Three days had passed. All the time, Yuan Fen was diligently practicing to maintain the tool stone that was the object of training. The goal was to keep the stone in the air for at least 10 minutes.
With his determination and effort, the results Yuan Fen achieved were satisfactory. Finally, he could leisurely control the stone to stay in the air for 25 minutes, with the distance increasing to 25 meters.
This achievement made Yuan Fen's heart full of joy. Impatiently, he waited for Yi Zan's arrival so that he could boast of his new skill.
When the sun was at its peak, Yi Zan signaled his presence at Yuan Fen's hut. Her signature hum accompanied her arrival, singing loudly.
"Hmm! Has big brother progressed in his Spiritual Energy training according to my teachings?" The nine-year-old girl's voice sounded rather dry and shrill, befitting her young age. However, despite this, her voice still had a cheerful tone.
"Let's see your progress." Yuan Fen immediately demonstrated her new skills. Quickly, he demonstrated his Spiritual Energy training ability. The stone floated 25 meters away and was able to stay in the air for 25 minutes.
Although Yi Zan did not show a surprised expression, Yuan Fen's success was still encouraging.
"Alright, let's move on to the next step of becoming a Symbol Master. Are you ready, big brother?" Yi Zan said excitedly, his hand quickly took out a piece of talisman paper, a talisman brush, and a brush for writing talismans.
"This level 1 talisman serves to create a thick fog effect. Pay attention to the formula and form of writing this talisman. Do not forget to brush the talisman paper with the talisman brush and include any Spiritual Energy you have," Yi Zan instructed.
The process of creating the talisman proved to be bittersweet, where reality showed that creating such a talisman was not easy.
All the writing had to use Spiritual Energy, and the way of brushing and applying the writing with the brush also required Spiritual Energy.
Yi Zan, not wanting to disturb Yuan Fen's concentration, gave the condition that he would return tomorrow. Yuan Fen just nodded, completely focused on making his first talisman. 6 hours later, this exercise was completed
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Tomorrow is the day.
Yuan Fen rushed to the sect library for the task of cleaning the courtyard.
"You're late today, Fen Er," greeted the man on the first floor of the library, Bao An. This middle-aged man treated Yuan Fen like family, which was why he called him Fen Er.
"Sorry, Elder Bao An. I woke up late today because I was trying to practice Cultivation," Yuan Fen explained while bowing his head. He really appreciated this man, who was not only a library guard but also an elder with Spirit Condensation Realm Cultivation level 8.
Elder Bao An said. "Fen er, I hope you will participate in the recruitment of Cloud Sword Sect disciples in the coming month. I see that you've left your ordinary life and become a Mortal Realm rank cultivator. Regardless of the Mortal rank, I hope you'll be diligent in your cultivation so as to be worthy of participating in the recruitment," Bao An said.
"Here's a gift for you," Bao An continued as he held out something, a beautiful yellowish-colored dried grass.
"This is Yellow Phylanthus grass. Although it looks simple, don't underestimate it. Its market value is as high as 10 energy stones. If you can get Imperata Grass and Light Cyperus Grass as well, these three after being brewed overnight will become a very beneficial liquid medicine to boost your cultivation," Bao An explained.
It should be noted here that a common means of payment among cultivators is energy stones. Using energy stones makes someone who is not a cultivator look great and rich. The use of gold and silver coins is not highly regarded. Energy stones were more valued in the world of cultivators.
Yuan Fen saluted and politely accepted the gift from Elder Bao An. The polite attitude and respect for others made Bao An sympathetic to Yuan Fen. The courage and willingness to lend a helping hand are also considerations for Bao An.
In the past, when senior worker disciples tried to bully Yuan Fen, Bao An always intervened to protect the boy. This caused jealousy among other workers' disciples because Yuan Fen had an unofficial patron in Bao An.
Carefully, Yuan Fen kept the Yellow Phylanthus grass in his bag hidden under his uniform. He secretly planned to look for the other two grasses, Imperata Grass and Light Cyperus Grass, to improve his cultivation level in the next month.
After finishing the work and tidying up the library area, Yuan Fen bid farewell to Bao An.
"Congratulations on practicing cultivation diligently, Fen Er. I hope you pass the recruitment process. At that time, I will teach you a Mortal-level Sword Technique, which is the best in this library and certainly according to your cultivation journey," Bao An said to Yuan Fen.
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Happily, Yuan Fen ran towards his hut in the working disciple settlement. However, before he opened the door of the hut, Yi Zan suddenly appeared beside him.
"I've been waiting for you for an hour, brother worker. Why did it take you so long to come back from the library today?" Yi Zan complained spontaneously.
"Ah... you always appear suddenly, surprising me every time," Yuan Fen grumbled.
Yi Zan laughed happily at Yuan Fen's grumble. He was happy to see the working brother frowning.
"Never mind, brother worker, don't frown. How is your work in the tier 1 talisman? Have you finished the low-level talisman? Huff, it's just a low-level talisman, but it took more than a day to complete," Yi Zan mocked.
"It will take a while to complete this talisman," Yuan Fen replied as he thrust out the rank 1 smog talisman.
Yi Zan was speechless as he looked at the talisman handed over by Yuan Fen. It was a Quasi Perfect class talisman. Although Yi Zan himself had learned to make talismans according to the direction of his grandfather, Master Yi Zhunting, who was the master of the Symbol sect, he was only able to make middle-rank Venti talismans.
Yi Zan tried to remain calm and pretended as if the talisman was an ordinary rank. Then, he said, "Very good, brother worker. You managed to make the talisman very well. These are five talisman recipes, each for healing, 50-meter teleportation, Thunder, nightmare, and 15% battle buff. I believe you can solve everything."
"These functions must be useful. On weekends, we can go to the city of Morning Star City and sell these talismans in the Treasure House. I'm curious to see what price they will offer for the Class 2 talisman we made," Yi Zan said with a mischievous smile.
The Cloud Sword Sect provides vacation leave every two weeks to all students and parents. They could visit Morning Star City to rest or shop, as the town was only 100 km away from Cloud Sword Sect.
"Now, let me teach you the Illusion Technique," Yi Zan said to Yuan Fen who looked surprised by the name of this technique, the Illusion Technique. In his heart he wondered. What does the Illusion Technique look like? Is it useful in combat? Yan Fen was puzzled, he preferred martial arts. But he couldn't help but follow the little girl's wishes. Will this illusion technique help him in the future?
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