The King of Flags at Hogwarts

"But, Mu Hua..."

“I shouldn’t have existed in this world in the first place,” Shen Muhua said. “I didn’t realize until I was eleven that I was just an appendage, a tool.”

She spoke very quietly, contrary to her usual self: "Over the years, I have been ruthless, angry, and self-destructive, but I know that one day I will fulfill my mission. This was destined from the moment I was born."

"Shen Muli, I've made up my mind. It's time."

Shen Muli was in tears: "But Muhua, you are my only sister, I...you..."

Shen Muhua laughed and said, "Isn't it disgusting? Who would acknowledge themselves as their own sister? Alright, enough nonsense, let's hurry up and end this farce."

After saying that, Shen Muhua pulled Shen Muli and flew towards the library.

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Li Hechao coughed up mouthfuls of blood, and the umbrella-shaped magical artifact in his hand shattered once again.

He forcefully threw the damaged magic artifact at Hong Lingfei, and then took out a bowl-shaped magic artifact from his pocket.

Hong Lingfei's face darkened. Li Hechao had been holding off more than a dozen of them for over ten minutes. Six or seven of his companions were lying on the ground, while the younger students behind Li Hechao were completely unharmed.

"You, Li Hechao, are indeed Professor Chen's outstanding student. But Professor Chen has already abandoned the darkness and turned to the light. Are you still going to remain stubbornly ignorant? You have betrayed your teacher. This is tantamount to betraying your master and ancestors!"

Li Hechao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Damn you! You're the ones who betrayed your master and ancestors! You bastards are the ones who betrayed your master and ancestors!"

As he spoke, Li Hechao activated his magical artifact, which emitted golden light and struck down another member of the Progressive Society.

Enraged, Hong Lingfei yelled at the Progressive Association members behind him, "What are you waiting for? Beat him! Beat him to death!"

In an instant, sword energy surged, and Li Hechao turned his bowl-shaped magic weapon upside down on the ground, where it burst forth with golden light, blocking the attack.

With a "crack," the bowl-shaped ritual implement shattered once again.

"Hmph! Li Hechao, I'd like to see how many magical artifacts you still have! Attack! All of you, attack!"

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Shen Muli and Shen Muhua flew all the way to the library.

The two went up to the fifth floor.

Shen Muhua stopped and walked up to the old dean: "You old codger, this is the last time I'll come to see you. Are you satisfied now?"

Shen Muli stood behind, silent, tears streaming down her face.

"From today onwards, there will be no more Shen Muhua. Hehehe, from childhood to adulthood, I have always wanted to be Shen Muli. Now, my dream has come true."

"Mu Hua!" Shen Muli could no longer hold back and burst into tears. "Let's... let's think of another way! Perhaps there's another way to activate the Nine Cauldrons?"

"Shen Muli!" Shen Muhua turned around and shouted angrily, "You are a high-ranking official in the autonomous region! How can you still be so naive!"

Don't make me look down on you!

"Victory never falls from the sky! Victory requires sacrifice!"

Chapter 139 The Power of the Nine Cauldrons

Shen Muhua pulled Shen Muli upstairs.

On the sixth floor, the relics of Laozi, which were originally placed on the central stone platform, are no longer there.

"Laojun's legacy!" Shen Muli exclaimed in shock, but then she went through the events of the day in her mind. "The traitors are Wen Mingxin, Chen Cao, and Fan Huanglian!"

She was an elite among elites; how could someone so young and already in such a high position be a complete fool? After a moment's thought, I understood the whole story.

"It's too late, hurry up!"

Upon reaching the seventh floor, one sees various rare building materials inlaid on the floor, forming a large yin-yang symbol. In the center, there is a stone platform with a jade ball shimmering with azure light.

Continuing upwards, the two arrived at the eighth floor.

This floor, whether it's the walls, the floor, or the ceiling, is covered with densely packed runes and lines, outlined in gold paint, creating an atmosphere full of mystery.

The two walked to the center of the room and stood facing each other.

"Mu Hua..."

"Don't hesitate, take your hand out now!"

