Chapter 31
"If possible, Aunt Yue hopes you won't accept this empty title."
Mo Xuanyue couldn't bear to speak up.
Geniuses are favored by powerful figures in the industry, and all kinds of good resources are constantly offered to them. But now, she wants to gently give up these readily available resources.
"Human hearts are treacherous. Chu Yun is my nephew. He had no choice back then. After his breakthrough, the whole world knew about him and he was put on the altar of genius. The reason he fell into demonic ways is still unknown. I don't want you to become the second him."
Wenwan naturally understood these principles and also appreciated Aunt Yue's good intentions: "Aunt Yue, you don't need to feel embarrassed saying these things to me. What's more important than life than resources?"
“Before I am able to fully protect myself, you and the Huashan Sect, I also think I should hide my strength. You have considered things very carefully.”
Upon hearing this, Mo Xuanyue felt a surge of relief.
"Aunt Yue, why was Brother Chu's breakthrough so widely publicized? Was it someone who deliberately leaked the news?"
Wen Wan pretended to be curious, but in her heart she was thinking: If I find out who deliberately leaked the information, I'll put a sack over their head and beat them up.
Perhaps the reason Brother Chu didn't come to see me off when I first entered the cultivation world was because I was disturbed by demonic energy.
"Back then, Chu Yun, who was still in the Golden Core stage, went to carry out an ordinary mission. Unexpectedly, he encountered a low-level Netherworld Beast that had mistakenly entered the cultivation world. Its species was unknown. After a near-death experience, he broke through his level and successfully escaped to rescue everyone."
"The gratitude of the crowd was unintentional, and by the time they came to their senses, the news had already spread throughout the cultivation world."
Netherworld beasts come from the Netherworld and rarely appear in the cultivation world. The Netherworld is the ruler of the underworld, and to the ghost messengers of the underworld, even the most powerful cultivators are nothing more than ants.
As for cultivators, once they break through the Tribulation Transcending stage, they can ascend to the Upper Immortal Realm. What the Upper Immortal Realm is like is unknown, but it is said that the spiritual energy there is tens of millions of times more abundant than that of the cultivation world.
Unfortunately, very few cultivators ascend to immortality, and even fewer are willing to descend to the mortal realm. Therefore, cultivators yearn for the Upper Immortal Realm yet remain unaware of its future.
Hearing this, Wen Wan could only feel regret; it seemed she couldn't use a sack to beat people up anymore.
Fortunately, he was lucky. Only Lin Zhu and Fang Ruo knew his level of cultivation and had told him not to talk about it carelessly. The two of them were quite reliable.
As for Chu Yun falling into demonic possession, she will keep an eye on his whereabouts and try to purify him. It just so happens that Lin Zhu is also a demonic cultivator, so it wouldn't hurt for her to practice purification techniques.
As Wen Wan pondered, she suddenly realized that it was quite a coincidence. Both of them were demonic cultivators. Chu Yun had helped her before, and Lin Zhu seemed to have been kind to her from the beginning. Even when the top-grade immortal artifact he needed ended up in her hands, he never argued with her.
An idea arose.
Could Lin Zhu be Chu Yun's alternate account? Just like when I was Song Wenuan?
Chu Yun, Lin Zhu.
The top structure of the two characters "楚筠" is "林竹" (Lin Zhu)!
Thinking of this, Wenwan suddenly felt enlightened.
Aunt Yue probably knew, but as for why the two of them kept it from her, she didn't know. Perhaps it was because Lin Zhu, no, Chu Yun was too concerned about saving face.
Wen Wan was lost in her own world, and Mo Xuan Yue had to call her several times before she came back to her senses.
"Wan'er, I have a pill here that can suppress your cultivation level. After you take it, your cultivation level will be suppressed to the Nascent Soul stage. Unless you deliberately try to break through, even a Mahayana cultivator would need to examine it carefully to find the flaw."
Wen Wan accepted the pill without hesitation: "Okay, Aunt Yue, I will be careful."
