Cultivating With Mutated Heavenly Spirit Roots-Chapter 51: Advanced Talisman

Xiao Xue’s lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something, but she was momentarily speechless.

At this moment, with her mother gravely ill, she couldn’t afford to hesitate and immediately agreed.

"Alright, as long as Senior can save my mother, I will teach you the method for setting up the Four Symbols Formation."

Fang Hong nodded with satisfaction, a faint smile appearing on his face, and said, "Then you wait for me at home, I will go and pick the Clear spirit grass now."

"The place where the Clear spirit grass grows is a bit remote, so it will likely take two to three months. During this time, you should first try to stabilize your mother’s condition."

"Yes! Senior, you must be careful!" Xiao Xue’s face lit up with joy, and hope rekindled in her previously dim eyes.

Fang Hong turned and left the house, his steps steady and firm.

Xiao Xue watched Fang Hong’s departing back, a hint of expectation in her eyes, and murmured to herself, "I hope he can return safely..."

She stood quietly at the doorway until Fang Hong’s figure disappeared at the end of the street, then slowly turned back into the house, walked to her mother’s bedside, and began speaking...

Clear spirit grass is not too rare of a spirit medicine; it can usually be found on cold, high mountain cliffs.

Fang Hong was already planning to head to the nearby White Desert Mountain to hunt Demonic Beasts, so it was conveniently on his way.

If he could retrieve the Clear spirit grass and also obtain the method for setting up the Four Symbols Formation, it would be a win-win situation for him.

However, Fang Hong did not go directly to White Desert Mountain; instead, he first rented a stone house in the city.

This stone house was not large, and the space was a bit cramped, but it was arranged quite neatly.

Inside the house, there was a simple stone bed, a stone table beside the bed, and several stone chairs arranged around it.

Fang Hong entered the stone house and immediately, without delay, took out the advanced Talisman he had obtained at the trade fair and began to study it carefully, then started attempting to draw advanced talismans...

However, the difficulty of drawing advanced talismans far exceeded Fang Hong’s expectations; the success rate of drawing talismans was pitifully low, and one blank talisman paper after another turned into waste under his brush.

Fortunately, his talent was exceptional. After numerous attempts and failures, and after drawing five hundred blank talismans, he finally managed to draw one advanced talisman.

Inside the stone house, Fang Hong lay on the bed, panting heavily, still holding a talisman that glowed with purple electric arcs.

The purple electric arcs on the talisman continuously flickered, emitting an astonishing spiritual power Aura.

This was the advanced "Thunder Thorn Talisman" that had taken him a great deal of magical power to draw. With this talisman, even an ordinary Core Formation Early Stage Cultivator would have to retreat!

Fang Hong looked at the talisman in his hand, a relieved smile on his face.

Afterward, Fang Hong put away the talisman, sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a spirit stone in his hand, and began to restore his magical power.

...

Five days later, Fang Hong finally set off from Black Sand City.

During these five days, he had dedicated all his energy to drawing talismans, drawing a total of five Thunder Thorn Talismans, which would become his important trump cards.

To avoid attracting attention, Fang Hong first flew several miles on a leaf-shaped Spiritual Artifact, then he took out the "Fire Dragon Gourd" he had refined a few days prior.

After injecting magical power, the Fire Dragon Gourd instantly enlarged by a circle, and the Dragon patterns on its surface became more agile.

Fang Hong stepped onto it, and magical power slowly flowed into the Gourd along his feet, causing the Gourd to glow with red spiritual light.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, with a loud bang, a burst of flames shot out from the tail of the Gourd, propelling Fang Hong rapidly into the distance.

The speed was so fast that Fang Hong clicked his tongue repeatedly in amazement.

"It truly lives up to its name as a top-tier flying Spiritual Artifact; its speed is incredible!" Fang Hong praised inwardly. The flying speed of this Fire Dragon Gourd was more than ten times faster than the leaf-shaped Spiritual Artifact.

He enjoyed the exhilaration of high-speed flight in the sky, his heart filled with joy.

But as he flew, Fang Hong noticed that his magical power was being consumed a bit quickly. He frowned slightly, and after weighing his options, he had no choice but to slow down a bit, maintaining a normal pace...

Fang Hong flew for about half an hour when he suddenly stopped in a desolate area of the desert.

This area was barren, filled with yellow sand and strange rocks, devoid of any life.

Fang Hong looked back up at the high sky, his eyes revealing vigilance.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Two scorching fireballs were seen descending from the sky not far away, fiercely attacking him.

A cold sneer appeared on Fang Hong’s lips. Faced with such a low-level ambush, he flashed to the side, his movements agile and swift, easily dodging them.

"Bang bang!" The two fireball attacks missed, directly smashing into the sand, blasting out two large craters several zhang wide.

Sand and rocks splattered, and dust flew everywhere.

Fang Hong looked up and saw a Black-clothed person standing on a white longsword appear in the air.

The Black-Clothed Man was tall, completely enveloped in a black robe, with only a pair of cold eyes visible, staring at him coldly.

"So it’s you!" Fang Hong’s expression turned cold. This Black-Clothed Man was the one who had competed with him for the advanced Talisman at the trade fair.

He hadn’t expected this guy to actually have the guts to come looking for trouble. Fang Hong’s gaze instantly turned icy cold, and killing intent surged in his heart!

"Kid, we meet again." The Black-Clothed Man landed opposite Fang Hong and said with a cold laugh.

"Are you here to die?" Fang Hong responded coldly.

"Die? You damned brat, I’ll let you know the consequences of snatching my Talisman!" The Black-Clothed Man roared, then immediately slapped his Storage Pouch, and a hundred yellow talismans appeared beside him, flashing with fire!

"A hundred Fireball Talismans?" Fang Hong’s expression froze, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

It seemed his guess was correct; this Black-Clothed Man was indeed a talisman Master.

"Hehehe... Scared, are you? Let me show you the power of a talisman Master!" The Black-Clothed Man laughed proudly, and then immediately threw the talismans at Fang Hong.

A hundred Fireball Talismans, like a flock of burning birds, swiftly attacked Fang Hong, appearing menacing.

But Fang Hong’s expression remained unruffled. He unhurriedly took out ten Diamond Talismans from his Storage Pouch to protect himself.

Ten layers of golden light shields instantly appeared, firmly protecting him.

"Bang bang bang..."

A hundred fireballs fiercely struck Fang Hong’s light shields, emitting booming vibrations.

After a moment of bombardment, when the smoke and dust dispersed, only five of Fang Hong’s ten light shields had been broken, the remaining five were completely intact.

Fang Hong stood unharmed, his demeanor composed.

"Ten Diamond Talismans! So you are also a talisman Master, no wonder you competed with me for the Talisman."

The Black-Clothed Man was somewhat surprised, his previously smug eyes instantly becoming a little flustered. He no longer dared to underestimate the person before him.

"What? Is that all the talismans you, a talisman Master, have?" Fang Hong smiled slightly, his tone relaxed.

"Kid, don’t be too arrogant!" The Black-Clothed Man was annoyed. He again threw out fifty Wind Blade Talismans, which transformed into sharp wind blades, whistling as they scraped towards Fang Hong.

Fang Hong remained unhurried, taking out two Diamond Talismans and slapping them onto his body.

A layer of golden light appeared on his body, completely enveloping him.

Fang Hong extended a finger and lightly flicked it. The incoming wind blades were easily deflected, turning into a gentle breeze and dissipating into the air...