Chapter 312: Chapter 217: Miasma Demon Poison Crystal
Bai Zhi made her appearance at this time as well.
"Thousand-Faced Cliff is even livelier than usual today."
A seductive fragrance tickled their noses as Bai Zhi giggled.
"Greetings, Senior Sister Bai." Shi Jian, clad in black and holding his sword, bowed again.
Ma Xiaoru said with a smile, "Three Junior Martial Uncles, why don’t you each give a demonstration?"
"Alright!"
Shi Jian spoke first. He nodded to Fan Qingwei and the other two, then, holding his fingers together like a sword, he drew in the empty air.
"SCREEE!"
A clear cry rang out.
A crimson rune, like molten lava, condensed at his fingertips. frёewebηovel.cѳm
"The [Brahma Heaven] Sword Talisman. It takes the essence of the Heaven-Burning Sword Manual and fuses ’Red Flowing Fire’ into the Talisman Dao."
Shi Jian’s voice was gentle, a stark contrast to the violent flames he controlled. "These Red Fire Flames rank 179th on the True Flame Fierce Sun List. They can burn gold and melt iron; there is nothing they cannot incinerate."
Before his voice had faded, the crimson Sword Talisman shot out. It expanded in the wind, transforming into a Fiery Flame Sword Gang several dozen feet long.
The air distorted and the ground was scorched black wherever it passed.
The searing heatwave forced Gao Hai and the others to retreat repeatedly, their faces filled with horror.
Zhao Kang’s eyes lit up as he watched, and he couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice, "What domineering Heaven-Burning Sword Intent! If used against an enemy, who could possibly withstand it?"
"Junior Martial Uncle Shi, this disciple wishes to learn this Talisman!"
Qin Xuan’s eyes flickered. He had been considering whether to fuse a trace of Earth Lung Spirit Fire into his [Breaking Gold] Talisman to raise its grade. He hadn’t expected Shi Jian to directly use the ranked Red Fire Flames.
’My True Sun Fire is even more domineering. Using it on them would be overkill.’
His thoughts raced, and Qin Xuan then considered that perhaps he could add the Five Poisonous Creatures.
Just then, Bai Zhi covered her lips with her hand and let out a light laugh, her voice intoxicatingly seductive.
"Senior Brother Shi’s [Brahma Heaven] is incomparably fierce and powerful, but my [Gu Dream] takes a different path. I invite you all to appraise it."
She raised a delicate hand, and a speck of powdery pink spiritual light flowed from her fingertip, outlining a complex and bewitching pink rune.
At the center of the rune, countless tiny passion Gu seemed to squirm, emitting a cloyingly sweet aura that could sway one’s mind.
"[Gu Dream] Sword Talisman. It fuses the Joyful Skill and contains the poison of the seven emotions." Bai Zhi’s gaze swept over the crowd. The eyes of Gao Hai and Zhao Kang, whose Cultivation was slightly weaker, glazed over for an instant. "Those struck by this Talisman will fall into a dream-like state. Lust will fester and Heart Demons will multiply, and before they know it, their souls will have scattered."
The pink Sword Talisman flew out silently, without a trace of flash or fire, yet it left a trail of decadent illusions in the air, striking directly at the weaknesses of the human heart.
Ma Xiaoru clapped her hands and laughed lightly. "A thunderclap from a silent place. It doesn’t just kill the body, it condemns the heart. Wonderful! Junior Martial Uncle Bai, this Talisman of yours has truly grasped the essence of our Miaoyin Lineage."
Zhao Kang looked at Shi Jian, then at Bai Zhi, the fawning expression on his face deepening. He then glanced at Qin Xuan, who had yet to act, the corners of his mouth turning down slightly. The meaning couldn’t have been more obvious.
’These two Junior Martial Uncles’ Talismans are so powerful, what could you, Qin Xuan, possibly bring out?’
Qin Xuan was speechless. ’One uses fire, the other poison. It’s as if they’re deliberately trying to block my path.’
On the surface, however, he remained impassive.
Seeing his silence, Zhao Kang assumed he had run out of tricks and was just about to open his mouth to mock him.
But then he saw Qin Xuan suddenly raise his hand, his fingers held like a brush, and begin to draw in the air.
His movements seemed simple and unadorned, yet a dark golden spiritual light flowed from his fingertips, outlining the basic rune of the [Breaking Gold] Blood Talisman.
However, just as the rune was about to take shape, his fingertip trembled imperceptibly, and a faint cyan light, as subtle as the flutter of a cicada’s wing, merged into the Talisman.
"BZZZZ—"
The instant the Talisman was complete, a sudden change occurred!
The dark golden [Breaking Gold] Blood Talisman floated in the air, its sharp aura still present. But at the edges of the rune, a translucent cyan halo had faintly appeared.
The halo swirled, emitting a strange and profoundly mysterious Dao Rhyme!
"This is..." Shi Jian’s pupils shrank, and the arm holding his sword tensed slightly.
The seductive smile on Bai Zhi’s face froze instantly, a flash of disbelief in her beautiful eyes.
"The aura of a Positional Divine Technique... It’s the Yang Wood Position! You actually fused a Divine Technique into a Sword Talisman?"
"Correct. This Yang Wood Divine Technique is called [Cyan Cicada Shell]. I happened upon it in the Thousand Mechanisms Ancient Tomb. If you choose me as your master, you might have the chance to obtain the cultivation method for this Divine Technique," Qin Xuan said with a faint smile.
Zhao Kang’s jaw dropped. All his mocking words were stuck in his throat, and his face burned as if he’d been struck by an invisible hand.
Ma Xiaoru drew in a sharp breath, her gaze toward Qin Xuan filled with astonishment.
Fan Qingwei took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the shock in her heart. She declared decisively, "There’s no need to compete further. I will only learn Junior Martial Uncle Qin’s [Breaking Gold] Blood Talisman, the one fused with the essence of the [Cyan Cicada Shell]!"
Without hesitation, she took out a Storage Pouch and stuffed it directly into Qin Xuan’s hand.
"Here are one hundred and fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones. Please, Junior Martial Uncle, teach me immediately!"
Shi Jian was silent for a moment, then cupped his fist slightly toward Qin Xuan. "Junior Brother Qin, your mastery of the Talisman Dao is profound. You have my admiration."
He had a cold and proud personality. To earn his admiration was the highest form of recognition.
Bai Zhi also dropped her seductive demeanor and bowed solemnly.
"Fusing a Divine Technique into a Talisman... that’s unheard of. Senior Brother Qin, I am utterly convinced by your methods."
Qin Xuan accepted the heavy Storage Pouch, his heart settling.
This time, no one had any objections.
Qin Xuan didn’t dawdle. Having received the Spirit Stones, he began to teach her with great care.
Using his Divine Thought as a guide, he carefully deconstructed the mysteries of the [Breaking Gold] Blood Talisman that was fused with the essence of the [Cyan Cicada Shell]. He demonstrated the flow of the runes and explained the profound mystery of that "shedding" essence which could break open shackles.
One hundred and fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones for two hours of instruction!
Hearing this price made Ma Xiaoru and Zhao Kang’s hearts bleed with regret. They cursed themselves internally. ’If we had known Junior Martial Uncle Qin possessed such god-like abilities, we should have cozied up to him early on like Gao Hai did. Then we wouldn’t have to pay such a fortune now!’