"The internal competition is coming up soon. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the chance of drawing good pill talismans. While there is still time, I will practice for a few days before suppressing my cultivation level."
"Just make the arrangements." Mo Xuanyue nodded, still somewhat worried, "As for the Glazed Vase, just make sure your friend can keep it a secret."
"Furthermore, the limits of your spiritual power are far greater than this. In the future, I will pay more attention to artifacts similar to the Crystal Bottle, as they may be the key to enabling you to circulate your spiritual power."
Mo Xuan Yue spoke earnestly, her gaze filled with sincerity and hope: "Wan'er, perhaps you are the only hope for female cultivators in the cultivation world to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. No matter what happens, you must prioritize protecting yourself."
Wen Wan could sense that Aunt Yue seemed to have placed all her hopes for the female cultivators to break through to the Nascent Soul stage on her, and she didn't want that to be the case.
She will definitely break through, but before that, someone else can break through before her, no matter who that person is, whether it's Aunt Yue or anyone else.
Hope can be everyone; it shouldn't belong to any one person alone.
"Aunt Yue, I will break through! You will too!"
Wen Wan looked at her intently, her gaze exceptionally earnest: "Failure is the accumulation of experience for success, so you have a better chance than I do."
"Besides, the second 'glass bottle' is an unknown quantity, so none of us can afford to be complacent."
Unexpectedly, she was comforted and encouraged by a child. Mo Xuanyue looked somewhat helpless, but she took it to heart. Her fighting spirit was rekindled, and her thoughts of giving up were rekindled.
So what if she failed? It wasn't the first time anyway. Her natal spirit beast, Taotie, was so powerful; she absolutely couldn't become a burden to it.
The raw materials for alchemy and talisman drawing were not yet ready. She took the pill and simply disguised herself as having no cultivation before. Any elder with a slightly higher cultivation level would be able to tell, so she just avoided it.
First, I went to the Mission Hall to retrieve the recording stone containing crucial evidence from the mission. The other party verified that everything was correct and confirmed that the succubus had been eliminated. I happily obtained 1200 high-level spirit stones and headed straight for Wanbaozhai.
As soon as Boss Xu saw her, he greeted her with a big smile. Those ten talismans from last time were rare and precious items, so he had to take good care of this lady.
Wenwan asked directly about the items needed for drawing talismans. First, she selected two pens that were easy to hold, then ink, a little cinnabar, and a bunch of empty talismans to pay for.
"Young friend Wen, these cost a total of 200 mid-grade spirit stones." After quoting the price, Boss Xu waited happily for Wen Wan to exchange them with high-grade talismans, but the other party directly gave him two high-grade spirit stones based on the spirit stone conversion.
Boss Xu didn't take it immediately, but asked, "Young friend Wen, are these talisman-drawing materials for your own use? May I ask, were the talismans you exchanged last time drawn by your master? Are you a talisman cultivator?"
You should know that blank talisman paper is very cheap, but the finished talisman drawn on it costs hundreds of times more. High-level talismans are even rarer. For ordinary people like them, what they need most are talismans and pills to protect themselves.
If Wenwan can draw talismans and can get me to buy a few, then it would be worth giving these items away for free.
"I am not a talisman cultivator, I should be a sword cultivator." Wen Wan answered truthfully, "I have not yet taken a master, and I am currently a disciple of Silver Moon Peak."
"However, I do intend to use these to draw my own talismans. I've never drawn talismans before, so I'll give it a try first."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Xu knew that it was probably hopeless.
A talisman cultivator would need to practice hundreds of times to successfully draw a talisman, let alone a sword cultivator who was just practicing.
"I see." Boss Xu laughed heartily. "Then I wish young friend Wen success in drawing talismans soon. Consider these gifts from this old man."
"For ordinary people like us, what we need most are talismans and pills. If young friend Wen doesn't mind, you can sell me a copy of the talismans you draw in the future."
