Witch, please have some self-respect!

Song Zichen returned in the evening.

When he first heard the news, his face was filled with disbelief, and he thought that his neighbors had conspired to deceive him.

Enter the Holy Sect through the help of a Talisman Master!

Upon seeing Shen Yun dressed in the outer disciple's robes, Song Zichen greeted him from outside the courtyard gate, his throat slightly dry.

"Senior Brother Shen!"

He never dreamed that he would one day call Shen Yun "Senior Brother".

Duan Fushi, the owner of Duan Shifu Zhai, also came to offer his congratulations. Song Zichen walked in and saw them drinking tea.

"Junior Brother Zichen, come and have some tea," Shen Yun invited with a smile.

Although both are disciples of the Holy Sect, Song Zichen is only at the mid-stage of the Body Nourishing Realm and is a newly promoted disciple.

They really don't have the same status and position as their assistants in the Holy City.

"I never expected Fellow Daoist Shen to be able to successfully create an Ice Mist Talisman. I'm truly impressed."

As the fragrant tea wafted through the air, the owner of the Fuzhai restaurant next door looked at the elderly man with gray hair and beard in front of him and said with admiration.

The talisman masters who open talisman shops like him are generally people with poor talent who barely pass the talisman master examination.

After registering under the name of the Heavenly Craftsmanship Bureau, he opened a talisman shop to make money.

This is much easier than carving talismans.

Crafting the Ice Mist Rune, a difficult rune, is very challenging for them.

A low success rate means pure losses.

As for joining the Holy Sect, the task of obtaining ten high-quality runestones per year is something I have no confidence in at all.

"Fellow Daoist Shen is truly exceptionally talented! In less than four months, you've reached the level of a Talisman Master!"

Master Duan of Duanshifuzhai looked at Shen Yun with amazement.

Shen Yun had bought many of his supplementary learning materials from him, and he had witnessed Shen Yun's growth. He was shocked and incredulous.

"Actually, I had been involved in the Dao of Talismans for many years before, but the practice in my small town was not systematic..."

Shen Yun explained.

He temporarily portrayed himself as someone who had long been involved in the art of talisman mastery, but had not succeeded before.

After arriving in the holy city and attending several classes, I finally understood.

He will gradually upgrade his persona, transforming from a late bloomer into a talisman-wielding genius, step by step.

The scene of an elderly man displaying genius in talismanic arts right from the start was extremely eye-catching.

They gradually revealed themselves in a relatively low-key manner.

He wants to earn a lot of contribution points, continuously improve his cultivation, and eventually break through to the Blood Sea realm. His future path is destined to be anything but peaceful.

"This is quite astonishing, indicating that you have a solid foundation and may have the opportunity to advance to the second-tier talisman master in the future."

Duan Fushi revealed an expression that said, "I knew it."

His guess was the same; there were geniuses who could advance to the next level in four months, but Duan Fushi didn't believe it would be Shen Yun in front of him.

I'm more inclined to believe that Shen Yun already had a foundation.

After exchanging a few polite words of blessing, the group left, agreeing to meet again a few days later at the initiation banquet at Shengchunlou.

Song Zichen couldn't get a word in edgewise. As a young man in the mid-stage of the cultivation realm, he didn't have a prominent background, and it was hard to say how far he could grow.

Shen Yun deeply understood the importance of entering the auxiliary cultivation stage.

Or rather, the auxiliary cultivation of runes is unmatched by spiritual plants, corpse refining, puppetry, and the like.

A minor is great!

You must learn.

After the congratulatory guests left, Shen Yun sat in the courtyard, lost in thought.

During the tentative conversation, he then discussed the success rate of high-quality talismans with the two talisman shop owners.

Both of them focused their energy on talisman making, so the success rate was predictably low. On average, they could only produce one high-quality talisman stone every two or even three months.

High-quality runes are usually kept as gifts to curry favor, rather than simply sold.

More importantly, Shen Yun learned a lot of information from them.

"High-quality rune stones are the hard currency of the middle and upper levels, and there are even rarer two-pattern rune crystals, which cannot be broken by a body that has reached the perfection of 33,000 jin in a short time."

Making two-patterned rune crystals requires mastering the spirit fusion runes, which is more difficult but also more effective.

The rarer something is, the higher its value.

Feng Lei and Feng Dian approached Shen Yun, hoping to find high-quality rune stones.

The essence of interpersonal relationships is the exchange of value. Only when you provide equivalent value will you gain the attention and reciprocation of others.

The higher the value you can provide, the stronger your network of connections will be.

Appropriately showcase value.

Like the senior brother Sun who received Shen Yun, who only admired him.

If one can create a two-patterned crystal, then it is not just for appreciation, but for making an equal connection.

If he becomes a third-tier rune master, Feng Luoyi will befriend him, not treat him as a vassal.

After those people left, the news that Shen Yun had become a disciple of the Holy Sect spread throughout Lingnongfang.

Another inspirational story has been added to the list of stories at Lingnongfang, becoming a topic of conversation for many.

......

In a corner out of sight, the burly man who had bumped into Shen Yun yesterday angrily stomped on the mask on the ground.

"Leader, are we just going to give up like this?"

He was like an angry bull, appearing extremely irritable.

He's still the same frail old man in the early stages of recuperation as yesterday; there's been no change.

