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"How can I do that?" Sun Fubai declined in a hurry.
"Just take a look!" Li Qingshan shoved the jade slip into his hand without giving him any chance to explain.
Sun Fubai thought, This boldness is rather similar to that person from the past. Regular people would treat a special cultivation method like a treasure when they obtained it. Why would they show it to others so easily?
Sun Fubai roughly skimmed through the jade slip and then handed it over. "This cultivation method is indeed shockingly powerful. What's even rarer is that it suits your temperament very well. It will definitely be able to bring glory to you."
"I believe that the school of Novels will flourish in your hands too, uncle Fu." Li Qingshan placed a True Spirit pill in Sun Fubai's hand.
"T- this is far too valuable. I really can't accept it!"
"It's all thanks to uncle Fu's efforts in the past few years that I've been able to obtain so much power of belief. If the school of Novels can gain another Foundation Establishment cultivator, what's there to worry about when the three of us work together?"
After chatting a little more, Li Qingshan left Clear River city and arrived at the shore of the Lake of Dragons and Snakes. Gazing at the rolling reeds, he thought about the time he spent here with Han Qiongzhi in the past. He thought, I wonder how Qiongzhi is doing. Has she reached Foundation Establishment yet?
He sat down in the mist that was as thin as silk and took out the Illusory Water Sword of Invisibility. He stroked the sword gently, and ripples of light rippled out. Both he and the sword vanished without a trace.
He withdrew his thoughts and sank them into his sea of qi. The water spiritual energy surged like the sea. In the sea, a Divine Talisman of Great Creation shone slightly dimly. Ever since he reached Foundation Establishment, he had been tied up with various matters. He mainly practised the Nine Transformations of the Demonic and Divine. Now, he could finally settle down and reach the realm of the Divine Talisman of Great Creation. He also took a step forward.
Waves surged in his sea of qi. Waves flew out of the surface of the sea, spiralling towards the Divine Talisman of Great Creation. They formed a ball of water, like a huge cocoon, gradually burrowing into the Divine Talisman of Great Creation.
The sun was high in the sky. The mist gradually dispersed.
The ball of water that had condensed in Li Qingshan's body shattered. The Divine Talisman of Great Creation shone brightly. The mural twisted and turned, becoming even more mysterious and complex. Amidst the surging brilliance, one could vaguely see the birth of all living things, flowers, and trees. Birds and beasts were everywhere, and nothing was tolerated.
Li Qingshan's figure appeared out of thin air. He twisted and turned for a moment before turning invisible again. A jackdaw appeared out of thin air, hovering in midair.
Li Qingshan stared at the Jackdaw on his wrist. This was what he had created with the help of the Divine Talisman of Great Creation. Sure enough, it was vivid and lifelike.
Zhang Xuan infused a sliver of his Spiritual Perception into it before raising his hand. The jackdaws spread their wings and soared high into the sky. With the sound of flapping wings, countless jackdaws scattered into the sky, turning into black dots.
Li Qingshan seemed to have the compound eyes of an insect. Countless scenes appeared in his mind. It was as if countless cameras had been set up around the entire Lake of Dragons and Snakes, giving it an astonishing view.
The amount of Power of Faith required to conjure these crows was not large. The Divine Talisman of Great Creation only consumed a little bit of its light before it was quickly replenished by the newly obtained Power of Faith. However, it greatly increased the range of his Divine Telekinesis. Although he could not examine it closely, he could see and hear it.
In the Hundred Schools of Thought, a group of young disciples made their way through the Formation of Dragons and Snakes bit by bit, crossing the Lake of Dragons and Snakes and arriving on the shore. A jackdaw descended from the sky, landing on a withered branch. Its pitch-black eyes reflected their figures.
Li Qingshan saw Hua Chenglu with a single glance through the eyes. She had become even more beautiful. In her scarlet clothes, she was like a fully bloomed rose, giving off an alluring fragrance that attracted butterflies, bees, and bees. The gazes of the male disciples in the surroundings were basically unable to shift away for even a moment. They fawned over her.
She smiled at them in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing. She vaguely possessed the bearing of an elder brother. She no longer possessed any childishness. Time slipped away unknowingly. The young girl who pretended to be mature in the past had become the person she wanted to be.
"Zijian, let's go!" Hua Chenglu said gently. Only then did some true gentleness appear in her eyes.
"Yeah," Yu Zijian said gently.
"How did she become like this?" Li Qingshan frowned slightly. Yu Zijian wore daoist robes with her hair in a bun. She carried a sword on her back, which made her seem tall and slender, like a willow branch in the wind.
However, she did not seem like her at all. She had lost her sunny appearance in his memories, becoming silent and quiet. There seemed to be an undispersable melancholy between her brows. She lowered her head like she was standing in the shadows.
She was also a woman in her prime, but due to the lack of sunlight, she was like a wilting orchid nourished by rain and dew.
"Junior sister Yu, this must be your first time out on a mission, right? It's unavoidable for you to be a little nervous. Don't worry, it's just a few daemonic beasts. There won't be any danger, "Sun Yi patted his chest. He was also a disciple of the school of Daoism. His cultivation was at the eighth layer, which was the highest among the group. Although he did not show it, he did look down on Yu Zijian slightly inside.
All this time, even a genius like Chu Tian had to take risks and carry out missions like the other disciples. Who knew how many dangers he had taken on and how many of his seniors and juniors had died.
However, Yu Zijian was completely protected. All she had to do was cultivate on Wuwei island, but in the end, she failed to achieve anything after three years, only reaching the seventh layer. She had failed to live up to her title as a genius.
