Niu Chuanchuan and Jia Xitong were completely confused.

Uncle Carl, on the other hand, believed that he had already made his point extremely clear to Niu Chuanchuan.

Actually, all three of them were confused.

The one who truly understood was Shang Yanting, who had been an observer within Jia Xitong's golden talisman.

The middle-aged man noticed the magical power he had leaked when he used puppetry to control the two people during the day.

Clearly, this person does not allow the existence of demonic cultivators within the academy.

Once discovered, kill them immediately.

The talisman drawn by the system earlier turned out to be a smokescreen, conveniently dispelling his doubts about himself. Meanwhile, Niu Chuanchuan, due to his bloodline and the signs of demonic possession during his cultivation, conveniently took the blame.

This seemingly ordinary middle-aged man has a mysterious background, but his strength is considerable. If they were to truly face off, Shang Yanting doesn't know what his chances of winning would be.

He glanced at the colorful raccoon in the distance, its wings constantly buzzing. Thankfully, she was there; this time, he had escaped danger unnoticed. In the future, when using magic, he would certainly be more careful to avoid being exposed.

Jia Xitong felt a strong gaze on her. She looked at him and saw that Shang Yanting was also looking at her.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!"

She suddenly realized she had kept Shang Yanting inside the talisman for too long. "Can you break it out yourself?"

While the two were talking, Uncle Carl had already left, just as quietly as he had arrived.

"I'll give it a try."

Shang Yanting said softly, and then began to gather his spiritual power.

Under the impact of Wu Ling's power, cracks gradually appeared on the talismans on the ground.

Bang--!

The ground suddenly exploded, sending dust flying.

He broke free of the talisman.

From the moment he began to break the talisman, the Golden Entangling Talisman trapped him for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea—that is, two minutes.

On the battlefield, two seconds can turn the tide of battle.

Two minutes is enough time for your opponent to die several times over.

However, the steps for drawing talismans are too complicated.

"If you want to turn it into a useful technique, you need to speed up the drawing of the symbols."

Shang Yanting pointed out the flaw in this talisman incisively: to truly unleash the power of the Golden Entanglement Talisman, the time required to draw the talisman must be shortened.

Then you'll have to practice more.

Practice until you know it by heart, practice until you can draw it perfectly, until you can draw it at the fastest speed.

"Um!"

Jia Xitong is someone who listens to advice.

Then her own yard became her drawing space.

They're everywhere in the front and back yards; they're buried even more densely than landmines.

Shang Yanting has fallen into traps countless times because of his own advice.

But the most tragic one has to be Niu Chuanchuan.

Jia Xitong was at the Talisman Master level, while Niu Chuanchuan was at the Martial Master level; their skill levels differed only slightly in the minor realm. Niu Chuanchuan almost always spent a significant amount of time recovering from each of his missteps.

Once you step into the courtyard, you're basically doomed to be locked up.

This made him afraid to go out.

At this point, the vacant property that Jia Xitong bought finally came in handy.

She would go to the courtyards of the vacant houses to paint whenever she had free time. All twenty-four properties were her practice grounds.

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Besides practicing, she also needed to prepare her outfit for the Treasure Pavilion auction in a few days.

Three outfits

She ordered a custom-made garment from the best clothing shop in the academy, which cost her ten thousand low-grade spirit stones.

"This is way too expensive."

Niu Chuanchuan felt as if his hands and feet were bound as he put on the expensive clothes. He felt like he didn't know how to move, afraid that even the slightest movement would tear the clothes.

He can't afford to pay it back.

"I'll just wear my own clothes."

He said he was about to take off his clothes, but Jia Xitong immediately stopped him.

"Of course not, we're going to the Treasure Pavilion Auction this time. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and if we're dressed well, others won't look down on us."

After saying that, she looked at herself in the mirror with a rather photogenic air, and then took out two small flower garlands that she had prepared beforehand from the drawer.

The floral design features a pair of adorable little cherries, carved from jade and edged with gold.

It looks beautiful and is expensive.

"Dear host, I want to have two buns braided on my head. A little fluffy, with that casual yet sophisticated look."

Niu Chuanchuan couldn't understand what "casual elegance" meant.

But seeing my most revered idol give Warcraft a little bun made me feel a bit disillusioned with him.

Looking at the little bucket now, it's wearing a red floral jacket with soft, white fur trimmed along the edges. Already carefully dressed, the addition of its two little pigtails definitely enhances its cuteness.

If Jia Xitong heard him say that, she would proudly say that everyone looks good.

When choosing clothes, she used red as the main color.

Niu Chuanchuan's clothes were crimson, a rather dark color. The tailoring of the clothes was quite refined, highlighting his strong and reassuring qualities.

Shang Yanting's clothes were burgundy, the color of wine. It's somewhere between scarlet and deep red, a little deeper than wine red.

She certainly puts more effort into designing Shang Yanting's clothes.

With a curved collar and wide sleeves, a white jade belt around the waist, and hidden gold thread stitching inside, the garment appears simple but is actually quite intricate.

But the clothes are also very flowing, giving people a sense of gentleness with a touch of mystery.

In contrast to Shang Yanting's erratic aesthetic choices, Jia Xitong's aesthetic sense has always been on point.

##

Those who can participate in Wanbaoge are either rich or powerful.

There are many wealthy people inside, and the clothes that Jia Xitong carefully prepared are only considered mid-to-high-end in terms of price.

However, the appearance of clothes in the same color scheme instantly caught the attention of many people.

Especially Shang Yanting. His elegant and noble temperament, cultivated since childhood, along with his excellent appearance, made many people present unable to help but look at him.

The Treasure Pavilion staff rushed over and asked with great enthusiasm, "Greetings, gentlemen. May I ask which private room you have booked?"

Niu Chuanchuan took out two tickets and gave them to him.

They were just two regular hall tickets.

He took the ticket and looked at it twice, then carefully examined the distinguished-looking person in front of him.

They were politely invited to a private room on the second floor.

The shop assistant's actions were tacitly approved by Treasure Pavilion.

The academy recruits new disciples every year, and the auction house of the Treasure Pavilion is a business for the most talented and wealthiest disciples in the entire Dingtian Academy. Every potential star must be taken seriously.

The top seats are occupied by the top ten experts on the combat power ranking.

The fourth floor houses the top ten richest people on the wealth list.

The third floor houses experts ranked 11-20 on the combat power list.

The second floor houses the wealthy individuals ranked 11th to 20th on the wealth list, as well as their disciples who are considered to have distinguished status among the crowd.

These people have a certain aura about them, making them easy to identify.

The shop assistants at Treasure Pavilion rarely make mistakes, but Shang Yanting's demeanor and the outfit prepared by Jia Xitong were so convincing that they fooled the waiters.

Then, they managed to snag a small private room for free.

Niu Chuanchuan suddenly realized that what Xi Tong had said on the way here was not a lie.