Chapter 003

However, as he touched his ribs that ached faintly upon seeing Wei Wushang, he once again wilted, suppressing his heartache as he threw out a storage ring from his embrace, and then weakly said, "This is your half." Reflecting on a month ago, he was still a carefree, vibrant, and promising young cultivator, an outstanding representative of the young generation in the small Void Realm. Yet, on a certain day in that damned mountain, he inadvertently provoked a humanoid monster named Wei Wushang, and since then, freedom and happiness had become mere illusions, leaving the youth wanting to shed a tear of sympathy for himself. "This is your half." Reflecting on a month ago, he was still a carefree, vibrant, and promising young cultivator, an outstanding representative of the young generation in the small Void Realm. Yet, on a certain day in that damned mountain, he inadvertently provoked a humanoid monster named Wei Wushang, and since then, freedom and happiness had become mere illusions, leaving the youth wanting to shed a tear of sympathy for himself.

Feng An could only feel the sweat on his forehead suddenly pouring down

Although one's own master is also a formidable Foundation Establishment cultivator, what does it mean to always rely on the master's prestige

"What did you say he used for the exchange?" Suddenly, Wei Wushang interrupted him, speaking solemnly, "Rehmannia root? Floating Spirit Pill?" One hand was already trembling slightly.

With business coming to his door, Wei Wushang became a bit more patient and asked, "What kind of talisman?"

While speaking, he unexpectedly took out a stack of talismans, each possessing a different aura, from his bosom

Feng An was overjoyed and hurriedly nodded, saying, "This is indeed a tradition of talisman masters, and that senior must be well aware of it." Thinking about the considerable benefits he would gain from this, he squinted his eyes and smiled like a weasel that had stolen a chicken. He then curiously followed behind Wei Wushang, who continued along the mountain path without speaking, and asked, "However, what use does the Shuwang Spirit Flower have for you?"

You are simply unreasonable! Feng An stamped her foot and said with some anger, "In the past, it was one thing for you to bully your junior sister who looked better than you in the sect, but today, I..."

It was a surge of spiritual energy radiating with a golden glow, rushing forward with a violent force. In an instant, a cold snort was heard from behind, followed by a thunderous crash. Feng An turned around to see a massive fist shadow that shattered a water-blue sword aura behind him into countless fragments. Then, with a hint of dominance, it struck heavily against a woman, whose spiritual light flickered for a moment before her spiritual armor suddenly exploded. Following that, a scream echoed as the woman was sent flying.

Upon seeing the woman, Feng An immediately displayed a look of disgust. Noticing that the young man dared to make a move, he swiftly drew his sword, intending to thwart his attack. However, he suddenly heard a cold snort from behind him, and saw another fist shadow striking out. This time, it emitted a terrifying howl, shattering the sword light. Then, it twisted and mixed the fragments of the sword energy together, all of which surged into the young man's body.

"Feng An, you did well this time." Looking at the spirit stones, Wei Wushang decided to give this fellow a favorable expression. He nodded and waved his hand, sending a stack of talismans flying in front of Feng An, raising an eyebrow and asking, "Is this enough to sell?" Although the method of drawing talismans he was accustomed to was different from the current one, Wei Wushang had only studied the current talisman-making techniques for a few days and had already learned them quite well. Therefore, he teamed up with Feng An, making talismans himself while Feng An sold them and provided talisman paper and demon blood, splitting the spirit stones equally between them. "Is this enough to sell?" Although the method of drawing talismans he was accustomed to was different from the current one, Wei Wushang had only studied the current talisman-making techniques for a few days and had already learned them quite well. Therefore, he teamed up with Feng An, making talismans himself while Feng An sold them and provided talisman paper and demon blood, splitting the spirit stones equally between them.

Wei Wushang suddenly stopped in his tracks, casting a meaningful glance at the curious young man, and revealed a peculiar smile as he said, "Do you know who dies the fastest in this world?" Seeing the young man shudder violently, then cover his mouth with his hand and nod repeatedly, he finally felt satisfied, tiptoed to pat the dog's head, and said kindly, "Make sure to earn your spirit stones well."

As Wei Wushang reached the halfway point of the mountain, he suddenly saw a beam of sword light rushing towards him from the horizon, landing right in front of him. It revealed a handsome young man with a cheerful smile, dressed in a rather magnificent and flowing robe. He held a spirit sword radiating powerful energy in his hand, and atop his head was a jade hairpin exuding an imposing fiery aura. Around his waist was a belt that frequently shimmered with spiritual light, and on his hand was a dazzling storage ring. Wei Wushang observed him for a long time and ultimately reached a conclusion.

"What a junior sister!" Zhu Bi shouted sharply, "A little girl, why are you all surrounding her?! I want her dead! What can you do to me?!" She was renowned for her beauty on Xin Zhi Mountain, always basking in glory, surrounded by admirers. Suddenly, this girl named Wei Wushang appeared, and even Feng An, an elite disciple who never spoke much to female cultivators, valued her. This had long made Zhu Bi feel indignant, only regretting that she had not succeeded in harming this wretched girl today, which instead led to her own injury.

The young man shivered slightly under Wei Wushang's strange gaze, feeling a sense of life-threatening danger, and hurriedly called out, "Wushang, please don't be impulsive!" Noticing the girl not far away looking at him with a disdainful expression, as if observing a paramecium, he gritted his teeth and mentally noted this fellow down for a small debt, before finally managing to squeeze out a smile and said, "I am here to deliver spirit stones to you."

