Chapter 8: Making Talisman

Chapter 8: Making Talisman

Chen Lin was also shocked by Lu Li's methods.

One wrong move and he would kill someone; the family descendants indeed didn't put these rouge cultivators in their eyes.

However, Chen Lin naturally wouldn't dare to do anything reckless, so he also shrank back into his chair and remained silent.

Seeing the effect of his intimidation, Lu Li coldly laughed again, "My things aren't something you can just take casually. You think you can get a talisman-making method and a Soul-Restraining Secret Technique for free? "Discover new chapters at novelhall.com

He glanced around the room.

Seeing no one speaking, he coldly laughed again, "Now I'll give you two choices: either take the materials and find a room to make the talisman yourself, or pay 50 middle-grade spirit stones to buy the talisman-making method. If you want to leave forcefully, you'll have to ask if my flying sword agrees!"

As he spoke, he waved the small, exquisite black sword in his hand.

Just a moment ago, this sword had instantly killed that old, withered man.

With a loud noise, the red-faced man pushed his chair back, took a few strides forward, grabbed a set of materials, and went upstairs without looking back.

It seemed that he was the most hot-tempered, but also the first to surrender.

The talisman makers were all scattered, rootless cultivators who usually relied on their skills to make a living. 50 middle-grade spirit stones were an amount that none of them could afford.

That was equivalent to 5,000 lower-grade spirit stones!

Moreover, even if they could afford it, who knew if Lu Li would keep his word?

Someone took the lead, and the others immediately followed, each taking a set of materials and going upstairs to find a room to make the talisman.

Chen Lin also blended in with the crowd and received a set of materials.

When he received the materials, Lu Li glanced at him but didn't recognize him.

Silently, Chen Lin went upstairs, chose an empty room, hung a sign on the door to indicate that someone was inside, and closed the door.

Only then did he let out a gentle sigh.

It seemed that his decision to come here was still a bit reckless. He underestimated the chaos of this world.

No matter what, he couldn't have imagined that Lu Li would so casually take someone's life!

After a while, Chen Lin finally calmed down, then went to the table, opened the material package, and began to prepare.

He no longer had high hopes for the reward; as long as he could leave safely, that would be enough.

However, with so many talisman makers, the other party couldn't possibly silence them all. That would be too big of an impact, even for a family descendants.

Killing that old man was just to intimidate them, to prevent them from being reluctant to use their souls to create a Soul-Restraining Talisman.

After thinking it through, Chen Lin felt that the possibility of being silenced was low, so he began to recall the method of drawing the Soul-Restraining Talisman.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, took out a talisman paper, and spread it out.

Time passed slowly, and finally, footsteps appeared in the corridor, gradually heading downstairs.

He counted the number of people in his heart, and when the last footsteps had gone downstairs, he finally walked out of the room, pretending to be stunned and disoriented, and staggered down the stairs.

There were about twenty talisman makers, each with their heads hung low and their spirits exhausted.

Just looking at this scene, it was clear that no one had succeeded in creating the talisman.

"What's the result?"

Lu Li's face was as calm as water as he looked at the crowd, his eyes already guessing the outcome.

The red-faced man was the first to speak up, "I'm truly sorry, my skills are not refined, I've used up all the materials, and I've used the Soul-Splitting Secret Technique twice, but I still didn't succeed!"

After finishing, he cupped his hands together and revealed a carefree attitude.

Without his usual cold, sarcastic smile, this person was actually quite humble.

Lu Li slowly stood up from his seat, took out a brown, egg-sized bead, and pointed at it with his hand. The bead automatically floated up and hovered above the red-faced man's eyebrows.

Then, the bead emitted a faint, grayish light and flashed slowly.

"Alright, you can leave."

Lu Li put away the bead and waved his hand.

The red-faced man cupped his hands together again and retreated to the back of the crowd.

Chen Lin glanced at this person, who had unexpectedly used the secret technique twice. Even in such a situation, there's internal strife. What are you going to do about the others?

Indeed, the other talisman makers looked at this person with some resentment in their eyes.

But they could only curse him in their hearts and didn't dare to speak out.

Next, an old man in a blue robe stood up, recounted his talisman-making process, and then accepted the inspection.

The brown bead floated again and stuck to the person's eyebrows.

This time, the light was slightly brighter, and the flashing frequency was slower.

"You only used the secret technique once, huh?"

Lu Li snorted.

Normally, using the secret technique once would be enough, but after the previous person's performance, it seemed insufficient.

The old man hastily explained, "Reporting to Young master Lu, I don't dare to conceal the truth. This talisman is too difficult to make, and with my many years of experience in talisman-making, I can say that even if I used the secret technique five or ten times, I still wouldn't be able to succeed. And at my old age, using the secret technique once is already my limit. If I use it again, I'm afraid I'll die on the spot!"

Lu Li waved his hand expressionlessly, but didn't say anything else.

The old man quickly retreated to the back of the crowd and then glared fiercely at the red-faced man.