Who Let a Mere Martial Artist Cultivate the Sword?
Chapter 826

It's Simply That I'm Unhappy

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When Qin Guan said he wanted to buy something, Su Qingjie curiously looked at the note in her hand.

The writing on it was crooked and terribly ugly, but it wasn't hard to tell that it listed some extremely precious materials.

Su Qingjie looked at Qin Guan in confusion. "What are these materials for?"

"An Immortal Slaying Talisman," Qin Guan replied.

"An Immortal Slaying Talisman—the kind that can kill an Immortal Emperor?" Su Qingjie asked in astonishment.

Qin Guan nodded. "That's right. Anyone below the Mystic Immortal level is practically defenseless against it. It can kill them in one hit."

At Qin Guan's words, Su Qingjie and Lin Qing'er were both startled. A talisman that rendered anyone below the Mystic Immortal level defenseless—just how powerful was this Immortal Grade talisman?

Suppressing her shock, Su Qingjie raised her eyes to Qin Guan, curious. "This should be an Immortal Grade talisman, right? You know how to make one?"

Qin Guan smiled faintly. "Are you kidding? Pills, talismans, artifact crafting... Whatever it is, as long as I have the recipe, I can make it."

Su Qingjie's brows drew together. He could make anything? Did he even know what he was saying?

Throughout the entire Qianyuan Star Realm, masters who were proficient in both pill refining and artifact crafting were rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns, let alone those who knew how to make talismans. It was hard to believe a claim like that.

"Heh. You can make anything?"

Just then, Lin Qing'er looked at Qin Guan and couldn't help sneering.

"Do you think making high-grade pills, talismans, and Magic Treasures is like cooking dinner?"

Qin Guan wasn't angry. He looked at her with a smile. "Fairy Lin doesn't believe me? Why don't we make a bet?"

"What are we betting?" Lin Qing'er

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