"Then there's no helping it. Good thing you're on our team. Next, I'll use an obscuring spell to conceal the talismans." As he spoke, Li Qingxian began casting on each person.
Li Qingxian used up three Fortune Fish in total, merging them into his mana and greatly amplifying the spell's power.
Wang Buwu gave a soft cry of surprise. "I never expected your obscuring spell to be this powerful. I can't see through it at all—I can only vaguely sense that something is off."
Li Qingxian smiled but did not answer.
"This spell truly has the power of Middle Rank," said the Dao Cultivator.
Everyone examined it closely, but most could see nothing unusual.
"Next, I'll set up an altar and cast Three Thousand Paths. Please stand at the edge of the courtyard. I'll draw a circle on the ground; do not enter it," Li Qingxian said.
The group promptly spread out.
Li Qingxian pointed his right hand at the ground and walked around the courtyard. Mana burst from his fingertip with a hissing sound, leaving clear scratches across the earth.
After drawing a large circle on the ground, Li Qingxian went to the center of the courtyard and set out an offering table and various ritual implements.
Then, he placed ten jade slips in ten positions: eight around the table, one atop it, and one beneath it.
He placed an imperial decree on each jade slip.
The group stood guard at the entrance, discussing in low voices.
"I've seen Fate Arts Masters at work too, but never one this extravagant. Good heavens, he used ten imperial decrees right off the bat."
"Those ritual implements aren't ordinary either. Did you see those Emperor Coin Swords? They're absolutely antiques. You couldn't buy one for less than forty or fifty thousand taels