Shen Muli slowly raised her hands, but Shen Muhua impatiently grabbed both of her hands and pulled them up to face each other, interlocking their fingers.

In an instant, the runes and lines in the room shone with an even brighter gold, and the golden light made the two of them dizzy.

"Shen Muli! What are you waiting for??"

Shen Muli clenched her teeth, sobbing uncontrollably: "Shen Muli's soul was separated here eighteen years ago. Today I pray to my ancestors, my soul... my soul..."

"Shen Muli!!!"

"May your soul return!!!"

A brilliant golden light shone forth, emanating from Shen Muhua.

She turned completely golden.

Shen Muhua smiled and said, "This is fine... Sister."

As soon as she finished speaking, she transformed into countless specks of light and flew into Shen Muli's body.

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"One Qi transforms into Three Pure Ones?" Bobby's almond-shaped eyes widened in disbelief.

The old man laughed and said, "What's so hard to understand? Divide your soul into several parts, let them grow naturally as independent individuals, and then combine them back into one. This will naturally make your soul grow stronger."

"Isn't that the same as Horcruxes in the West?"

"Hornet?"

Poppy told the old man about the Horcruxes.

"Hahaha, how could there be such a stupid person! Using such a crude method to divide the soul!"

Bobby tilted his head in confusion.

The old man explained: "Humans have three souls and seven spirits. The three souls are the Heavenly Soul, the Earthly Soul, and the Human Soul, which were called the Tai Guang, Shuang Ling, and You Qing in ancient times. They are also called the Main Soul, the Awakening Soul, the Life Soul, or the Primordial Spirit, the Yang Spirit, and the Yin Spirit. The seven spirits refer to joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire."

"The three souls and seven spirits are indispensable; they can be weak, but they cannot be absent."

"The weak can slowly absorb the essence of heaven and earth to make up for their deficiencies; the lacking are either dull, foolish, or idiotic, or irritable or insensitive, and there is no way to save them!"

Bobby nodded: "I understand. You mean that the Horcrux is divided very crudely, almost randomly taking a piece from one's own soul, which will lead to the three souls and seven spirits being out of place."

"Yes."

"Your One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones technique separates the three souls and seven spirits in a balanced way. Each clone possesses the complete three souls and seven spirits. Even if it is weak at the moment, each soul will gradually return to its normal state over time."

"Of course!"

Bobby continued, "When that time comes, the main body will reabsorb the soul of the clone. Since the two are of the same origin, there will be no obstacles. After they merge into one, the soul power will greatly increase!"

The old man smiled and said, "That's exactly right."

Bobby exclaimed happily, "Grandpa! Please teach me quickly!"

The old man asked in confusion, "Didn't you already use the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones technique?"

Even though it's only one clone, that's still quite impressive. As expected of my descendant, it can comprehend things on its own without any instruction.

Bobby: ? ? ?

No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense...

She looked puzzled. When did she split herself into two?

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Shen Muli went down from the eighth floor to the seventh floor.

The tear stains on her face were still there.

She approached the stone platform in the center of the seventh floor.

The blue jade on the stone platform immediately emitted a strong light.

“I am Shen Muli, and I am also Shen Muhua…”

"Kunlun Academy is my home..."

"China is my country..."

"It's my soul..."

"It is my faith..."

"Nine tripods protect the nation, vanquish evil and drive them away!"

She placed one hand on the blue jade, her hair flying in the wind, her eyes filled with blue light.

A beam of light shot upwards from the blue jade, passing through the eighth floor and reaching the ninth floor.

The library has nine floors, and the space here is like a vast starry sky.

Nine illusory bronze cauldrons flew around in space in fixed trajectories.

Suddenly, the phantom solidified and shot out nine beams of light of different colors. The beams of light gathered at the top of the library tower, and the top of the tower immediately began to flash white light.

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Li Hechao knelt on the ground, which was littered with shattered magical artifacts.

He was vomiting large amounts of blood, and his eyes were beginning to glaze over.

Hong Lingfei's left hand hung limply, clearly broken, while he held a sword in his right hand and staggered toward Li Hechao.