Zhou Chunfeng looked at Li Qingxian and said slowly, "The Fate Arts you used in North Chang City were indeed good. The Night Guard could find no traces. But this is the Divine Capital, where crouching tigers and hidden dragons abound. One careless move could give someone leverage over you."
"I'm confident," Li Qingxian said.
"Give me a brief outline of your plan, and Daren Yan Shixiao and I will work out an approach. Once you raise enough for the bereavement payments, I'll submit a petition during His Majesty's grand birthday celebration to request a seventh-rank Fortune Mandate for you."
Li Qingxian thought for a while, then outlined his plan.
Zhou Chunfeng identified some flaws, and the two discussed how to fix them. Once everything was settled, Zhou Chunfeng went to consult Yan Shixiao.
Li Qingxian took a bronze disc from his Heaven-and-Earth Bracelet and handed it to Zhou Hen.
"Younger Uncle Zhou, help me cleanse this with your true essence. There's something fishy inside."
"Got it from the treasury?" Zhou Hen took the Communication Talisman Disc and infused it with true essence.
After a full hundred breaths and more, Zhou Hen handed it back. "I broke through it."
Li Qingxian used Fate Arts and Daoist arts to inspect it again, then confidently infused it with his own magical power, successfully claiming his first Communication Talisman Disc.
Click...
A slender bronze pillar rose from the center of the talisman disc. Eight fine needles branched out from its top, each like a flagpole, with eight sheets of yellow talisman paper hanging beneath them. The red runes on the paper were dim.
It had only one tier, far inferior to Zhou Chunfeng's three-tiered Communication Talisman Disc.
"Younger Uncle Zhou, give me your contact details," Li Qingxian said.
Zhou Hen took out his