Despite the regret, Mr. Xu still generously gave her the items. After all, it wouldn't cost him much to buy them, but if Wen Wan could actually paint them, it would be worth it if he bought a few.
Wen Pixiu suddenly realized that Boss Xu was a decent person, and unceremoniously took back the spirit stones she had handed over: "Then thank you, Boss Xu."
As for the spiritual herbs used in alchemy, Wanbaozhai doesn't have any. After all, spiritual herbs are all freshly picked and are difficult to store outside, unless you set up a herb garden.
A thought flashed through her mind, and she silently kept it in her heart.
Before leaving, he generously told Mr. Xu, "Don't worry, I'll send you two drawings when I'm done."
Seeing her confident demeanor, Boss Xu didn't undermine her, and watched her leave with a relaxed smile: "Then I'll be waiting for your good news, young friend Wen."
Back at her lodgings, Wenwan prepared her brush and ink, and used her spiritual power to hold the talisman paper in mid-air. She was about to execute a smooth and elegant technique to create a "good start" when, unexpectedly, she used too much force with one stroke, causing the ink to smudge and tear the talisman paper.
Reduce the pressure and try again; the result is the same.
Wen Wan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. She thought drawing the talisman was a sure thing, but it turned out to be quite difficult.
She carefully controlled her spiritual energy, channeling it to her right hand and then into the ink, concentrating intently as she wrote each stroke meticulously.
This time the talisman paper didn't tear, and it was successfully drawn—a low-level fire talisman. Let's use it directly to see the effect; a tiny spark appeared and then went out.
Although the talisman was successfully drawn in three attempts, the effect was less than satisfactory.
Wen Wan decided to go out for a walk and observe how other talisman cultivators draw talismans.
With this in mind, Wen Wan had a candidate in mind. She summoned Mo Ying and flew to the Hidden Gold Pavilion on her sword.
Fortunately, flying on a sword was relatively simple for her, and with Mo Ying's spirit willing to cooperate, she managed to regain her footing and successfully fly away after a couple of wobbles.
"Hi, Senior Brother Luo, it's been a long time."
Wen Wan went directly to the sixth floor of the Sutra Repository, and sure enough, Luo Zifan was diligently guarding it.
The other person was also surprised to see her, and quickly put on a smiling face to greet her: "Junior Sister Wen, it's been a long time. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"No one visits a temple without a reason," Wen Wan readily agreed, nodding and admitting, "Senior Brother Luo, if I remember correctly, you specialize in the Dao of Talismans, right?"
"Junior Sister Wen wants to practice drawing talismans?"
"Yes, I always felt like something was missing when I taught myself. The talismans I drew didn't have any power." Wen Wan briefly recounted her experience in drawing talismans.
"Self-taught? He successfully drew a usable talisman after only three drawings on his first attempt??"
It's no wonder Luo Zifan was incredulous. He majored in talismanic arts and practiced the strokes for a month, controlling the strength and the flow of spiritual energy. He had wasted countless talisman papers in the process. When he finally got the hang of it, he could write it dozens of times with a success rate of less than one percent.
And so, even his master praised him for his high talent.
If it's true, then Junior Sister Wen is a natural-born talisman cultivator! It's such a waste that she chose to be a sword cultivator!
Luo Zifan's eyes lit up as he looked at her: "Junior Sister Wen is currently an outer disciple. Would you like to come to our Lanxue Peak as an inner disciple? I will recommend you to Elder Luo!"
Elder Luo is the person in charge of Lan Xuefeng.
"Our Lanxue Peak mainly cultivates the Dao of Talismans, which is much better than those sword cultivators who only know how to shout and kill all day long. Junior Sister Wen is at least a graceful lady. What if she gets bumped or hurt by those burly sword cultivators?"
"How about you abandon swordsmanship and pursue talismans? Come to our Lanxue Peak and major in talisman cultivation. With your talent, you're sure to achieve great things!"
Wen Wan: ……
Things took an unexpected turn.
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