However, having become an entry-level talisman master and joined the Holy Sect, he had already become someone that the Holy Sect could not afford to offend.

He was absolutely fed up with this stifling life!

At the head of the table sat a young man dressed in an elegant long gown. He was not swayed by his emotions and reprimanded the man with a frown.

"This is a matter of principle. We make our living in the Holy City, and the Holy Sect is someone we absolutely cannot afford to offend!"

"But Chief Thief, that little girl's family isn't from the Holy Sect; they're just neighbors of a Holy Sect disciple."

The burly man was filled with rage and very dissatisfied with the newly appointed bandit leader.

Too cautious.

"Her house is protected by an array; there might be some good stuff there. The brothers are almost out of Blood Essence Pills..."

The burly man continued to argue his case.

The refined young man was actually in his thirties. He had an ordinary face and would not stand out in a crowd, but his eyes were exceptionally deep.

He looked at the burly man scrutinizingly and said in a deep voice, "Wang Kui, are you questioning me?"

They had been thieving for over twenty years without being caught, mainly because the ringleader had a unique eye for choosing victims. In the end, the burly man didn't dare to argue back.

"Boss, I'm not happy. I'm going to go find Widow Liu tonight to vent my anger!"

After saying that, Wang Kui turned and left.

The refined young man in the long robe sighed. His underlings could handle the work, but he had many other things to consider.

After the man left, he carefully closed the courtyard gate and entered the underground secret room.

Inside the secret room was a simple altar, on which was placed a strange object that was half stone and half wood.

The left half is bluish-gray black stone, and the right half is jet-black old wood. At the junction of the stone and wood, there is a thin silver film, as thin as a cicada's wing, with a faint shimmering light.

Seventy-two exquisitely crafted hanging sticks dangled from the joint, like silk threads wrapped around the silver film.

The refined-looking leader was named Jia Tian, ​​and he had just taken over as the bandit chief of this area in the last two years.

No one knew that what he and his grandfather relied on to make a living in the thieving world was not some kind of thieving skill, but rather a method of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, and of predicting opportunities.

Whether someone has the opportunity to steal from another family, and whether there is any danger involved, can be determined with a very high accuracy rate through divination.

Predicting a person's future directly can shorten their lifespan; predicting whether their family has any valuable possessions is more effective.

Low risk, low cost, high return.

Its advantage lies in safety.

Using this method, his grandfather served as a thief leader for over twenty years, stealing countless items. Although he moved back and forth to the holy city several times, he lived to a ripe old age without illness or disaster.

Over the years, his grandfather passed this skill on to him.

Jia Tian first washed his hands, burned incense, and performed nine prostrations before the altar, silently reciting the matter he had been calculating.

He took out a divination tube carved with a sky full of stars from the void pouch at his waist and put an Originium inside.

A light tap was made on the divination tube, accompanied by a soft shout.

"fall!"

The divination sticks broke free of the silver film and fell into the tube, exactly seventy-two sticks, no more and no less, all of them disappearing into the divination tube.

Jia Tian then took out an outer garment from the empty bag and wrapped it around the divination tube.

If Qiaoniang were here, she would definitely recognize this as one of the items she had lost before.

"Connecting heaven and earth, establishing the universe... The myriad phenomena of stone and wood contain true meaning; a single hexagram reveals the clarity of heaven and earth..."

Jia Tian held the tube in both hands and shook it clockwise nine times, then counterclockwise six times, before finally slamming it down on the stone platform.

"Show!"

The sticks hanging in the bucket collided and made a sound, and finally nine sticks popped out from the star-shaped hole at the bottom of the bucket and landed on the altar.

【Opportunity (Green)】

After interpreting the results, Jia Tian arrived at a conclusion and was overjoyed.

"That little girl's family has really nice things!"

Opportunities with color are extremely rare.

Since he came into contact with divination, when he boldly tried to predict whether a second-level talisman master from the Heavenly Craftsmanship Palace had any good items, he received a green-colored lucky break notification.

Of course, he didn't dare to look into what was in that person's house.

Just for practice.

The most lucrative one was when he foresaw a white opportunity and sold something he stole from a family for hundreds of Originium.

"We can't let Wang Kui steal from such a fat sheep's house; I'd better do it myself."

If he hadn't noticed that Qiao Niang's family was protected by an array and that her ancestors were inner disciples of the Holy Sect, he wouldn't have been willing to expend source stones for divination.

The results now prove that he made the right bet; that Originium was not wasted.

Her family definitely has some good stuff.

"That outer disciple is a supplementary cultivator in the early stage of Body Nourishing, while I have just entered the late stage of Body Nourishing. The place I need to steal is next to his, so it's worth the risk."

The lights flickered in the underground chamber, casting shifting shadows on Jia Tian's face as he made his decision.

I'll make an exception this time.

"Oh, right, let's calculate the auspiciousness or inauspiciousness of the next few days before making a move!"

After making his decision, Jia Tian took out the divination tube and proceeded with the process as before.

He splurged on two Origin Stones this time, hoping for a green opportunity and calculating his own fortune.

[Great Evil]

Upon hearing the result, Jia Tian's expression changed drastically.

Without the slightest hesitation, he put everything on the altar into his void bag, cleaned up his traces in the courtyard, changed his appearance, and quickly disappeared into the crowd alone.

His grandfather taught him, "Where there's life, there's hope."

No green opportunity is more important than your own safety.