Chapter 188 Participating in the Assessment
"My name is Fatty. Have you thought it through? Do you want to participate in the Talisman Master assessment?"
He wasn't worried that Jiang Xianwan wouldn't pass the exam.
The talisman masters of the Demon Capital are not limited to the Demon Tower. They also have a black market in their Demon Realm, where they privately trade talismans, magical treasures, and elixirs. Human items are also readily available in the Demon Realm.
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According to the rules from three hundred years ago, disciples from other realms who come here either accept missions to hunt monsters at various designated locations, or they come to the Demon Tower for assessment.
The task of slaying monsters is simple and straightforward; you just need to follow the scroll.
Disciples who come to the Demon Tower to participate in the assessment, if they pass, can temporarily register their names in the Demon Tower and sell them for a reward.
The main point is that these students, who are exchange students, will be able to establish their own schools once they are granted the right to do so.
The seniors of the Demon Realm, no matter where they are, will tacitly agree to rush to the Demon Tower immediately to thoroughly hone... oh no!
Show these younger generations some care and attention.
Today, while the two personal disciples of the Phoenix Sword Master were handling business at the lobby window, all the seniors who were registered here, whether they were alchemists, blacksmiths, or talisman drawers, had all arrived at the Demon Tower ahead of time.
They are currently gathered in their respective conference rooms on the seventh, eighth, and ninth floors. Except when the Demon Emperor came to inspect, they are all present and orderly, with not a single one missing.
They are just waiting for Jiang Xianwan and Lin Yujin to choose which qualification certificate to take the exam for.
When Jiang Xianwan turned from the alchemy room to the talisman room, the talisman masters on the fourth and eighth floors instantly erupted in excitement.
These talisman masters were divided into two factions: one loyal to the Demon Emperor's lineage, and the other being the confidants of the Heavenly Wolf King.
Although Jiang Xianwan and Lang Taihui were on good terms, the Wolf King's confidants would not show too much mercy, as it concerned the reputation of the Demon Realm.
Moreover, it is a tacit and collective honor for their demon realm to train each exchange disciple.
Not to mention the demons who are loyal to the Demon Emperor. Out of respect for Wolf Gray, they will not only not let Jiang Xianwan off easily, but will also treat her well.
It's easy to imagine that Jiang Xianwan will have a tough time facing so many top-tier talisman masters.
Jiang Xianwan was naturally very knowledgeable.
Humans and demons have never been on good terms. If she gets her pass certificate today, all the seniors will probably be ready to give her a thorough welcome... no, to torment her.
Jiang Xianwan didn't take it to heart and laughed fearlessly, "Of course."
Fatty was clearly satisfied with her answer and, filled with the excitement of watching a show, eagerly gestured for her to sit down.
"I must say, your decision was really wise."
"So, young human friend, would you like to take the exam for a level four or level eight talisman master qualification certificate?"
"The fourth floor is for low-level talisman masters, while the eighth floor is naturally for high-level talisman masters. Of course, the eighth floor is quite difficult."
"If you are afraid, you only need to draw ten different intermediate talismans in one go to obtain the green chalcedony of a fourth-level talisman master."
Jiang Xianwan tapped the table lightly with his fingertip, "How many days' room rate can an eighth-level talisman master's jade marrow be exchanged for?"
The catfish stroked a whisker and chuckled, "It's also a day, but if you can pass the test, the talismans you sell will naturally be much more expensive than those of a low-level talisman master, which can be exchanged for more room fees. What, you don't actually want to go to the eighth floor, do you?"
Jiang Xianwan was speechless at his deliberately drawn-out voice, his two mustaches twitching happily as he said lightly, "I'm going to the eighth floor."
Who are you trying to provoke by doing this?
Is she easily provoked?
But then again, is she some kind of low-class person?
If the beautiful Hua Meiren personally trains him and he can't even reach the eighth level, wouldn't that be a slap in the face to the Phoenix Sword Master?
Although she didn't care whether the beautiful woman's face hurt or not, she did care whether her own face hurt or not.
Fatty's eyes lit up instantly, sparkling like two light bulbs, clearly waiting for her to say that.
"Come on! Ten high-level talismans in one go!"
The catfish demon felt no shame whatsoever for deliberately increasing the difficulty level for Jiang Xianwan by half.
In reality, to obtain the qualification certificate of an eighth-level talisman master, you only need to draw five talismans.
But he came here today specifically to target Jiang Xianwan; otherwise, why would he have waited so long?
When Jiang Xianwan was in the Void Ancient Realm, the most she could draw was only intermediate-level talismans. While drawing, she would occasionally take pills to replenish her spiritual power, and the talismans she drew all seemed to have bizarre effects.
He really couldn't gauge Jiang Xianwan's true abilities.
So, that's it, it's a trap.
The difficulty in drawing ten high-level talismans in one go was not the supply of one's own spiritual power, but the fact that each of these ten talismans had to be drawn successfully in one stroke, without allowing any mistakes.
Advanced talismans require far more spiritual power than intermediate talismans, the runes are drawn with greater precision, and one's mental strength must be exceptionally strong and concentrated.
The difficulty of drawing ten pictures in one go is unimaginable.
Therefore, he also specially prepared low-grade talisman paper and ink, which would greatly increase the failure rate.
Jiang Xianwan's lips twitched when she saw him shoving ten crumpled, tattered talismans into her hand.
Isn't the expression on that big catfish's face a bit too obvious, like it's watching a show?
At least cover it up.
To be honest, he's quite clever; he knows how to work on the talisman paper and ink.
Jiang Xianwan didn't expose his little scheme. She pressed down the talisman paper with one hand and dipped her brush in the talisman ink.
With a slight flick of the wrist, the movement flows smoothly, completed in a single stroke, so fast that it's almost invisible.
She and her second senior brother could draw for half a day at a time, producing ten high-level talismans in a row, just like printing them. It was no difficult task for them.
If one is powerful enough, even low-level talisman paper and ink are no problem.
Jiang Xianwan moved very fast, so fast that the smile on Fatty's face gradually became stiff and strange.
He rested his hands on the table, his beard trembling up and down.
After a long pause, he took a deep breath and couldn't laugh anymore. "Is this all you mean by 'a little bit'?"
"It's just a little bit." Jiang Xianwan glanced at him. "Is ten high-level talismans such a difficult thing?"
I still need to put on a show.
She hadn't forgotten that on this trip to the Demon Realm, these disciples represented the face of the Southern Territory.
Before leaving, Xu Yanzhou kept talking to her and Lin Yujin, giving them countless instructions and reminders for half a day.
Seeing how pitiful the sect leader was, yet still sending them telepathic messages to keep track of their situation, Jiang Xianwan still had some conscience.
Besides, the fox wouldn't care about any of that; she'd love for her to give these demons a good beating.
Feng Huixue's thoughts were probably... to let them witness the power of the future female ruler of the demon realm, thereby satisfying her proud vanity.
The catfish stared at the ten extremely mysterious talismans, awkwardly stroking its whiskers. "W-what's so difficult about it? Ten high-level talismans, it's really just a little bit."
Can he say that sometimes when drawing ten high-level talismans, he would waste dozens, or even hundreds, of talisman papers?
Of course, he couldn't say!
He has a sense of shame!
Even the Demon Realm has its shame!
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