Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 472 Talisman Making Inheritance
The temporary cave was very quiet. Neither Master Chiyun nor Wei Tianyou spoke, each lost in their own thoughts.

The True Lord mentioned the negative impact of mission failure; as long as the demonic cultivators are still active in the northern region, no one can remain unaffected.

Even if the demonic cultivators leave the North, they cannot rest easy. The demonic cultivators are extreme in their actions and extremely vengeful, and they will inevitably return.

In other words, if you encounter a demonic cultivator, you must kill him with one blow, otherwise you will suffer harm.

Time is on the side of the demonic cultivators, because they can improve their cultivation much faster, which is something that orthodox cultivators cannot match.

Wei Tianyou cleared his throat and said:
"Brother Chiyun, when was the last time demonic cultivators wreaked havoc in the North?"

"According to records, only demonic cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage were recorded 1,600 years ago."

If we were to encounter a demonic cultivator at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm or higher, we would most likely be unable to resist, and even escape would be a pipe dream.

Master Chiyun sighed inwardly. Although demonic cultivation techniques were against the natural order, their speed of cultivation improvement was truly rapid.

As the two were talking, the magical restrictions on the cave were lifted, and True Monarch Tianshui walked in.

They hurriedly stood up and said, "Greetings, True Lord."

Tianshui Zhenjun waved his hand rather dejectedly and said:

"The demonic cultivators are too cunning. I was unlucky and failed to catch the main culprit."

As he spoke, he took out two fat, stout corpses, each about a foot tall, and threw them on the ground.

The corpse had a single horn on its head, dark red skin, and fangs in its mouth, but its form was humanoid.

"The two demonic infants interfered with my judgment. The demonic cultivators have amplified their demonic energy, so I have chosen to pursue them."

If he chooses the right target the second time, he will still have a good chance of catching the enemy.

When he tracked them down for the third time, he could only confirm that the demonic cultivator had jumped into the Nulan River, and the trail went completely cold.

He sat down, let out a long sigh, and asked:
"What about the rest?"

"Master Han Chi suggested that everyone continue the search, because he believed that the demonic cultivators' lair was near the area where the sentinels went missing."

Master Chiyun paused for a moment, then said:
“My Lord, those missing sentries have reappeared. They say they were just unconscious, but we all think there’s something wrong with them because we found blood on the back of their heads.”

True Lord Tianshui's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice:

"Bring them to me."

"Please wait a moment, True Lord," Wei Tianyou immediately walked out of the cave and brought in five cultivators a moment later.

Four late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators and one second-stage Yuan Dynasty cultivator.

Tianshui Zhenjun stared at them intently for a while, then asked:
"Which families do you belong to, cultivators from?"

The cultivator in the Chaoyuan stage spoke first:

"Reporting to the True Lord, I am a disciple of the Gu family of Xuanwu Snow Mountain."

“Disciples belong to the Enforcement Hall.”

"I am a disciple of the Wei family of Longshou Mountain."

The others also introduced themselves. True Lord Tianshui then asked a few more questions, addressing True Lord Chiyun:

"Did you write down their information?"

Master Chiyun was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly replied:
"This disciple remembers it very clearly."

Tianshui Zhenjun grunted in agreement, and with a gentle wave of his hand, he channeled his magic power, causing blue ice crystals to appear before bursting forth.

The five people had no chance to resist and were hit by the ice crystals. Each of them was hit by two ice crystals, one in their forehead and one in their chest.

The five people slowly collapsed, their bodies covered in a layer of white frost.

"When everyone gets back, you can discuss how to pay the compensation for these people."

Tianshui Zhenjun sighed inwardly. These people had already been implanted with demonic souls. Others could not see them, but they could not escape his divine sense scan.

"You take the body out, then cut it open later so that everyone can witness it with their own bodies, and then burn it to ashes."

He killed the person; only his intervention could quell the resentment in the hearts of the other cultivators.

Master Chiyun opened his mouth. Although he had known this would be the outcome, he still felt sorrow in his heart when he actually faced it.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said, and together with Wei Tianyou, they carried the body out.

Only True Monarch Tianshui remained in the cave. His gaze deepened, and he sighed softly in his heart.
"These are turbulent times; let's hope they don't escalate into a catastrophe."

These two demonic infants had already reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and their gestation period was only a few years. He had never seen such demonic cultivators in any records before.

The ability to easily transform a cultivator in the Chaoyuan stage into a demonic soul puppet and plant a seed within their body to nurture a demonic infant demonstrates that the inheritance obtained by the demonic cultivator is extraordinary.

He planned to visit his fellow Daoists who were in seclusion after returning to the Immortal City, and to send messengers to all the Golden Core level forces in the North to inform them of this matter.

He would rather be overthinking than see the tragedy of his childhood repeat itself.

Tianshui Zhenjun leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and pondered a solution.

