Mu Yunxiao

Han Changming played with them for a while before recalling them into the Spirit Beast Bag.

He walked to the corner of the room; aside from the Spirit Gathering Stone, the spiritual energy in the other spirit stones had been completely drained, rendering them useless.

Han Changming suddenly remembered something and took out a palm-sized Blue Gourd.

The Han Clan grew many gourd vines, and the clan members all possessed gourd artifacts, so Han Changming was more than familiar with them.

However, this was the first time he had ever seen such a small gourd artifact.

Judging by the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the artifact, it appeared to be a low-grade first-tier artifact capable of holding about five hundred catties of liquid.

The surface of the Blue Gourd was adorned with a few blue clouds, making it look small and exquisite.

Han Changming pulled out the stopper to see what was inside, and a burst of pure spiritual energy drifted out from the gourd.

Han Changming took a light breath, feeling instantly refreshed.

"Is this some kind of spirit liquid?" Han Changming muttered to himself, feeling a bit excited.

Spirit liquid was concocted from spirit herbs and had the effect of assisting in cultivation.

He took out a porcelain bowl and poured the liquid from the gourd.

Inside the gourd was a transparent liquid that radiated pure spiritual energy.

Han Changming hesitated for a moment, took a small sip, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

"It seems to be water from a spirit well, but that can't be right! The spiritual energy contained within is so abundant; it must come from a second-tier Spirit Well."

Spirit wells were usually located on spirit veins, and their water was generally used to irrigate spirit herbs to promote their growth. Spirit well water could also be used for talisman making and alchemy; the cinnabar used in talisman making required it. Furthermore, regular consumption of spirit well water had certain benefits for cultivation.

Spirit well water was relatively precious and was usually reserved for irrigating herbs or for talisman making and alchemy; few people used it for consumption, as drinking just a little bit was essentially useless.

There was not much spirit well water in the Blue Gourd, only a small bowl's worth, which was a bit extravagant to use for cultivation.

Han Changming poured the spirit well water back into the Blue Gourd, saving it for refining cinnabar.

He put the Blue Gourd and the Spirit Gathering Stone back into his Spirit Beast Bag, sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, and began to meditate.

Not long after, a large patch of yellow mist appeared out of thin air in the room. As if guided by some force, the yellow mist surged toward Han Changming, entering his body through the pores on his skin and vanishing.

The next morning, while eating breakfast, Han Dehai asked, "Changming, where did you go on this trip? What did you learn?"

Han Changming answered truthfully, though he did not mention the existence of the Blue Gourd; it was merely a low-grade first-tier artifact and some spirit well water, nothing worth mentioning.

"Fifth Uncle is truly amazing, killing a high-grade first-tier Demon Ape all by himself. Thirteenth Uncle, Seventh Brother, you didn't see it—I used the Mountain-Shaking Seal to smash the other Demon Ape, but it actually caught it with its hands. Its strength was terrifyingly great. If Eighth Uncle and the others hadn't attacked together, I wouldn't have been able to kill it alone," Han Changming said with an envious tone.

Han Changjiong nodded, stuffed a bun into his mouth, and said, "That's for sure, Fifth Uncle is the head of our Han Clan's Three Heroes. By the way, Ninth Brother, there is a Talisman Maker Exchange Meeting today. Do you want to go? You can exchange ideas with other talisman makers."

Han Changming was tempted and looked at Han Dehai, asking, "Thirteenth Uncle, are you going too?"

"I have some matters to attend to, so you two go ahead. Listen more, watch more, and learn more; resting on one's laurels is not advisable," Han Dehai instructed earnestly.

"Understood, Thirteenth Uncle," Han Changming replied honestly.

After breakfast, Han Changjiong and Han Changming left the Spirit Talisman Pavilion.

Han Changjiong hadn't eaten his fill, so he bought three more baskets of buns on the way. He held the paper bag of buns in his left hand and a steaming bun in his right, stuffing it into his mouth as he walked. His fat wobbled with every step, making him look like a mountain of flesh.

