What's so special about this wood carving?

No.

What attracted Jia Xitong was the right hand of the human-shaped wooden sculpture. Although the rest of the sculpture was blurry and indistinct, the right hand was exceptionally clear. It was very easy to see that three fingers were loosely clenched, with a talisman held between the index finger and thumb.

It actually looks rather dignified.

Shang Yanting was staring at the wood carving, which was just an ordinary sculpture. "What do you need it for?"

What do you need it for?

That's a long story.

In her past world, a long history and culture allowed most people to maintain their beautiful aspirations and simple customs.

As the saying goes, the kneeling dragon king lives by the sea;

Those who live in the mountains worship the mountain god;

Business people pray to the God of Wealth;

Those who wish to have a child should pray to Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy, who grants children.

Now that she's in another world... she hopes to carry on this long-standing tradition.

"Perhaps, seeing my sincerity, the talisman god can bless me to succeed with a few more."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yanting's expression became slightly strange.

The system's attitude is similar to that of martial arts practitioners who fanatically worship the god of martial arts, but its purpose is more obvious than that of the martial arts practitioners.

"Is it a talisman god?"

"I'm not sure, but it looks pretty similar."

Who has ever seen a real god? In their hometown, they just draw a random image of him. "The most important thing is sincerity."

What kind of twisted logic is this?

A black line appeared on Shang Yanting's forehead.

However, Jia Xitong ultimately obtained the wood carving. Combined with numerous jars of ink made from flaming wolf blood and exploding tortoise shell powder, she exclaimed how generous her host was!

She was so generous that she felt embarrassed and decided to give him a few more talismans next time.

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late at night

Outside, an unknown bird was crying mournfully from a large tree.

In a dimly lit room in the Shangmou City Lord's mansion, a servant hurriedly left the room, while many others whispered amongst themselves, plotting some shady schemes...

At this moment, Jia Xitong was sitting in Shang Yanting's sea of ​​consciousness, with the newly acquired wooden carving in front of her.

She carefully cleaned the dirt from every corner of the wooden carving, then respectfully bowed to it, muttering, "Please, great god, bless me to unlock more talismans and increase my success rate in drawing them."

After the worship, she placed the wooden carving on top of the talisman as a paperweight—using the deity for two purposes.

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Jia Xitong has an immature conjecture about unlocking the "Book of Records".

She drew 100 solidification talismans and unlocked the Zhuyou Talisman.

I successfully used 100 Zhuyou Talismans and unlocked the Explosive Talisman.

Now that she's focusing on explosive talismans, she wants to see if successfully drawing 100 of each new type of talisman will unlock the next page.

As a hardcore liver user, drawing a thousand talismans every day is just basic practice.

From initially stumbling and fumbling, she now masters it with ease. Her complete focus on crafting talismans allows her to ignore the passage of time and everything happening outside, entering a state of utter absorption.

The only regret is that the success rate of one percent has not improved.

Another thousand paintings are finished.

When Jia Xitong arrived, the winter sun had just risen outside, but lanterns were already hanging high in the sky.

She glanced around outside and, seeing the male protagonist meditating, decided not to disturb him. Just as she was about to draw a few more, her gaze fell upon the statue of the deity used to weigh down the talismans.

Huh?

She remembered that there was a large stain on the left leg of the wood carving, but when she looked at it today, the stain seemed to have shrunk a bit.

Was it her hallucination?

Jia Xitong examined the wood carving closely. It seemed to look better than when she first brought it back, but the changes weren't significant. It's possible this was due to aesthetic fatigue or the male protagonist's consciousness possessing a self-cleaning function.

With so much stuff placed in the male lead's mind, won't it cause him some kind of mental problem?

But if we don't put it here, where else can we put it?

With an apologetic expression, Jia Xitong held the wooden carving in her palm and said sincerely, "If there really is a talisman master, please bless the male lead so that his brain doesn't go astray because of having too many things."

That's how you put it; the fake system seems to have acted like a human, yet it also seems like it didn't.

Even the true system couldn't stand it and jumped out to explain: "The Soul Mode is where the mission take place within a space created by the system; only the mission taker resides in the male protagonist's sea of ​​consciousness."

"Oh, you should have said so earlier."

Upon hearing this, Jia Xitong put the wooden carving back and picked up the pen to continue drawing talismans.

As long as my liver doesn't die, I'll work myself to death.

The life of a liver expert is just this simple and unpretentious.

Completely absorbed in her talisman-making endeavors, Jia Xitong didn't notice that every time she successfully drew a talisman, a tiny ray of light would fly towards the wooden carving beside her, making the carving's color a little brighter...

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The assessment period for Holy Capital Academy is also drawing to a close.

A total of 100 students were admitted this time, including Song Yu'er and Shang Moyun, who were eliminated in the arena competition.

Shangmou City is several hundred miles away from Shengdu Academy. The young disciples recruited now do not have the ability to shrink the distance between people or fly on magical artifacts. The vice dean and most of the teachers have left, leaving a few teachers to lead the new disciples on their journey.

outside the city

All 100 students were present.

The black-maned beasts prepared by the academy lined up in a row on the road.

These black-maned beasts are comparable in size to elephants, but resemble hippos in appearance. Their head joints are covered with black iron, and each one pulls a wooden cart behind it, making them look particularly magnificent.

Ordinary students entered the wooden carts one by one, while scions of noble families had their own special mounts.

Leading the way were the academy's teachers, followed by the guards sent by Shang Moucheng; the procession set off in a grand and imposing manner.

On the day of departure, the sky was dim and yellow, and the leaves of the trees on both sides of the road were hanging on the bare branches. Occasionally, the cawing of two crows could be heard, but it was drowned out by the passers-by who came to see them off and watch.

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