He began to attain enlightenment from the Demonic Sect.

Chapter 10 Talisman Master

"I expected this."

Du Jianyuan showed no surprise whatsoever; instead, he smiled.

"If I didn't even have this much awareness, Yan Jun would never have revealed the secret of drawing the Fiery Talisman to me..."

"Besides, that wooden house has little spiritual energy and is full of dangers. Instead of wasting time there, it's better to come here and fight for it. Maybe we can even get a chance to advance."

Upon hearing this, An Mingjun remained silent for a moment, then sighed softly:

"You've always been quick-witted, so Yan Jun's little tricks couldn't fool you."

"Making a living here requires a lot of careful consideration."

Du Jianyuan spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something extremely ordinary.

"That's good, then I'll worry about you less."

An Mingjun smiled, took out a protective soft armor from his storage bag, and handed it over:

"The mid-grade soft armor I prepared for you can not only withstand the damage from some magical artifacts and spells, but also has the effects of concealing your aura and restoring your mana... You won't be able to do without this for self-defense when you're in the talisman room."

Du Jianyuan was stunned, completely unexpected that An Mingjun would prepare such a valuable gift for him, and quickly declined:

"Brother Falcon, this is absolutely unacceptable. I usually stay in my cave and never go out, so I don't need this."

He estimated that this mid-grade protective soft armor was worth at least thirty spirit stones, even more valuable than the cultivation technique!

"We've already bought it, there's no reason to return it. Besides, it's not worth much, so put it on quickly!"

An Mingjun shoved him into his arms without a word, then composed himself and lowered his voice, saying:

"Don't focus all your energy on talismans. Cultivate your skills properly; improving your cultivation level is the key to survival... If Yan Jun really becomes too harsh on you and you can't stand it anymore, the two of us brothers will secretly plot to kill him!"

Holding the rather heavy soft armor, Du Jianyuan felt a mix of emotions and said:

"Don't worry, Falcon, I can handle him."

An Mingjun noticed a change in his mood and wanted to ask, but he stopped himself and only gave a word of advice:

"You should still have some spirit stones on you, so I won't give them to you..."

"If you encounter any trouble in the future, come to the alchemy room to find me. Don't try to tough it out on your own... Although we are not blood brothers, we are the only close relatives in the world you can trust."

Du Jianyuan didn't mention being extorted for spirit stones, and nodded with a smile:

"If there's any trouble, I'll definitely come to you to discuss it."

Before leaving, An Mingjun reminded him again:

"The woman next door is at the third level of Qi Refining, and she only needs a strand of spiritual energy from heaven and earth to break through... Don't underestimate the people around here. Those who can live in this area are generally not good people. Be careful."

"Okay, I'll be careful. Be careful in your actions in the alchemy room as well."

Du Jianyuan returned the remark and watched him leave the cave.

The stone door slowly closed, and the cave returned to silence.

After carefully examining the protective soft armor and confirming that there were no hidden tricks, Du Jianyuan's expression became complicated.

He did suspect that An Mingjun was using him as a breeding stock, but his action of blocking the way just now, as well as his heartfelt words of concern, did not seem fake.

'I'll find an opportunity to ask him about Yin Lang next time...'

Du Jianyuan sighed silently.

Staying in this place for a long time, one has to be cautious in everything and suspicious in every situation, and one doesn't even dare to fully trust the people closest to them.

Then, he entered the meditation room, sat cross-legged on the futon, felt the spiritual energy around him slowly flowing into his body, and silently began to practice his cultivation technique.

An hour later, a line of text appeared in the dantian.

【The Infernal Flame Burning Heart Technique: 33/200 (Beginner)】

"The medicinal power of the Nourishing Essence Pill, combined with the spiritual energy in the cave, allows for two minor cycles of circulation per hour..."

"At this rate, it should take about half a month to open up the Yang meridians and enter the third level of Qi Refining."

Du Jianyuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Let's go to the talisman room first and see how many talismans Yan Jun has prepared for me."

……

Fu Fang.

Huang Quan didn't see Du Jianyuan when he arrived this morning, and he felt a little uneasy.

Two hours have passed, and the workstation next to him is still empty. He is basically convinced that the other person has probably been poisoned.

"We finally found someone we could rely on, but they got killed first!"

Huang Quan gritted his teeth inwardly.

He spent thirteen years in the talisman room, enduring oppression and hardship, but he still couldn't save up enough spirit stones to buy the righteous method.

So he thought he would help some of the new paper craftsmen, hoping to build up some goodwill so that if they became successful in the future, they might turn around and give him a hand.

But he was overthinking it...

This is, after all, the Demonic Sect. Staying here for too long will make anyone become heartless and ruthless. His kindness was something that others didn't even care about.

And he gradually lost hope.

But until a few days ago, when he heard that Du Jianyuan had received financial assistance from An Mingjun, the head of the Danfang workshop, he started to have his own ideas...

When An Mingjun came to see Du Jianyuan again, he shamelessly asked to borrow some spirit stones.

No matter what means I have to use, I have to get my hands on that long-awaited cultivation technique!

Who would have thought... that just a few days later, Du Jianyuan was already gone.

"Brother Quan."

At this moment, the young man at the next workstation hunched over and slipped over, rubbing his hands and looking embarrassed, and said:

"I'm really out of rice lately, could you lend me ten catties? I'll pay you back as soon as I get my salary next month."

Huang Quan glanced at him; how could he not see what the other man was thinking?

If this spirit rice is truly lent out, I'm afraid not a single grain will be returned.

Besides, this guy is lazy and gluttonous; it's questionable whether he can even last until next month.

So Huang Quan sighed, feigning difficulty:

"I'm sorry, Zhu Huai, I only have about ten catties of spirit rice left, so I really can't lend it to you."

Disappointment flashed in Zhu Huai's eyes, but he was still unwilling to give up and took a step back, saying:

"How about lending me five pounds? I'll pay you back six pounds next month!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Quan immediately realized that this guy was an ungrateful wretch who would hate him later if he didn't lend him spirit stones.

He simply gave up the idea of ​​continuing to help, lest he do a thankless job, and said:

"I've survived this month on just this little bit of spiritual rice. I really can't borrow any more. You should ask someone else."

"Brother Quan, please, I know you're the best. I don't know anyone else in the entire talisman shop, only you're willing to help me... When I become successful someday, I will never forget your kindness!"

Zhu Huai stood by his side, pleading repeatedly.

When Huang Quan heard the words "soar to great heights," a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

All the good intentions I've put in these past few days have indeed been used to feed the dog.

He was about to speak to drive him away when he suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure walking towards him. His eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in delight:

"Yuan-ge'er, you..."

The words were on the tip of his tongue when he suddenly realized that what he was about to say was inauspicious, so he quickly changed his mind:

"...You've finally arrived!"

Du Jianyuan chuckled, his gaze sweeping over Zhu Huai beside him. Without asking any further questions, he simply addressed Huang Quan:

"The warehouse is out of low-grade talisman paper. Lord Yan asked me to come here and get ten from someone. After that, Brother Quan, you can finish work early and rest."

Huang Quan then noticed the jade pendant hanging from the other person's waist, his eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't suppress his voice:

"Brother Yuan...you've become a low-grade talisman master?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, many of the servants around him were startled and turned to look.

Upon seeing that Du Jianyuan indeed had a jade pendant identifying him as a talisman master tied to his waist, everyone's faces showed surprise and envy.

Yesterday, everyone was working hard together to bake talisman paper, and they were all exhausted and dizzy...

How come you've suddenly transformed into a talisman master?