[This is not a game, mission taker.]

Isn't that obvious?

Archive, what kind of archive?

If you're dead, then you're completely dead, okay?

[Participants are advised not to gamble with their lives.]

Okay, thank you for your concern.

Jia Xitong looked at the other person and said, "Draw your sword!"

[...]

“Fellow Daoist, I had no intention of fighting you. The day I sent Liu Zi down the mountain for training, my original intention was to seek a magical treasure. Since your companion is more destined for this item, there is no reason to forcibly take it.”

This Baiyu Zhenjun, with his gentle and refined demeanor, spoke slowly to her.

These words left Jia Xitong somewhat bewildered.

She was prepared for a fight to the death, but the other party's politeness left her at a loss.

Bai Yu Zhenjun noticed the writing brush in her hand and was somewhat attracted. "I wonder if you use the brush as a magic tool, or if you are skilled in making talismans?"

What are you doing?

Although the other party was very gentle, Jia Xitong did not let her guard down at all.

"I was just curious."

He explained, “The spear is powerful, the dagger is dangerous, and all twenty-eight weapons have their own killing intent. But the pen is useless without a sharp point and not solid without weight, so it is very rare to see a cultivator who uses it as a magic weapon.”

This person talks a lot.

Delaying until the Shang Yanting adventure ends is also a good option.

Jia Xitong glanced at the person behind her, then politely replied, "This is my weapon."

What weapon?

"Master, she's lying." (www.cascoo.net)

Lei Mei exposed Jia Xitong to the old man, "She is clearly a talisman cultivator. She attacked us with talismans just now."

Why do you talk so much?

Upon hearing this, Jia Xitong frowned and secretly kicked her again, which was then seen by Bai Yuzhen.

Master Bai Yu said nothing.

Jia Xitong suddenly found this old man quite interesting.

“Fu Xiu’s weapon is just a pen, I’m not lying.”

Master Baiyu nodded slightly upon hearing this, “Indeed. It is said that when the five methods coexisted, talisman cultivators had the power to summon wind and rain and move mountains and fill seas. Now that you, fellow Daoist, are able to command six disciples, it is enough to show the power of talismanic arts.”

"The senior is a reasonable person, and must be a highly respected figure."

Seeing him speak like that, Jia Xitong quickly replied.

At the same time, she took out two talismans from her sleeve.

"As for talismans, I have only learned a little bit. I barely managed to defeat your six beloved disciples by using some clever tricks. I hope you won't blame me for my recklessness. I apologize on my behalf."

These two Sumeru Talismans are spatial artifacts, capable of holding seventy bushels of items. Please accept them, senior.

She very sensibly presented two talismans as a token of her respect.

"You actually drew this talisman?"

Master Baiyu was somewhat surprised upon hearing this, and took out an identical talisman to compare them one by one.

As a mass-produced and best-selling item from Dingtian Academy, the Mi Su Talisman is perfect for personal use or as a gift. Unbeknownst to Jia Xitong, this item had already left the academy and been distributed to several cultivators of considerable status.

This is why, even after several years, the Sumeru Talisman remains a rare talisman.

Demand is increasing.

Jia Xitong never expected that Bai Yu Zhenren would also exist.

It's so awkward to give the same gift twice, but thankfully she's still alive.

"Yes, the Sumeru talisman was indeed drawn by this junior."

She nodded, took out the two extra Thousand-Mile Transmission Talismans she had given away, and presented them with both hands. "Besides the Sumeru Talisman, I recently crafted this Thousand-Mile Transmission Talisman. As the name suggests, this talisman allows people to hear each other's voices from a thousand miles away."

My abilities are limited, and I have only managed to create a few talismans.

Aside from Aunt Haifeng at Dingtian Academy, she never gave it to anyone else.

The raccoon truly lives up to its reputation as a social butterfly; it's incredibly skilled at speaking.

This statement serves two purposes: first, it highlights the preciousness of the Thousand-Mile Transmission Talisman; second, it invokes Qu Haifeng's name to warn Master Baiyu against any reckless actions.

A wise and insightful monk.

Master Baiyu looked at her and couldn't help but comment.

Originally, he only wanted to bring Liu Zi back because someone else had gotten there first.

However, if Liu Zi were injured by this person, it would be inevitable that he would be taught a lesson. But during his conversation with Jia Xitong, he did develop some goodwill towards her.

Such a bright and insightful child, why not take him and make a good connection?

He reached out and took the two teleportation talismans, and at the same time took out a calligraphy brush that was only the size of an ear pick.

Strangely enough, Bai Yu Zhenjun, despite being an elderly man in his eighties, possessed remarkably youthful hands. They were long, slender, fair, and with distinct knuckles, as if he had undergone a partial facelift.

"This was obtained by chance in a secret realm. Since you are a talisman cultivator, you may take it."

Oh, I can't possibly accept this!

Jia Xitong never expected that there would be such an understanding and generous cultivator on the Aotian Continent.

This is practically the template that all the great cultivators in the world should be!

She accepted the brush with both hands and bowed respectfully to Bai Yu Zhenjun. "Thank you for your generous gift, senior. I will certainly study it more diligently. If I can develop any new talismans, I will definitely send them to you as soon as possible."

That sounds nice, but it might not actually happen.

Master Baiyu didn't expose her, but looked at the six disciples trapped by Jia Xitong and asked, "Young friend, would you be willing to hand over these six unruly disciples to this humble Taoist?"

"certainly."

Jia Xitong waved his hand to untie the ropes binding the six people and personally saw Bai Yu Zhenren off.

Although it was only a few minutes, this person left a deep and good impression on her. To be honest, this martial arts senior was the most reasonable and polite person she had ever met.

They could just pack up and go.

The ritual implements were given away without hesitation.

Although this calligraphy brush is indeed quite small, it doesn't look like an ordinary object.

In exchange for four talismans for peace, I also got a pen; it was a worthwhile deal.

She returned to Shang Yanting's side to protect him, keeping an eye out for any villains who might try to ambush him, while casually twirling a small paintbrush in her hand.

Just then, golden light suddenly flowed from the tip of the small paintbrush. As she spun it, the path of the golden light formed a halo.

What happened?

She stopped, and the golden light on the paintbrush vanished instantly.

Recalling what had just happened, I realized that I had used my spiritual power to enhance the paintbrush, which was about the size of an ear pick, because I was worried that it would fall into the sea.

Thinking of this, she tried again...

As Fu Xiu channeled his spiritual energy into the brush again, a golden pattern lit up on the brush handle! Once it had absorbed enough spiritual energy, the talisman, originally the size of an ear pick, instantly grew to the size of a normal calligraphy brush. However, because of this, it seemed to become incredibly heavy, plummeting downwards, even dragging Jia Xitong directly into the sea.

Even so, Jia Xitong did not let go, because she had a strange feeling that if she let go, the pen she had just acquired would fly away.

Up to the seabed.

However, as time went by, the weight gradually returned to normal.

Just when Jia Xitong thought the pen had simply become heavier and was about to put it back on after the weight returned to normal, the pen barrel suddenly started to get hot...