could be perceived by others. At least Xia Tianhuo and Chu Xiuwen could sense it – when she was eating, she told a ghost story. Xia Tianhuo and Chu Xiuwen, who were dining at the same table, sensed the distorted shadow she created and were startled. Yet, Tang Baona, who was also eating in the same room, didn’t notice.

Then it occurred to Yang Zhen Er that maybe her “little elf” was not something else, but herself.

Maybe the “little elf” ability was supposed to be like this!

Following this, Yang Zhen Er began to secretly and slowly experiment, gradually summarizing the pattern of her ability:

As long as she believed, she could display an illusion through her “old buddies”. This kind of illusion wasn’t completely arbitrary. If it was too exaggerated, even she herself wouldn’t believe it. It was already quite difficult to be able to see herself wearing fancy silver armor, wielding a large sword glowing white with electric arcs, and to have some imposing special effects.

Others might also have a certain chance of seeing these illusions, but only if they follow her “train of thought”. This doesn’t require her to hypnotize others. As long as others are willing to “listen” to her, it can have an impact and allow them to see the illusions she sees. At the beginning, when it was dinner time, Chu Xiuwen and Xia Tianhuo were able to see the illusions. Tang Baona did not because at that time Tang Baona was distracted and did not listen to her “ghost story”.

Furthermore, Old Xia also cannot see her projected illusions. Even if he listens to her words quite attentively, it’s useless. Even in front of Old Xia, she finds it difficult to create illusions.

Finally, Xiang Kun…She is temporarily not planning to reveal her ability in front of Chef Xiang, she has to wait until she can skillfully master it and then discuss it later when things are set in stone!

But what irked Yang Zhen’er somewhat was that she could only create extraordinary illusions up until the Silver Armor and Electric Light Sword. After all, she was already in her twenties and soon would be in her thirties. She was an adult with a mature and steady personality, not an innocent little girl like Xiao Lingdang. She could not believe anything too exaggerated. Apart from the Silver Armor, Electric Light Sword, strange twisted shadows, dreadful dark fog, the holy eye-catching radiance, and messy special effects, she could not make more normal illusions.

It’s not that whatever she thinks can occur, such as imagining a cup of water appearing in front of her, it was really difficult. Even imagining a pot of rabbit meat, cooked by Chef Xiang was impossible, therefore it was very hard to perform any trick with this method.

She estimated that it was like those excessive exaggerations, ordinary stuff that she almost encounters every day in reality, therefore she also was unable to persuade herself to believe it.

This was also one of the reasons why she urgently wanted to reveal her “little elf” transforming ability to Xiao Lingdang when she returned to Pengcheng City—she felt that the simple and innocent Xiao Lingdang, in terms of imagination, must be very good. Moreover, she faintly felt that her erasers, along with the “Lucky Coin”, seemed to share some relationship to Xiao Lingdang.

She felt that Xiao Lingdang might be able to help her, much like she had many “inspirations” after playing the coin game with her.

After discovering the dazzling “special effects illusions”, Yang Zhen’er simply could not help but squat down to pinch Liu Shiling’s cute little face looking startled and amazed with enlarged eyes and an open mouth.

Actually, after seeing the large sword in Yang Zhen’er’s hands flashing and sparking, Liu Shiling instantly understood that all these were “fake”, not real—because she couldn’t perceive or control it.

However, that didn’t prevent her from admiring and envying Yang Zhen’er’s capability. The elder sister’s skill was really amazing, looking very stylish, this was how a “Magician” should be like!

She wanted light, and there’s light. She wanted a sword, and there was a sword. She could summon monsters to battle anytime, she could bring out whatever tricks she wanted to, and she could use them freely, not worrying about damaging the furniture, getting caught by her mother and being spanked, or revealing the magic secret and making Uncle Bald angry.

By then, she wouldn’t need to wear her mother’s oversized hoodie pretending to wear a magic robe anymore, she could merely generate a magnificent magic robe illusion for herself!

Perhaps the chocolates, ice creams, the sachima might even take a tangible shape. Everything from the dreams could be revealed, allowing her to experience her magical world in advance.