When Master Chiyun dissected the corpse of the disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall, he indeed found that black patterns covered the abdominal cavity, and a fleshy tumor the size of an egg appeared on the chest, densely covered with black demonic patterns.

He and Wei Tianyou exchanged a glance and saw the sorrow in each other's eyes.

Both the Law Enforcement Hall and the Wei Clan had disciples who died, but fortunately they died in the line of duty, so they can be considered to have died a worthy death.

Wei Tianyou's gaze was serious as he pondered how to screen the enemy, given their sophisticated methods.

Unless it is discovered on the spot, even a Golden Core cultivator cannot tell that the cultivator has been affected.

After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't come up with a solution.

Master Chiyun, believing that the deceased disciple of the Wei family was deeply loved by the other party, offered words of comfort:
"Fellow Daoist, please accept my condolences. I will go and inform the disciples to collect the wood."

He gently patted the other person's shoulder and left, gathering all the cultivators who had stayed near the cave to the corpse.

Wei Tianyou silently cut open the abdominal cavities of the other corpses and discovered the strange phenomena inside. The eyes of the others showed horror.

It's a case of "birds of a feather flock together." If they had encountered the demonic cultivators yesterday, they probably would have suffered the same fate.

Master Chiyun surveyed the crowd and said with a heavy heart:

"Unfortunately, some disciples will never be able to return to the Immortal City."

But now is not the time for sorrow. We must find the demonic cultivator and avenge our fallen comrades.

"revenge!"

The crowd cheered, their spirits soaring, sweeping away their earlier dejection.

Master Chiyun nodded and said:

"Now everyone spread out and search for wood, preferably dead branches, but if not, cutting down pine trees will also be fine."

We must cremate our comrades to purify their impurities.

He wouldn't be at ease if they weren't cremated, and no one could guarantee that the demonic cultivators hadn't hidden other schemes on their disciples.

"Yes, sir," the monks replied and dispersed.

When Zhang Dong and his companion descended on the clouds, flames were raging.

After some questioning, they learned what had happened and all sighed inwardly.

When Master Chiyun saw them return, he asked:
"What happened? I remember you were assigned to Fellow Daoist Han Chi's team."

"Yes, on the orders of True Immortal Han Chi, we are reporting our discovery. On the northern slope of Snow Dragon Ridge, we have found a cave, which is suspected to be the lair of demonic cultivators."

"Alright, come with me to meet the True Lord."

Master Chiyun immediately led Zhang Dong and the other man into the cave and recounted what had happened.

Upon hearing the description, Tianshui Zhenjun stood up and said:

"I'll go take a look. You guys stay here and regroup the troops."

He led Zhang Dong along the Yin Road, and shortly thereafter they arrived at the cliff where the cave had been discovered. The Cold Dragon Immortal hurriedly led everyone in bowing:
"Greetings, True Lord."

He hadn't expected the True Lord to come in person, and now he felt a great sense of security.

"No need for formalities. Haven't you explored yet?"

"Yes, I am worried that there may be dangers involved. I may be fine, but these disciples may suffer casualties."

"A mature and prudent choice is very good."

"Leave a few people to guard the door, the rest of you come with me."

A cave studded with countless luminous pearls appeared before everyone's eyes, leaving them all somewhat stunned.

The damaged buildings indicate that this is a ruin, and its original builders were definitely not demonic cultivators.

I just don't understand what happened next that turned it into a den of demonic cultivators.

Tianshui Zhenjun raised an eyebrow and said:

"Spread out and search, but do not keep more than ten feet apart from each other."

His mind raced as he pondered when the ruins were built and which faction they belonged to at the time.

The demonic calamity that broke out more than a thousand years ago swept across the entire Northern Region, and was only brought to an end with the help of cultivators from the Central Continent.

Too many sects have been lost to the dust of time, including some of the most prosperous sects.

It can be said that the major powers in the far north today have grown up on the bones of their predecessors.

If I'm not mistaken, this ruin should be a resource point for some major power.

The ruins weren't particularly large, and even though they searched very carefully, they arrived at the central area after half an hour.

Tianshui Zhenjun looked at the golden runes on the ground, pondered for a long time, and said in a deep voice:
"These are anti-magic runes passed down from the Buddhist cultivators of the Western Continent. They once imprisoned demonic cultivators."

There was a very obvious black mark in the golden rune. If I'm not mistaken, the demonic cultivator escaped by enduring the burning of the magic-suppressing rune.

The methods of Buddhist monks are more effective against demonic cultivators, and it is said that demonic cultivators have disappeared from the Western Continent.

"I'll go in and take a look. You all stay here and be on guard!"

After giving a word of advice, Tianshui Zhenjun summoned a magical artifact to protect himself. After testing the magic-blocking array, he cautiously entered one of the main halls.

The temperature here is extremely high, and countless red runes flash on the walls. In the center is a deep well, and the stone slabs used to build the well are also covered with runes.

Above the deep well, a crimson light flashed.

"It's the Crimson Dragon Hidden in the Abyss. This place was indeed a resource point at first."

