A Return Gift

Chen Miemie had just finished the society's gathering and was about to head home when Xi stopped him.

"Chen Miemie, I'll be going into hiding next week. You'll be on your own, so I've prepared a study manual for you. Take it home and read it carefully tomorrow during the [No Tomorrow].

I know you can't die, but not being able to die doesn't mean you can't lose. It's very necessary to master more knowledge."

A thin booklet was stuffed into Chen Miemie's arms, leaving him a bit bewildered.

Faced with Xi's good intentions, he didn't push it away.

He opened a page slightly and saw elegant, purely handwritten calligraphy inside.

"Xi, this is the second gift you've given me. You also teach me a lot of things usually. I have a gift for you too."

The conversation between Chen Miemie and Xi made the others, who were about to leave, stop in their tracks.

Except for Cassan, who had hurried off to take care of Dawn, everyone else was still there.

Who said aloof people don't like gossip? When there's drama, they enjoy watching the show just as much.

Xi hadn't expected Chen Miemie to have a return gift completely unprepared. She waved her hands repeatedly:

"You've only just become a Mystic not long ago. It won't be too late to give me a gift later."

Chen Miemie had already half-pulled the moonlight wings, which had turned white tonight, out of his backpack. Hearing this, he was very moved:

"You're always so considerate, Xi. Alright, then I'll give you something else later."

"Ah! Are... are those wings?!"

Xi didn't let Chen Miemie stuff the item back into his bag. With her eyes shining, she reached out and snatched the wings directly from his hands.

The white moonlight wings were breathtakingly beautiful, divine and grand. With an elegant and gorgeous feather design and a silky, dynamic brocade-like material, they were made of moonlight and glowed on their own.

They looked beautiful and felt soft to the touch. Let alone a girl like Xi, even the surrounding onlookers couldn't help but scream "I want them" in their hearts.

Xi hugged them in her arms and refused to let go. She acted cute for once: "Chen Miemie, these are for me, right?"

Chen Miemie nodded: "They were supposed to be, but didn't you say..."

"Thank you, I love them," Xi hastily interrupted him.

"Oh." Chen Miemie had taken them out to give to her anyway, so seeing this, he stopped teasing her.

"Is this a special kind of cloak?" Xi was already eager to put them on.

"No, you said it yourself, they are wings."

"Stop joking, wings can fly. How could this..." At this point, Xi realized something in hindsight, and the fondness on her face turned into shock.

Chen Miemie continued her sentence: "They can fly. I tested them at home."

"Quick, help me put them on!"

Chen Miemie guided Xi on how to wear the wings and taught her how to slowly float up into the low air.

The moment Xi's feet left the ground, the previously gossiping crowd no longer cared about their image. They swarmed forward, crowding around Xi, their eyes wide open as they observed from up close.

For the next twenty minutes.

The hall of the [Court of the Silver Moon] was exceptionally quiet, save for the sound of Xi flapping her wings and occasionally crashing to the ground.

When Xi became a bit more familiar with it, she flew a large circle around the ceiling and slowly landed.

Her small face was flushed red with excitement.

Cold As Snow leaned over, rubbing his hands: "Xi, do you think you could lend them to me for a quick flight?"

"No, this is a gift from Chen Miemie."

Everyone immediately surrounded Chen Miemie again. Their aloof personas were gone as they began talking all at once, bombarding him with questions.

To put it bluntly, they all meant one thing: could he make more of these wings? They wanted them too, and they didn't mind waiting.

Everyone in this circle of the [Court of the Silver Moon] was a big shot in their own right outside. The reason they were so excited was that wings meant flying, and flying meant an absolute advantage.

Just as Dawn had once said, in the entire Sixiang City, counting herself, there were only three people who could truly fly.

The strongest in the [Court of the Silver Moon] should be the [Rubik's Cube Tyrant] Fina, but to the outside world, people would rather fight Fina than provoke Dawn, who could fly.

When you encounter someone who can fly, if they can't beat you, they can run away; if you can't beat them, you can't escape.

On the other hand, everyone knew that these woven wings were Chen Miemie's ability, not a mystical item, meaning they had no side effects. It was equivalent to gaining an extra [Mystery] called "flying" out of thin air!

As such, as long as Chen Miemie said they were for sale, it was absolutely worth going bankrupt to get a pair.

"Everyone, don't rush, listen to me first," Chen Miemie said, calming the scene down.

"These wings are purely handmade by me, woven stitch by stitch. The design and structure are very complex, and it takes me a very, very long time to make one;

Secondly, they aren't permanent. Do you see the moonlight on them? If you fly for too long or too fast, the moonlight will dim, and they require me to periodically infuse them with moonlight to recharge;

Lastly, this is the first pair of wings, and their overall performance hasn't been comprehensively tested yet. They might even be improved in the future, so please wait a bit."

After listening to him logically explain these three points.

Vice President Cold As Snow spoke what was on everyone's mind:

"Cut the crap. Just tell us how long it takes for a pair and give us a price. If the output isn't enough, I can make a reservation first and wait patiently."

Fina, with her Rubik's Cube head, pulled the crowd away.

"Chen Miemie, this happened suddenly. Go back and think about it carefully, and set a price.

Anyway, if you do sell them, I hope you prioritize selling them within the society. The value of the wings is obvious, and the society won't take advantage of you. We can offer you more time, or give you priority in choosing materials from future hunts."

Chen Miemie, who had suddenly become a hot commodity, finally managed to get out of the society's doors.

Xi wasn't able to leave.

Using the excuse of "You're not skilled yet, falling is too dangerous, you need people to help protect you," everyone held her back to practice more.

Xi herself also wanted to fly a bit more, and having people watch over her was even better, so she started practicing in the society.

They wouldn't have known without looking, but seeing it shocked them.

The more everyone watched, the more they wanted to buy a pair.

Through Xi's detailed demonstration, it was fully proven that these wings woven from moonlight were absolutely not just for show; they were genuine wings.

"Even Dawn can only turn wind from intangible to tangible, but she can't make mimicked items possess their actual functions. The potential of Chen Miemie's ability is too terrifying."

"Yeah, and this is only when he's at [Mystery] Tier 2. If he reaches [Mystery] Tier 4 or 5, wouldn't he be able to create things out of thin air?"

Cold As Snow coughed lightly: "I recruited Chen Miemie into the society. If we are lining up to buy wings, I should logically be first in line."

"You are wrong about that. Chen Miemie and I are close friends; he even praised my hair for looking good." The [Heartstring Musician] Fei Dongsheng refused to be outdone.

"Bullshit, you want to cut in line? Do you guys want to compete with me and see whose fist is bigger?" The [Architect] Framework had even thought of a move where he would fly up and descend from the sky; how could he be willing to fall behind?

"Since we're all in the same society, let me say something fair. You guys are all very strong, so why not let a support like me have an extra life-saving measure?" The [Future Thief] Tou Yan also joined in the fun.

"Alright, Chen Miemie already said that production is limited in the short term. He is currently focusing on improving his strength. Do you expect him to stay at home weaving wings every day? I'll buy a pair from him on behalf of the society first. When the time comes, whoever needs them can apply to use them." Fina put an end to the farce.

When Chen Miemie returned home, Bobo immediately stuffed his mouth with some roast chicken for a late-night snack. Afterward, he pulled out the small booklet Xi had given him and settled down to study.

The moment he flipped to the first page, he cried out in his heart that the return gift he had given was absolutely worth it.

The knowledge contained in this booklet was exactly what he needed.

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