“Elder Sister Magician, what magic is this, it’s so incredible, can you also conjure a magic robe for me?” Liu Shiling asked eagerly.

“Hehe, if you call me ‘Sister Silver Armor Fairy’, then I’ll try.” Yang Zhen’er, seeing Liu Shiling’s face change in surprise, envy, admiration, and worship, felt as if she was floating in the air with delight.

Liu Shiling immediately said, “Silver Armor Old… oh no… it’s Sister Fairy!”

“Uh… never mind, I think ‘Sister Fairy’ gives me the creeps… ‘Elder Sister Magician’ still sounds more affectionate and pleasant, it’s over, it’s all because of you, Xiao Lingdang. Now I’ve actually become an Elder Sister Magician.” Yang Zhen’er said with a mix of laughter and tears.

Then, she began to focus her attention on Little Fatty Girl, standing up and staring at her. Placing one hand on her shoulder seriously, she said, “Magician Xiao Lingdang, I, Silver Armor Old Fair… oh man…”

As a result, Yang Zhen’er couldn’t help but laugh in the middle of her speech, ruining the effect. After adjusting her emotions, she gently touched Liu Shiling’s shoulders with both hands and continued, “I, the Silver Armor Fairy, bestow upon you the Dingling Magic Robe!”

As soon as the words were spoken, with the chiming of a “dingling” bell ringing, a dazzling pillar of light directly shone down from the roof onto Liu Shiling. The beam seemed to directly hit from outer space, piercing through the building and precisely finding that chubby, adorable little girl.

Liu Shiling tilted her small face upwards, squinting her eyes and stretching out her arms as if she was enjoying the light.

Soon, she let out a soft gasp, noticing a black-based robe had appeared on her body, which looked rather similar to the robes of wizards in TV shows and cartoons.

The robe didn’t feel imaginary but real. She could clearly feel its weight and it even had the texture of cloth when she touched it.

Liu Shiling looked up excitedly at Yang Zhen’er and said: “Sister Silver Fairy, this needs a string here to hold the hat so it doesn’t blow away when the wind comes. And there should be a kitty head here, not a custard pie cat head, it should be the one like Garfield. And this edge, here it needs to have that impressive pattern, it’s specifically like…”

Yang Zhen’er listened attentively to Little Fatty Girl’s description, and swiftly made modifications to the small magic robe as the girl had described. Soon, the robe was a close match to what Little Fatty Girl had envisioned in her dreams.

With great surprise, Yang Zhen’er discovered that she was now able to quickly and astonishingly “modify” the illusions she created. Previously, she was unable to modify illusions once they had taken form – they were permanently, irreversibly structured, and if she wasn’t satisfied, she’d have to start all over.

Yang Zhen’er squatted down happily, hugging Liu Shiling, who was excitedly examining her robe through a full-length dressing mirror in the living room, and kissed her on the cheek, “Xiao Lingdang, indeed you are my lucky charm!”

“Huh?” Liu Shiling was a bit confused. Nevertheless, she was super excited and pulled Yang Zhen’er, “Old Fairy Sister, let’s go back home; I need to get my magic wand, and we need to bring Custard Pie along too to play.”

“Magic wand?” Yang Zhen’er’s eyes sparkled, realizing that Xiao Lingdang had finally completely trusted her and was willing to show her all her abilities.

However, when she followed Little Fatty Girl home and saw her taking out a small wooden box from her room, retrieving a pair of chopsticks, she was a little confused.

Well, it seemed she still couldn’t comprehend the innocence and spontaneity of children.

Then, at Liu Shiling’s request, Yang Zhen’er “decorated” her “magic wand”. It looked bigger and more majestic, with a cute cat head at the end.

Next, she put the tailor-made magic robe, which they had previously “designed”, on her. Immediately, the image of the “mighty Great Wizard” imagined by Liu Shiling appeared.

To Yang Zhen’er, though, the “magic robe” seemed a bit too unconventional. Rather than a “magic robe”, it looked more like a casual extra-long hoodie with just a bit of a wizardly touch. The hood was too big; when she put it on, it covered the eyes, leaving only a mouth and a round chin visible. As for the “magic wand” topped with a cat head, it had no hint of magic at all – it resembled a child’s toy more than a magical tool.

