The Cold and Aloof Palace Master's Daily Demon-Slaying Life

Zuo Qingqiu slowly descended and landed in front of this "treasure mountain".

Her gaze calmly swept over the messy "hill," her divine sense carefully scanning each item.

The first items dealt with were the elixirs and some items that clearly exuded an evil, filthy, and ominous aura.

For example, those pills that are packaged in bone bottles or blood jade bottles and emit a strong bloody, resentful, or eerie sweet fragrance;

For example, some evil magical artifacts and talismans are made primarily from the souls, flesh, and bones of living beings;

For example, some forbidden books or artifacts that record things like "blood sacrifice secrets," "plague curses," "furnace and cauldron techniques," and "human alchemy techniques" are clearly immoral and harmful to nature...

These are the true remnants of the "demonic path," clear evidence of the decline of the Diluo Sect, and "malignant tumors" that must be completely destroyed.

Zuo Qingqiu raised her hand and gently grasped the objects in the "treasure mountain" that she had marked with her divine sense and that exuded an evil aura.

"Puff puff puff puff—!!"

A series of soft, dense muffled thuds.

Those marked pill bottles, evil artifacts, bone talismans, blood jade slips... no matter how sturdy their materials were, and no matter whether there were any remaining protective restrictions on their exteriors, under this "grip," they were completely crushed from the inside by an invisible, enormous force, instantly turning into dust!

These clumps of black, red, or green dust, like ashes and smoke, drifted away and were then blown away by the mountain wind, completely dissipating into the air without leaving a trace.

The evil energy, resentment, and curses contained within were completely purified and dispelled by a few wisps of fine purple lightning in the instant of annihilation.

After this step, the size of "Baoshan" visibly shrank a little, but its overall "aura" became much "cleaner," losing that unpleasant yin evil and filth.

Next comes categorization and organization.

Cultivation manuals, secret techniques, ancient notes, geographical maps, formation formulas, elixir recipes, mineral atlases, identification of spiritual herbs...

All the carriers of knowledge, regardless of their material or completeness, were swept up by Zuo Qingqiu's divine sense, categorized, and suspended in mid-air.

Afterward, she placed these carriers of knowledge into several "Jade Pavilions" specifically used for storing classical texts.

This knowledge itself is neither good nor evil; it is the crystallization of wisdom accumulated by the Diluo Sect over tens of thousands of years. Bringing it back to the Taihua Sect would greatly enrich the sect's foundation.

Perhaps we can discover lost ancient techniques or find ways to counter other demonic paths; their value is immeasurable.

Of course, if any evil or forbidden techniques are mixed in, the elders of the sect who are in charge of the records will be responsible for reviewing, sealing or destroying them.

Spiritual materials, ores, spiritual herbs, spiritual jade, and all other raw materials that can be used for refining weapons, alchemy, setting up formations, and cultivation are also categorized and gathered together.

Zuo Qingqiu swept her divine sense across the area and casually annihilated some of the parts that were tainted with too much demonic energy or whose inherent attributes were too sinister and difficult to purify. The rest, which were of good quality and had neutral attributes, were placed into several "Qiankun Gourds" that were specially used to store large amounts of resources.

These materials are the real "hard currency" in the cultivation world, and they can be used anywhere.

Ancient treasures, magical artifacts, and ritual implements.

This part has the largest quantity and is also the most diverse.

From low-level standard magical soldiers to the remnants of natal magic weapons used by Purple Mansion Demon Lords, the variety is dazzling.

Zuo Qingqiu also underwent a screening process.

Those with bizarre shapes, made from living materials, imbued with evil energy, and impossible to remelt were destroyed on the spot.

She separately collected the remaining magical artifacts, which were made from conventional materials such as gold, iron, jade, and spirit wood, but with demonic supernatural powers added through the refining process.

The "materials" of these magical artifacts still retain their value. If they are taken back and reforged by a master craftsman, they can obtain pure crafting materials to create new righteous magical artifacts.

This is a huge fortune for a sect.

During the inspection and classification process, Zuo Qingqiu's divine sense keenly detected two magical treasures with somewhat "special" auras.

Their "specialness" lies not in their power or material, but in the faint, yet undeniably real, "spiritual" fluctuations emanating from within them.

A spirit?

A hint of surprise flashed across Zuo Qingqiu's eyes.

A weapon spirit is a trace of "innate intelligence" that a magical artifact may develop after a long period of time, through special opportunities, or by being enlightened by a master craftsman at an extremely high cost.

Its birth conditions are extremely harsh, it is sealed by the rules of Heaven, and it is extremely rare, one in a billion.

Magical artifacts possessing spirits are not only more powerful and easier to use, but they can also cultivate and grow on their own, and even possess independent "personality" and "thoughts," making them the most coveted treasures for countless cultivators.

Unexpectedly, two magical artifacts suspected of possessing spirits were discovered in the ruins of the Diluo Sect.

With a thought, the two magical treasures flew out of the "treasure mountain" on their own and hovered in front of her.

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The first item was a floor mirror about six feet high and four feet wide, cast entirely from some kind of dark silver metal, with intricate magic patterns carved on the frame, but a smooth, obsidian-like surface.

The mirror has a simple and even somewhat heavy design, exuding an air of antiquity.

The magic patterns on the frame subtly shimmered and swirled, and the mirror surface wasn't completely black. Upon closer inspection, it seemed as if countless tiny silver specks were slowly flowing in the depths, like a starry night sky.

Most remarkably, Zuo Qingqiu could clearly sense that deep within this magic mirror lay a faint yet exceptionally "dynamic" spiritual being.

Zuo Qingqiu extended her index finger and pointed it in the air.

A wisp of pure and peaceful purplish-black immortal energy shot out from her fingertip and disappeared into the dark silver frame of the mirror.

"Buzz—!"

The magic mirror trembled slightly, and the magic patterns on the frame suddenly lit up, flowing with a dark silver luster.

The mirror, smooth as obsidian, rippled like water ripples after a pebble was thrown in, then lit up.

It is not the reflection of external light, but the mirror itself that emits a soft, moonlight-like silvery-white glow from the inside out.

Once the light stabilized, a "picture" appeared in the mirror.

It was a virtual room that looked very tidy and even somewhat "cozy".

The room was small, but it was decorated like a young girl's boudoir. There was a wooden bed covered with a pink brocade quilt, a dressing table with a few simple decorations, a small bookshelf with a few books, and even a rattan swing in the corner.

The overall style is incompatible with the cold and heavy exterior of this magic mirror.

In the center of this virtual room stood a figure.

She was a little girl who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old.

The girl's silver hair flowed like moonlight or like silk made of frost and snow, reaching down to her waist and loosely tied with a plain white ribbon.

She wore a flowing, moon-white dress with wide sleeves and cloud patterns. The skirt was light and airy, revealing two slender, jade-like ankles, and a faint glow lingered between her fair feet.

Her face was as delicate as a porcelain doll, her skin as white and translucent as if carved from jade, and her large eyes were strange, clear red pupils like rubies.

At this moment, she was looking at the world "outside the mirror" with obvious confusion and unease.

This is clearly the spirit of the magic mirror.

Or rather, it is a "virtual image" simulated in the mirror by the spirit of the magic mirror in some way.