Nangong Zhen looked at Xu Qingtong, seeming to doubt his ability to understand. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "The former is a passing guest; the latter is a host!"
Hearing this, Xu Qingtong could not help feeling doubtful. He asked hesitantly, "Could I become an instructor at Juxian Academy like you, Brother Nangong?"
"As long as you have a special skill and pass the academy's assessment, you can become an instructor!" Nangong Zhen said. "I see that you have profound attainments in puppets. Passing the assessment shouldn't be difficult!"
Xu Qingtong scratched his head and said, somewhat embarrassed, "To tell you the truth, Brother Nangong, I obtained my puppets by chance in a cave abode left behind by an ancient cultivator. As for making puppets, I don't know the first thing about it!"
Nangong Zhen frowned at this. "If that's the case, things will be somewhat difficult! Brother Chen Yu, are there any other arts you're proficient in?"
Xu Qingtong thought for a moment and said, "I studied talisman crafting in my early years and later learned alchemy. I've also done a little research into artifact refining!"
Nangong Zhen laughed heartily. "I never imagined you were a man of so many talents, Brother Chen Yu! But how far have you advanced in these Daoist arts?"
"I know a little of each, but I've only skimmed the surface!" Xu Qingtong said.
"Do you have any talismans, elixirs, or magical artifacts you made yourself? Bring them out and let me have a look!" Nangong Zhen asked.
After a moment's thought, Xu Qingtong took out the Blood-Soul Restriction Talisman, a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill, and the Houtu Seal, and handed them to Nangong Zhen.
"Brother Nangong, I made all of these myself. My skills are limited, so please don't laugh at me!"