"You are bold!" Next to that woman, two young men who were laughing and enjoying the show were originally there to watch the joke of the two in front. In a flash, the situation in the arena reversed, and their own companion suffered a great loss. Seeing the woman's abdomen, a huge wound was gushing out blood. One of the young men let out a wail and lunged towards the woman, while the other young man shouted and raised his hand, sending a beam of spiritual light towards Wei Wushang. Seeing the woman's abdomen, a huge wound was gushing out blood. One of the young men let out a wail and lunged towards the woman, while the other young man shouted and raised his hand, sending a beam of spiritual light towards Wei Wushang.

The young man nodded obediently once again

With some spirit stones in hand, Wei Wushang felt that he should return immediately to prevent the storeroom from becoming too "vast and boundless." However, at that moment, he was suddenly called by the young man, who said, "Wushang, there is one more thing."

"Then why aren't you taking it?" Wei Wushang rolled his eyes and, looking at the young man's pale and flushed face, said slowly, "Hesitating like this, are you a female cultivator?"

The past is too painful to recall, and dwelling on it is of no use. The strong young man sighed as he emotionlessly flipped through the storage ring in his hand, saying, "Rest assured, I have no desire for your spirit stones; I still want to keep my life." Back in the mountains, he had nearly been sent underground by Wei Wushang to drink tea with the ancestors over a dispute for a second-tier spirit herb. Now, how could he possibly have the audacity to covet her spirit stones?

Shouldn't female cultivators be delicate and beautiful, hiding behind these male cultivators, and when they see blood, let out fearful cries to elicit their pity

"Fiery Thunder Talisman." Feng An had never heard of such a talisman before, but recalling the items that person mentioned for exchange, he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope and asked, "Do you know how to use it?"

"Yes, what is it?" Feng An felt that this did not need to be repeated

It is a pity that it is someone I know; otherwise, this time I should have been able to contribute to the sect's storeroom. Wei Wushang, who never takes advantage of those close to him, cast another glance at the young man with a look of regret, and then remained silent, simply standing there quietly.

The youth aspire to unleash their potential

Wei Wushang turned his head and made a gesture indicating to speak

The young man pointed at Wei Wushang, his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, unexpectedly collapsing backward into the sky

Following closely behind Wei Wushang, Feng An increasingly felt a sense of gender reversal, as if she were the woman. Having just wiped away her tears, she wanted to hold onto the girl and say something comforting. Suddenly, a sharp whistle pierced the air from behind, and in an instant, spiritual energy surged forth, accompanied by a chilling aura that rushed towards her. Just as Feng An turned in shock, she saw a figure with its back to her suddenly spin around and launch a punch towards the source of the spiritual energy.

I knew it. Feng An said with a forced smile of disappointment, "That person actually used a sixth-tier Dihuang grass and a sixth-tier Floating Spirit Pill for the exchange, which just goes to show..." This thing is probably not easy to make

Wei Wushang is not one of those female cultivators who only talk big. A few days ago, when he entered the mountains with this person, he witnessed her shatter the head of a rogue cultivator who attempted to kill for treasure with a single punch. Watching this girl stand coldly beside the corpse, she calmly bent down to search through the rogue's belongings for valuables. Feng An, who grew up in the relatively peaceful environment of the Bianyang Sect, felt a chill run deep into his lungs, and he was very curious about the kind of environment this girl had grown up in.

Although Feng An felt it was deserved, he also knew that if this fellow were to die today, it would not be a good thing. While secretly cursing his bad luck, he quickly rushed to the young man's side and stuffed a spiritual pill into his mouth. He then pointed at the woman not far away who was slowly getting up and scolded, "Zhu Bi! In the Xin Zhi Mountain, my Yangzong and the Wanguzong have always been closely connected. You actually dared to harm the junior sister of the Wanguzong! You will have to wait for the consequences of today! We must go and face the sect master and elder!"

However, a slender hand blocked his way. Turning his head, he saw the girl behind him gazing at the two beams of sword light rushing from afar, revealing a strange smile. She slowly said, "Could it be that the Bianyang Sect has sent one out only to have another follow? It seems that today, if I, Wei Wushang, do not resolve this matter once and for all, it will indeed be quite troublesome."

Feng An hesitated for a moment, then candidly said, "Your talismans are quite effective, selling very well, and you have many repeat customers." Seeing Wei Wushang gradually becoming impatient, he scratched his head and continued, "A few days ago, there was a senior who wanted you to help him draw a talisman, and he is willing to exchange it for something else."

Which female cultivator would carelessly wipe the blood she got on the clothes of the dead

This person is a fat sheep

Wei Wushang's gaze was somewhat indifferent under Feng An's expectant eyes. After a long silence, she finally said lightly, "To draw two violently different spiritual powers on a single talisman has already reached the level of a high-ranking talisman master." Her eyes fell on the disappointed Feng An, and she shook her head, saying, "Refuse him." Although she had a unique method to draw the Fire Thunder Talisman, it carried immense danger. In talisman crafting, a single misstep could lead to her, with her current cultivation level only at the Qi Refining stage, being blown to smithereens.

"Agree to him." After a moment of contemplation, Wei Wushang slowly said, "But you tell him that I also need a fifth-tier Shuwang Spirit Flower, and in addition, the talisman paper for drawing talismans and spiritual blood must be prepared by that person."