Walking alongside him, Han Changming looked like a bamboo pole.

As they walked, Han Changjiong suddenly stopped, his eyes lighting up with a lecherous expression.

Han Changming followed Han Changjiong's gaze and saw a young woman with a hot figure—ample and fair—making one's mouth go dry just looking at her.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the lecherous Han Changjiong, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation.

"Seventh Brother, I think you should just get married!"

Han Changjiong grinned and said, "I'm still young; it's too early to get married. Let's talk about it in a few years."

"Your little chili pepper is here," Han Changming said, pointing ahead.

Ye Yufeng and Ye Yuyan, the two sisters, walked out of a shop and happened to be heading their way.

Han Changjiong's eyes lit up, and he hurried toward Ye Yufeng.

Han Changming shook his head with a bitter smile and followed.

"Fairy Ye, what a coincidence! Are you two going to the Talisman Maker Exchange Meeting this time?" Han Changjiong asked with a face full of smiles, his gaze sweeping over Ye Yufeng's hot figure.

"Of course. Why? Is your clansman attending too? Is he also a talisman maker?" Ye Yufeng's gaze landed on Han Changming, and she asked curiously.

Han Changming nodded, cupped his hands, and said, "I am indeed a talisman maker. I hope to receive your guidance, Fairy Ye."

Han Changjiong had mentioned that both Ye Yufeng and Ye Yuyan were first-tier talisman makers, with Ye Yufeng being a high-grade first-tier talisman maker.

"Hmph, Fatty Han, I hope you perform better this time." Feeling uncomfortable under Han Changjiong's lecherous gaze, Ye Yufeng dropped this remark and quickened her pace.

Han Changjiong hurriedly followed, while Han Changming just shook his head.

Half a quarter of an hour later, they appeared before a three-story cyan pavilion.

Green Bamboo Pavilion was a teahouse.

A dozen Qi Refining cultivators sat in small groups, sipping tea and chatting.

They did not linger in the lobby and headed straight for the third floor.

There were not many cultivators on the third floor, just two men and one woman. The one with the highest cultivation was a middle-aged man in his early thirties at the eighth level of Qi Refining, who wore a peach blossom pattern on his clothing.

"Fairy Ye, Fellow Daoist Han, you've arrived." A sincere smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face as his gaze landed on Han Changming.

"This is my clansman, Han Changming. Ninth Brother, this is Fellow Daoist Mu Yunxiao. He is the organizer of this Talisman Maker Exchange Meeting. Fellow Daoist Mu's talisman-making skills are quite advanced, so you should ask him for advice later. If Fellow Daoist Mu offers you a few pointers, you will benefit endlessly."

Han Changjiong's flattery made Mu Yunxiao feel very comfortable. Mu Yunxiao smiled slightly and said modestly, "Fellow Daoist Han is too kind. I wouldn't dare to offer pointers; it is merely an exchange between us. Please sit down, have some tea and snacks for now; there are other fellow daoists who haven't arrived yet."

Han Changming and Han Changjiong found an empty table and sat down.

There were seven plates of pastries and a pot of spiritual tea on the table. Han Changjiong did not stand on ceremony, picking up a piece of spiritual cake and tossing it into his mouth.

Han Changming found it a bit strange. The other tables only had two plates of pastries and a pot of spiritual tea, so why did their table have five extra plates?

"Seventh Brother, we didn't sit at the wrong table, did we? Leave some for the others! Don't eat all the snacks," Han Changming said via voice transmission.

"This table is my reserved spot. Why do you think I was flattering him? If you eat someone's food, you'll be soft-spoken; if you take their things, you'll be soft-handed. Eat without worry! Mu Yunxiao is one of the Two Heroes of the Mu Clan and a key talent being cultivated by the Mu family. He doesn't lack these few spirit stones, so eat boldly. We aren't eating for free anyway; when Uncle Thirteen hosted an exchange meeting last time, he ordered a whole table of dishes to treat the other talisman makers," Han Changjiong explained via voice transmission, picking up another pastry and popping it into his mouth.