The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Your treasure? Isn't it right?" Meihong said lightly, "How can I remember that this is the secret treasure of the ghost clan?"

"Huh...?" The villain was stunned, and what Meihong said was indeed correct. The Wanbao mallet was indeed a secret treasure of the ghost clan at first, but it has been taken away by them for almost a thousand years. What is the point of mentioning this now? ?

Are they from the ghost clan?Suddenly such thoughts came to mind, and the villain nervously distinguished: "But, but, the Wanbao gavel has been guarded by our clan for thousands of years, now..."

"Is it yours now?" Meihong said the villain's lines, and then sneered: "Now we take away the magic mallet and keep it for thousands of years, won't it become ours?"

"This..." The villain didn't seem to be good at words, and was speechless when Meihong said a word.

"So we are returning the property to its original owner."

"But……"

"This is what your ancestors did. Do you want to question your ancestors?"

"No, no, maybe this is indeed what you said... No, no!"

Fortunately, the villain is just bad at speaking, but not stupid. She soon realized that this was Meihong's excuse. The other party wanted to rob her of her treasures. If she reasoned with the robber, then she had a problem!

The villain regained his confidence and glared at Meihong angrily: "You despicable fellow! Give me back the magic mallet!"

"Tch, it's really not that easy," Meihong smacked her lips in displeasure, and muttered to herself, "It seems that there is only one guy like Cirno in the entire Gensokyo world... What a trouble."

I didn't hear what Mei Hong was muttering over there, but Wu Ye only heard the other party suddenly ask himself in a low voice: "Hey, Wu Ye, what is the ability of that little devil?"

"Well, wait, let me see..."

Meihong, who wanted to be an empty-handed white wolf, failed, and the following disputes were inevitable. In order to gain the upper hand, it was necessary for her to ask Wu Ye to "see" the opponent's ability.

Wu Ye also felt that it was necessary until he saw the other party's ability.

"The ability to use the magic mallet..."

The moment Wu Ye saw this ability, he suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the villain on the opposite side. The magic hammer had already fallen into Meihong's hands, and the other party was still playing with a hammer. Oh no, she didn't even seem to have a hammer to play with.

"How is it, Wu Ye?" Mei Hong hinted at Wu Ye with her eyes.

He also replied to Meihong with his eyes: "No problem, he is a weak chicken."

"Very good." Meihong raised her brows, her expression turned stinky multiple times, and her attitude instantly changed countless times: "Hey, brat, what's your name?"

"Hey, hey..." Meihong suddenly became super strong, which made the villain a little scared, and unconsciously began to follow the opponent's steps.

She said softly: "Young name Zhenmiaowan..."

"Very good, kid, listen up, this magic mallet is my property from now on!"

Although I don't know why Meihong didn't intend to call the other party's name, but it doesn't matter anyway, because Wu also knows that once Meihong said this, there is no room for both parties to back down.

"Why, why is this...!"

Zhenmiaowan perfectly showed the expression that a bullied little classmate should have, weak and helpless, ready to cry, although unwilling but helpless.

"That's the deal." Meihong probably got used to doing bad things, and she was full of ruffian when she spoke.

"Woo..." Zhenmiaowan seemed to be more courageous than she looked, but when Meihong stood up, she was helpless, and besides, she didn't even have the means to fight, so what else could she do.

However, as the saying goes, extremes lead to opposites, and Zhenmiaowan, who was driven to a dead end, did not remain silent. Instead, he used a word of carelessness to kill the younger sister.

"Even if you get the magic mallet, it's useless. There is no power in it to fulfill your wishes."

"What are you talking about?" Meihong's arrogant expression froze suddenly, she frowned and stared at the magic mallet in her hand: "You mean this thing has no effect?"

Zhenmiaomaru looked at Meihong resentfully, and then explained: "The Wanbao mallet was originally a secret treasure of the ghost clan. Its power originated from the ghost clan. After so many uses, its power has long been exhausted. .”

"So this thing is just a hammer?" Mei Hong's eyes widened, and she threw the Wanbao mallet into Wu Ye's hand, rolling up her sleeves to argue with Zhen Miao Wan.

It's just that a scene that surprised everyone happened at this time, and the magic gavel that fell into Wu Ye's hand suddenly emitted a strange light curtain, wrapping around Wu Ye circle after circle, as if protecting him .

Meihong was dumbfounded, and Zhenmiaowan was even more shocked.

"How is it possible? The power of the magic mallet has been restored?!"

Chapter 7 I hit it with a hammer!

The power of the Marble Mallet has been restored.

The power of the magic mallet, which claims to be able to grant all wishes, has been restored.

Zhenmiaowan was very surprised, because the power of the mallet has only been consumed for thousands of years, and this is the first time it has been restored.

Meihong was also surprised, because as her teammate, Wu Ye once again brought her a different surprise.

Wu was also very surprised, because... why is it me again!

The Wanbao mallet in his hand was emitting a dazzling light curtain, which began to spread around the entire Glorious Needle City centered on Wu Ye like water patterns, and the ripples of the light curtain were like undulating strings, extending to the end of the sky .

"This is impossible……"

Zhenmiaowan's eyes widened, and he murmured in disbelief: "The Wanbao mallet is the secret treasure of the ghost clan, and it is also the oldest secret treasure. Its history can even be traced back to the age of gods. Even the current king of ghosts can't make it. How can you recover your strength..."

Zhenmiaomaru stared at Wu Ye with a complicated expression, and after a while he was shocked and said: "Could it be that... you are not a human being, but a ghost clan that has lived from the Age of Gods to the present?!"

"Sorry, I'm just a human being, and I'm only seventeen years old this year... Tsk! Why am I talking so much to you!"

Having been crowned with a strange title for no reason, Wu Ye felt depressed for a while, and smashed the magic mallet in his hand to the ground with a bang.

Then all the strange phenomena disappeared, and the light of the magic mallet gradually decreased until it disappeared completely.