However, regardless, the combination looked both cute and adorable on Little Fatty Girl, mostly because she liked it.

Seeing the excitement and joy in Little Fatty Girl’s eyes, Yang Zhen’er felt an incredible sense of accomplishment.

“Old Fairy Sister, Old Fairy Sister, what about Custard Pie? Let’s give it eight wings!” Liu Shiling pointed her “magic wand” at the bewildered-faced Custard Pie, “And let’s transform it into the size of a tiger. Then we can ride on it.”

Yang Zhen’er quickly responded: “Even if we transform it into the size of a tiger, we can’t ride on it, Xiao Lingdang. It hasn’t really become that big!”

“I understand, Fairy Sister, as long as it looks rideable.”

Thus, Yang Zhen’er began to “transform” the Custard Pie step by step according to Little Fatty Girl’s request. In no time, in their eyes, the Custard Pie had become a “big cat” with shoulders about sixty or seventy cm high, body length close to two meters, and eight wings in total.

However, looking at the bewildered expression on Custard Pie’s big face, Yang Zhen’er seriously doubted whether it could perceive the illusion she had created, or realize that it had turned into a big eight-winged cat.

Then, Liu Shiling put the magic wand on her waist, and tidied up the living room with Yang Zhen’er. They pushed the coffee table next to the sofa, pushed the stools, trinkets, and such against the wall, clearing a relatively large space.

“Fairy Sister, it’s time to fight! The devil from the Dark World is about to invade Chongyun Village. Our home is the exit. In order to protect Chongyun Village and Uncle Bald… ah, Uncle Bald does not need protection; so to protect… Tall Uncle, Uncle Ah Fu, Pretty Sister and others, we must fight without retreating! Fairy Sister, Custard Pie, are you ready?”

Looking at Liu Shiling who was wearing the cute “Magic Robe”, holding the cute “Magic Wand”, and saying these words in a cute but serious voice, Yang Zhen’er felt a little embarrassed.

Alas, she really couldn’t match Xiao Lingdang’s innocence.

If she were alone, the illusion might have “disintegrated” immediately, but with Liu Shiling around, her illusion was surprisingly stable.

“So… Xiao Lingdang, what should the devil from the Dark World look like?”

“It must be very tall, its head reaching the ceiling. Since it’s from the Dark World, it should be all black, like the one just appeared in your living room, Fairy Sister. Its claws should be long, looking quite scary. It should be able to roar, ‘Roar~’, like that. Also, it should say some bad things, like ‘I’m going to destroy you! I’m going to eat all your food!’ and stuff.”

Yang Zhen’er created a scary-looking monster illusion in the room according to Liu Shiling’s “requirements”, and she began to “get into character”—because the monster really did look a bit scary.

She was wearing glowing silver armor, holding a large shining electric sword in her hand. She charged forward while waving her sword and shouting: “As long as I, the Silver Armor Fairy, am here, don’t think you can get past!”

Behind her, Liu Shiling raised her kitten-headed magic wand and shouted, “Chocolate! Ice cream! Sachima! Lemon tea! Green bean cake! Go!”

The eight-winged cat Custard Pie next to her also opened its mouth wide and let out a “roar~”.

At the next moment, with Yang Zhen’er’s sword wave, several electric dragons emerged on the walls of the room. They quickly climbed forward, directly hitting the giant black shadow monster appearing at the end of the living room, the doorway of the kitchen.

There were continuous blaring sounds, sparks were splashing everywhere; the door of the refrigerator at the kitchen entrance was completely blasted open, the edges spouting sparks and black smoke; the TV in the living room directly emitted a “poof” and caught on fire.

Taken aback, the two humans and the cat in the room simultaneously shrank their necks.

“What’s going on? What happened?! Little Lingdang, are you okay?” Yang Zhen’er, now absent of the silver armor and the great sword, wasn’t sure whether this was an illusion she created or a reality. Instinctively, she turned to check on Little Fatty Girl.

With a chopstick in her hand, Liu Shiling also froze, now understanding what had happened, she murmured: “We’re screwed…”