Li Qingshan returned to his tent, set layer upon layer of restrictions around it, then sat down cross-legged.
He took the dark-gold immortal talisman from his robes and examined it closely.
The talisman was riddled with cracks, dense as a spiderweb. Some ran clear across the paper, as though the slightest touch would crumble it to dust.
Yet the dragon patterns and phoenix script still gave off a heart-stopping aura, incomplete though they were.
"A fourth-grade immortal talisman... perhaps even a fifth-grade one..."
Li Qingshan murmured, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.
A fifth-grade immortal talisman held power on the level of an Immortal Lord!
If he could repair this talisman...
With a thought, he reached out to the Wish-Fulfilling Gourd.
Hum!
An invisible force surged from between his brows, wrapped around the talisman, and drew it into the Wish-Fulfilling Gourd.
The next instant, information entered his mind. The Wish-Fulfilling Gourd told him it was a supreme-grade immortal talisman—and that it could be repaired!
Supreme-grade!
Li Qingshan's heart gave a violent thump!
A supreme-grade immortal talisman was a treasure on the level of a Golden Immortal. One intact talisman held enough power to grievously wound a Golden Immortal, perhaps even kill one!
And though this talisman was so damaged it was nearly falling apart, the Wish-Fulfilling Gourd judged that it could still be repaired!
"Repair it!"
He made the decision without hesitation.
Three days.
In just three days, this supreme-grade immortal talisman would be as good as new.
Then he would have another trump card capable of turning heaven and earth upside down!
"Yun Ping'er, I won't forget this favor."
Li Qingshan took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and went back to refining pills.
But he kept a thread of his attention on the fighting outside the city