Tianshui Zhenjun muttered to himself as he carefully examined the talismans on the wall before leaving the main hall.

When Han Chi Zhenren saw him walk out of the main hall, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Tianshui Zhenjun looked at the crowd and shouted:
“If I’m not mistaken, this is a resource point. You can come in after I’ve explored the other two main halls.”

He inspected the other halls in turn, and his expression turned grim.

This place is a gathering place of evil spirits, which can produce the Crimson Dragon Hiding in the Abyss Evil Spirit, the Netherworld Soul-Suppressing Evil Spirit, and the White Tiger Roaring in the Wind Evil Spirit.

In this place where earth-elemental spirits gather, a demonic cultivator is being suppressed.

The earth, with its boundless virtue, can continuously draw upon the demonic energy within a demonic cultivator to weaken them.

In addition, the ancients used the earth's evil spirit veins as a foundation to build the Three Talents Mysterious Evil Array to isolate the inside from the outside.

It's likely that this place was used as a temporary imprisonment for demonic cultivators. As for why they weren't killed, that's beyond his comprehension.

There are two mummified corpses in the main hall where the earth element spirits are nurtured. Judging from the scene, something is emerging from their abdomens.

Now, Tianshui Zhenjun has roughly pieced together the whole story in his mind.

The ruins were accidentally discovered by cultivators from the immortal city. These people explored the ruins and eventually broke through the magic array.

Although the demonic cultivator was extremely weak, he still had the foundation of the Golden Core level. He killed the exploring cultivator and transformed him into a demonic soul puppet.

Tianshui Zhenjun walked out of the main hall and led everyone inside to watch. At this time, the other Zhenren also arrived.

After meeting, True Lord Tianshui said:

"You've come at the right time. Everyone, thoroughly explore the entire ruins, and then seal this place off."

All participating factions can get a share of the spoils from this resource point.

Wei's Treasure Talisman Shop.

After counting the number of talismans, Wei Xianglin said:

"Senior, you brought 150 top-grade Fire Dragon Talismans and 160 top-grade Explosion Talismans this time. Is that enough?"

"no problem."

"Each Fire Dragon Talisman costs 340 spirit stones, and each Explosion Talisman costs 52 spirit stones, totaling 59,300 spirit stones."

"Senior, what materials did you purchase this time?"

Ji An chuckled and said jokingly:
"How about three hundred sets of materials for Fire Dragon Talismans?"

A few days ago, he negotiated with the shopkeepers and agreed that each Fire Dragon Talisman would cost 20 more spirit stones than before, and the Explosion Talisman would cost 2 more spirit stones, while the prices of other talismans would remain unchanged.

By this calculation, he can easily earn more than ten mid-grade spirit stones a month, and this is only because he draws talismans in his spare time.

If he were to become a 'full-time' talisman maker, he would undoubtedly be the most productive cultivator in the entire Immortal City, and might even be able to drive down the selling price of talismans.

Wei Xianglin grinned wryly, "The shop's stock of animal hides is running low, and I'm afraid it won't be enough to meet your needs."

In recent years, the shop has been acquiring fewer and fewer materials for making talismans, and this has become even more apparent in the last few months.

"How many portions can you give me at most?"

"Sixty portions of materials for Fire Dragon Talisman, twenty portions of materials for Earth Escape Talisman, and one hundred and twenty portions of materials for Explosion Talisman."

"so little?"

Wei Xianglin shook his head and sighed, explaining:
"A long time ago, other talisman makers started buying less and less raw materials from our shop."

The amount of materials we can collect has decreased significantly, and this is true throughout the entire Immortal City.

"Then let's do it your way and settle the accounts."

Ji An nodded. The turmoil caused by the demonic cultivators was gradually becoming apparent. Other cultivators might not know what had happened, but they would sense the undercurrents in the immortal city.

It's unclear how long this influence will last, so he can dedicate more of his time to alchemy.

Wei Xianglin began to quickly perform mental calculations, muttering to himself:

"Sixty sets of materials for the Fire Dragon Talisman, worth eight thousand two hundred spirit stones. The total cost of materials is fourteen thousand two hundred spirit stones, and we still need to pay forty-five thousand spirit stones to the senior."

He now greatly admires the other party's high productivity, which is maintained at an extremely high level for a long time. There are very few talisman makers in the entire Immortal City who can do this.

"Same as always, three high-grade spirit stones in exchange."

"Okay, I was prepared."

Wei Xianglin chuckled and took out a storage bag, handing it over and saying:

"Inside are materials for making talismans. Please take a look, senior."

After verifying the weight of the materials, Ji An nodded slightly and stored them into his virtual space.

Wei Xianglin took out a yellow jade slip and solemnly asked:

"I've acquired a fragmented talisman-making technique. Would you be interested, senior?"

This inheritance is quite exquisite, but very difficult, and he wants to find the best talisman masters to collaborate with.

(End of this chapter)