Eternal Life: My Talents Can Refresh-Chapter 87 - 85: Talisman Making in Public, The Mysterious Symbol Appears Again
Lin Changqing’s brow furrowed slightly, while Luo Yiping continued:
"Initially, Senior Brother Du mentioned that the number of talismans Chu Ning could produce would ultimately be used to offset the monthly supply.
His response was no, yet just now, we saw him take out various talismans for sale."
Upon hearing Luo Yiping’s words, Lin Changqing’s gaze pierced directly into Chu Ning like two sharp swords.
Instantly, Chu Ning felt the uncomfortable pressure he experienced when facing Steward Zhang from the Law Enforcement Hall return.
However, to Chu Ning’s slight surprise, that pressure wasn’t as strong as before.
Uncertain whether it was because Lin Changqing’s cultivation wasn’t as high as Steward Zhang’s, or due to Chu Ning’s improved divine sense.
"Du Han, is this true?"
Lin Changqing looked at Chu Ning but addressed his question to Du Han.
At this moment, Du Han looked at Chu Ning with tightly furrowed brows.
"Junior Martial Uncle Lin, it’s true that I promised Chu Ning that he need not go to the demon beast disaster site. At that time, I did indeed ask him about talismans.
Chu Ning’s response was that he had no talismans in hand."
"But we just heard he’s been selling talismans every day, a considerable quantity should have been sold," Shen Zhengquan interjected unintentionally.
Lin Changqing continued to fix his gaze on Chu Ning.
Although he said nothing, Chu Ning understood his intention – he wanted an explanation.
Chu Ning immediately responded in a deep voice:
"Reporting to the steward, these talismans were drawn by me."
Lin Changqing’s gaze swept over the hand Chu Ning held the talisman brush with, then his aura receded, speaking lightly:
"You can create Basic Middle Grade Talismans?"
Chu Ning nodded, "There’s a forty to fifty percent success rate."
"Draw one for a look."
Upon hearing Lin Changqing’s words, Chu Ning nodded slightly, then closed his eyes slightly.
Luo Yiping wanted to speak but just as he opened his mouth, Lin Changqing’s sharp gaze suddenly swept over.
Feeling Lin Changqing’s gaze, Luo Yiping immediately shut his mouth.
After adjusting his state slightly, Chu Ning slowly opened his eyes, dipped his talisman brush in ink again, and began drawing talismans.
Being provoked by Luo Yiping repeatedly, Chu Ning felt a bit annoyed in his heart.
However, when his spiritual power truly infused into the talisman brush, his heart became incredibly calm.
Reluctant to be involved in this matter further, at this moment, Chu Ning was instead more focused.
Under the blessing of the Talismanic Spirit Body, Chu Ning’s success rate in creating the Vajra Talisman had actually reached sixty percent.
After failing once earlier, this time Chu Ning did not fail again.
The Dao Rune appeared naturally and smoothly between Chu Ning’s talisman brush.
After a moment, a flash of golden light appeared on the talisman paper, presenting a Basic Middle Grade Talisman on the table.
It turned out to be a Vajra Talisman.
Seeing this scene, before the others could speak, Luo Yiping’s mouth opened wide immediately.
"Impossible, you...
You can create a Basic Middle Grade Talisman? That’s supposed to be something only a Tier Two Rune Master can do."
The robust disciple Ding Bo also spoke out in surprise at this moment:
"Huh, this talisman was indeed drawn by this Junior Brother Chu."
Not only Luo Yiping, but everyone present looked at Chu Ning in utter surprise.
After all, in everyone’s view, Chu Ning was only at Qi Refining Fourth Layer.
Such a realm, yet the talisman-making skill had reached the level of a Tier Two Rune Master, which indeed felt somewhat unreal to them.
Even Lin Changqing’s gaze at Chu Ning contained a few more elements of surprise at this moment.
Chu Ning said nothing, merely handing over the talisman he just drew along with another he took from his storage bag to Lin Changqing.
The latter accepted them, felt them slightly, and then handed the two talismans back to Chu Ning.
He then slowly spoke:
"The quality is the same. It seems your talisman-making technique is quite good."
"How is this possible? He..."
This result undoubtedly exceeded Luo Yiping’s expectations by a great deal, causing him to cry out again uncontrollably.
Hearing these words, Lin Changqing’s brow furrowed, casting a gaze at both Luo Yiping and Shen Zhengquan.
And coldly asked: "Are you questioning my judgment? Want to see the talisman again?"
"I..." Luo Yiping’s face immediately turned red, unable to respond.
Shen Zhengquan’s expression of embarrassment flashed by quickly, but he immediately bowed:
"Since the steward has identified it, naturally it’s true. Previously, we misunderstood Junior Brother Chu.
I hope Junior Brother Chu can forgive us."
Hearing this, Chu Ning’s heart was slightly startled.
"This person’s scheming is indeed deep, naturally making it harder for everyone to blame him, unlike Luo Yiping who wears everything on his face."
Before Chu Ning could speak.
Lin Changqing had already waved his hand with considerable displeasure.
"Enough, this matter ends here. Over such trivial matters, you caused a scene, showing a lack of basic trust among sect members."
Lin Changqing’s words immediately caused quite a few people’s faces to turn slightly guilty.
Gu Xiaoqing and Xie Bo, among others, all showed a hint of apology towards Chu Ning.
