Old Grudges, Someone Takes the Bait

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Wei Tu calmed his mind and handed all the demon beast hide and beast blood he had obtained from Venerable Han Yue to Lüqiu Qingfeng, asking her to make them into fourth-tier talisman paper and spirit ink.

During the century he had been away, apart from cultivation, Lüqiu Qingfeng had also studied the immortal art of talisman-making. Within the Extreme Mountain Sect, her skill in talisman-making was second only to his own as a fifth-tier talisman master.

Though she had never voiced her intentions, he could guess that she had likely done so to accommodate him and fulfill the duties of a virtuous wife.

This was also one of the reasons why, in his heart, he valued Lüqiu Qingfeng all the more as his Dao companion.

After handing matters such as talisman-making over to Lüqiu Qingfeng, Wei Tu's life became rather monotonous.

He either remained in the talisman chamber drawing Sinking Rock Talismans, or stayed in the cultivation chamber, using those talismans to sense the Heavy Rock Intent.

Of course, during this time, he did not forget to continue studying the Spirit Zombie Secret Canon and comprehend its mysteries.

Time flowed on, and the years passed like a shuttle.

In the blink of an eye, another ten years had gone by.

Over these ten years, not only had Wei Tu's two-point routine of cultivation settled onto the right track, but the war in which the Extreme Mountain Sect attacked the Lesser Vast Palace had also progressed in an orderly fashion.

The war had evolved into a series of sieges by the Extreme Mountain Sect against the Lesser Vast Palace's major vital spirit islands.

It was worth mentioning that, during this period, Madam Jin and Wang Sutai, mother and daughter, had risen to fame on