Cultivation: From Servant to Revered Immortal-Chapter 333 - 81: Waves Rising

This woman is the female cultivator Wenn Siyue, whom Zhou Xun once guided in Fengyuan City.

Seeing her, Zhou Xun couldn’t help but recall the first scene of meeting her (Volume 2, Chapter 101).

She was also working hard to find tasks from passersby.

Back then, the eleven or twelve-year-old hyacinth had already grown into an adult.

Zhou Xun slowly walked over.

"This fellow cultivator, come and have a look!"

Upon seeing Zhou Xun’s figure, Wenn Siyue enthusiastically beckoned.

Because Zhou Xun was using his own face at that time, whereas before he was in disguise, Wenn Siyue didn’t recognize him.

When Zhou Xun squatted down, Wenn Siyue was taken aback at first and then overjoyed, quickly greeting him.

"Fellow cultivator, you have a keen eye. The talismans here are of excellent quality, with fair prices, no deception!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xun smiled slightly and picked up a Tier One Middle-Grade Firebird Talisman.

"Firebird Talisman, two spirit stones!"

Wenn Siyue quickly introduced, while looking at Zhou Xun with anticipation.

From her delicate face, one could vaguely see the shadow of the little girl from back then.

"Did you refine all of these?"

The moment his fingers touched the talisman, Zhou Xun sensed the quality of the talisman.

The lines were neat and beautiful, the spiritual power full; indeed, it was an exceptionally fine talisman. The person who refined this was only one step away from a Tier One High-Grade.

"Yes!"

"Absolutely a legitimate Talisman Dao legacy!" Wenn Siyue said with a hint of pride.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xun smiled slightly.

In just over twenty years, relying on self-study, to cultivate her talisman skills to this level was proof of her hard work.

Of course, her talent was also outstanding.

"Do you have any Tier One High-Grade Talismans?"

Zhou Xun continued to ask.

"Tier One High-Grade... not yet!" Wenn Siyue shook her head with a somewhat low tone.

She scolded herself in her heart:

"Wenn Siyue, oh Wenn Siyue, you’re too dull as usual, failing to break through to Tier One High-Grade after several attempts, and now you’ll lose another customer!"

"The gentleman in front of me, with such extraordinary bearing, must be a significant patron; your loss is huge!"

Thinking of this, Wenn Siyue couldn’t help but show a trace of annoyance.

"Tell me the problems you encountered while refining!" Zhou Xun said calmly.

"Ah..." Wenn Siyue was dumbfounded at first, but then reacted with a look of delight.

"You’re also a talisman master... Great, that’s great... I mean, it’s great to have someone to share experiences with!" Wenn Siyue said with excitement.

Because she was a loose cultivator without the care of elders, Wenn Siyue never integrated into the Fengyuan City’s talisman master circle and was exploring on her own. Meeting someone who wanted to discuss the Path of Talisman naturally made her excited.

"You don’t know, I’ve tried to break through several times to Tier One High-Grade... " Wenn Siyue talked endlessly, suddenly noticing Zhou Xun’s terribly calm eyes, she seemed to realize her babbling.

Quickly stopped, immediately talked about the problems she encountered.

"I’ve tried several times, each time drawing the lines perfectly, but after the spiritual energy circuit was connected, there was always instability, and then it self-ignited!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xun felt very familiar. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Let me see your talisman pen!"

Upon hearing this, Wenn Siyue tapped her storage bag, a spirit light split and fell into her hand; it was the one he had gifted her back then.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun instantly understood.

"This talisman pen’s grade is too low, it cannot be used to draw Tier One High-Grade Talismans!"

"Ah, so that’s the reason!" Wenn Siyue slapped her forehead, showing a look of regret.

"Doesn’t that mean, I wasted several sets of talisman materials for nothing!"

"Any other problems?" Zhou Xun smiled slightly, continued to ask.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Immediately, Wenn Siyue continued talking about her problems during the creation of talismans.

Zhou Xun patiently answered her, all the way until evening, when the sun was setting.

"Alright, most of your questions are explained, I should be leaving now!" Suddenly Zhou Xun stood up, straightened his robe, and turned to leave.

"Ah... leaving so soon!" Wenn Siyue was a bit reluctant, he was the second person she met willing to explain things to her with a kind heart.

The first time, naturally, was that senior who taught her the Path of Talisman; not knowing if she could meet him again.

"I don’t know your name yet; how should I find you next time!" Wenn Siyue shouted to Zhou Xun’s quickly disappearing back.

"We’ll meet again if fate allows, keep cultivating well!"

A message was transmitted into her mind.

But this voice made her suddenly have a very familiar feeling.

Shaking her head, Wenn Siyue sat back down with a sense of forlorn, suddenly noticing a certain item catching her eyes.

She saw on her stall, a booklet quietly lying there.

"This is..."

Wenn Siyue picked it up and was stunned.

It was the continuation of the Path of Talisman she learned, reaching up to Quasi-Third Tier Inequality.

At that moment, Wenn Siyue finally realized something, hurriedly chased in the direction Zhou Xun left, and only came back in a daze after a long time, murmuring:

"Senior, it really is you!"

Soon after, she became full of fighting spirit.

"As long as I keep improving my skills and reach a high enough level, I’ll figure out who the senior is, and by then, I really want to call him ’Master’ face to face!"

...

Meanwhile, in the Land of Fengyuan, a thousand miles away from Fengyuan City, a white flying ship was speeding.

At the bow stood an old man with disheveled hair and a somewhat tattered Feather Crane Daoist Robe. Mana was surging under his feet, indicating he was steering the flying ship, with a slightly panicked expression.

Behind him, two figures sat cross-legged, clearly meditating to regulate their breath.

"Brother Hu, I can’t hold it any longer!" At this moment, the Feather Robed Elder spoke.

The red-robed cultivator, called Brother Hu, immediately stood up, took the place of the gray-robed elder, and began steering the flying ship.

At this moment, a gray shadow abruptly attacked from the sky.

"Watch out!"

The Feather Robed Elder immediately shouted, with little mana left, could only barely raise a mana shield.

The red-robed cultivator’s face tightened upon seeing this, raising his sleeve, a red light flew out.

Transforming into a Fire Sparrow Puppet Beast about ten feet in size, it blocked the gray shadow.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the gray shadow flew back heavily, but quickly soared again, battling with the Fire Sparrow.

Then, everyone saw the true nature of the gray shadow.

It was a strange humanoid object, with an extremely ugly face, an eye on the top of its head, another on its chin, extremely strange in shape.

Shrouded in black mist, exuding a chilling feeling!

"Ghost Spirits, they’ve chased us so fast!" Everyone was shocked.

"Forget it, run as fast as you can!"

The red-robed cultivator didn’t care about the Fire Sparrow Puppet, urged the flying ship, and fled towards Fengyuan City.

Meanwhile, hundreds of miles behind them, countless such "Ghost Spirits" were chasing after them.