Indeed, it was Luo Yiping who was most vocal, but weren’t they all also slightly doubtful of Chu Ning? 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
Lin Changqing’s gaze shifted, viewing Luo Yiping with considerable dissatisfaction.
"Aren’t you also from the Hundred Arts Hall? To blame your fellow sect member indiscriminately, hmph..."
Luo Yiping was reprimanded by Lin Changqing, and his face turned blue and then white.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something more.
But Lin Changqing didn’t give him the chance, and with a wave of his hand, he walked straight into Chu Ning’s shop.
"Let’s talk about the beast disaster here, no need to go anywhere else."
With Lin Changqing saying so, the others naturally followed him in.
Gu Xiaoqing took the initiative to speak to Chu Ning:
"Junior Brother Chu, I apologize. I truly didn’t expect your Talisman Making Technique to have reached this level earlier..."
"Senior Sister, please, no need to say that." Chu Ning immediately interrupted her.
"You’ve already shown me much consideration earlier, Senior Sister."
Gu Xiaoqing nodded, about to say something more, when the tall and sturdy Ding Bo walked up, putting an arm around Chu Ning’s shoulder.
"Junior Brother Chu, you’re impressive, being able to make such high-quality Basic Middle Grade Talismans."
"Earlier, I too thought you were intentionally withholding talismans from everyone."
As he spoke, Ding Bo glanced at Luo Yiping who was standing nearby.
"Junior Brother Luo, what you did wasn’t right; you almost caused us to wrong Junior Brother Chu."
Luo Yiping, who usually talked quite a bit, now flushed with embarrassment, didn’t utter a word to Ding Bo.
Just as Chu Ning was wondering who this Ding Bo was, Gu Xiaoqing went ahead and introduced him:
"Junior Brother Chu, this is Senior Brother Ding from the Inner Sect."
So, he was an Inner Sect True Disciple, Chu Ning realized, no wonder Luo Yiping didn’t dare to speak more.
Inner Sect True Disciple, possessing an Earth Spirit Root or some other talent.
As he thought about this, Ding Bo candidly declared,
"Don’t call me Senior Brother; I’m just at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, just happened to have a Thunder Spirit Root to enter the Inner Sect."
Thunder Spirit Root!
Upon hearing that Ding Bo had an Anomalous Spirit Root, the Thunder Spirit Root, Chu Ning couldn’t help but take another look at him.
The Thunder Spirit Root was even more rare than the Earth Spirit Root, akin to the Celestial Spirit Root.
Ding Bo, however, remained nonchalant, still speaking in a carefree manner:
"Ha, we should just hurry and go inside."
With conversation ongoing, everyone crowded in.
Luo Yiping and Shen Zhengquan lagged behind, and once everyone was inside, they followed, both with unpleasant expressions.
Lin Changqing saw everyone enter and directly spoke:
"The beast disaster this time was primarily caused by a Tier Three Demon Beast equivalent to the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment from the Cyan Gorge Mountain Range that came to a branch range, disturbing the Low Tier Demon Beasts, creating chaos."
"This beast has been slain; the beast disaster should be over, but some Tier One Advanced Demon Beasts have remained in this mountain range, so be extra cautious when going out."
After saying this, Lin Changqing turned to look at Du Han.
"What happened? Although the beast numbers were large with some Tier One Advanced Demon Beasts, their overall level wasn’t high. The sect sent reinforcements; how did you end up in such a mess?"
Lin Han appeared a bit angry, "Junior Martial Uncle Lin, it’s mostly due to a group of Loose Cultivators.
The second day we went, some Loose Cultivators appeared. After I left to go elsewhere,
these Loose Cultivators fought over a Tier One Advanced Demon Beast with some Junior Brothers and Sisters.
If I hadn’t returned for something, a few might have been at a disadvantage."
Lin Changqing’s brow slightly lifted, then he asked, "And what happened afterward?"
"The next two days were normal; we organized each Cultivation Clan to resist, along with reinforcement from the sect," Lin Han replied, though the anger on his face didn’t fade.
"But today, there were Loose Cultivators again, looting amid chaos.
And this time, a Loose Cultivator at the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation restrained me.
The Junior Brothers and Sisters, having consumed nearly all of their resources over the days, finally took some hits.
Luckily, you and Junior Brother Ding arrived in time..."
Chu Ning from Du Han’s words understood the situation, feeling a connection in his mind.
These so-called Loose Cultivators might have been those people who came to the market that night.
But he had only seen four people then; could they have had more companions?
As he pondered this, Lin Changqing coldly chuckled.
"Loose Cultivators? I don’t think so."
As he said this, Lin Changqing casually swung his hand, taking out a storage bag, and poured out several items.
Then, Lin Changqing grabbed one iron token-like item with his hand.
Everyone looked on, somewhat bewildered, at Lin Changqing.
Chu Ning, however, upon seeing this iron token, his eye suddenly twitched.
This iron token wasn’t large, engraved with a pattern formed by some seemingly haphazard lines.
Despite the crudeness of the pattern, Chu Ning recognized it immediately.
This pattern was exactly like the bamboo-patterned token from Qi Chongmao’s storage bag, whom he had killed before.
"What’s going on? Why does Qi Chongmao’s bamboo token have the exact same pattern as this iron token?"
At this moment, Chu Ning was utterly shocked in his heart.
He wouldn’t believe this was a mere coincidence.
He shifted his gaze back to Lin Changqing, waiting for the steward’s next words.
"Steward, this looks like an identity token?"
At this moment, Du Han on the side proactively asked.