"The second time." Yu Zijian's voice was very soft, such that Sun Yi did not hear it clearly. "What?"
"The second mission." Yu Zijian raised her voice slightly.
"You're talking about that time?" Sun Yi and the other cultivators could not help but mock her. Sun Yi even felt rather disgusted and resentful. He never thought she would actually be shameless enough to mention the mission that had humiliated the entire school of Daoism.
On Wuwei island, the slovenly daoist priest gazed into the distance and frowned. His daoist robes were just like before, but his cultivation had become more and more profound. He had already been recognised as the person most likely to undergo the second heavenly tribulation in his mother's prefecture.
He gazed in the direction that Yu Zijian had left in and patted the stone railing gently. "Zijian, oh Zijian!"
Three years ago, he had personally arranged for the experiential mission. Hwa Seung-zan had objected, but he had scolded him back. The edge of a treasured sword was forged through sharpening. Experiential training like this was very important to cultivators. It could motivate them to work hard on cultivation. And, it was only a simple investigation mission.
However, the outcome was not what he had expected. Ever since she returned from the mission, she had become completely dejected. There were rumors in the Hundred Schools of Thought that the genius of the school of Daoism had been frightened out of her wits, making a huge fool of herself. It was as if it had proven once again that no matter how great her talent was, it was pointless if she lacked a strong mind.
As a result, he no longer forced her to carry out any more missions. She remained on Wuwei island the entire time to cultivate, but her cultivation had stagnated until now.
Hua Chenglu held Yu Zijian's hand. It was cold to the touch.
"I'm the leader of the mission this time, so you have to listen to my orders. The outside world isn't as safe as the Hundred Schools of Thought. If you're afraid, it's best if you leave right now." Sun Yi studied Yu Zijian again inadvertently.
The group flew off on their own artifacts. Soon after they had left, a jackdaw cried out and took off into the air. Li Qingshan leapt up and chased after it. The mist around her became even thicker. Just what had she gone through?
This doubt even turned into anger. He had extremely special feelings for her.
Hua Chenglu glanced back at Yu Zijian and felt even more guilty. She thought back to three years ago. A great plague had erupted in a small city four hundred kilometers to the west of the Clear River prefecture. Because there were traces of daemon qi, they were suspected to be daemonic beasts, which was why they had been sent to investigate.
This was not a dangerous mission. Powerful daemons would not act so sneakily, and Hua Chenglu had plenty of life-saving pills and talismans. As long as they did not run into Daemon Generals at crucial moments, there would not be too many problems.
"Sirs, the patients are all here." Under the lead of a grey-robed old man, Yu Zijian stepped into the gloomy clinic with the afternoon sun on her back. With her sword on her back, she seemed valiant and invulnerable to evil.
The clinic was deathly silent. There were no moans at all. Countless men and women lay on the ground haphazardly. Even when Yu Zijian walked past them, they did not react at all. It was as if they had already accepted their fates and were waiting for death, giving off an aura beforehand.
Hua Chenglu hated this smell. She stood in the sunlight in the courtyard.
The old man offered up some tea. "Please have some tea, ma 'am."
Hua Chenglu accepted the tea. Just when she was about to drink it, she glanced at the old man. He was currently staring at the teacup in her hand. When he saw Hua Chenglu look over, he forced out a smile, wanting to express his kindness, but it only made him seem even more sinister.
Hua Chenglu recalled Hwa Seung-zan's instructions. She took out a jade needle and placed it in the tea, but the needle did not react at all. She found her own carefulness to be rather funny. With so many sick people, it would be strange if she had a pleasant expression on her face. She then felt slightly proud of her own carefulness. She said to the old man, "Don't worry. We'll find the source of the plague."
She drank the tea in a single gulp before glancing at the clinic again. All she saw was Yu Zijian frowning as she carefully examined every single patient. She admired her seriousness slightly.
Yu Zijian then examined a sick man. She raised her head and said with certainty, "They give off a very faint daemon qi." The moment she raised her head, a black speck swam past the whites of the eyes of the man on the ground.
"Then there's no need to examine them so closely. I have a Daemon Searching compass, so all I need to do is find the daemon and kill him." Hua Chenglu took out a spiritual artifact that resembled a compass from her hundred treasures pouch.
Daemons could hide their daemon qi, but they would always leave behind faint traces. However, the Daemon Searching compass could sniff out these traces. Like a hunting dog, it could find where the daemon was. It was extremely agile.
The needle on the compass spun rapidly, which made Hua Chenglu frown. The surroundings were filled with daemon qi, which interfered with the operation of the compass slightly. However, as the needle began to move, it finally stabilised and pointed towards the entrance of the clinic.
Hua Chenglu turned around and said to the old man, "Move aside."
The old man retreated to one side with his head lowered. Hua Chenglu said, "Thank you. Zijian, let's go!" She carried the teacup and made her way out of the courtyard, but the moment she brushed past the old man, the needle spun with her, pointing towards the old man firmly.
Hua Chenglu's expression changed. She tossed aside the teacup and reached towards the blade on her waist. She called out, "Zijian, be careful! The daemon is right here!"
The teacup shattered on the ground, and the tea spilled all over the ground. There were black specks even smaller than the tip of a needle on the tea leaves.
In the clinic, the old man's face gradually twisted, turning into a vicious smile that did not belong to humans. His teeth protruded from his lips, giving off a daemon qi.
All the patients in the clinic crawled to their feet like zombies.
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