Mortal: Fairy Song Yu has issued you a task.

Chapter 19 The Talisman Treasure is in Hand

Lin Jingchu was about to activate his flying artifact when he suddenly stopped, a surge of annoyance rising within him. When had he offended this scion of a powerful family, to be so aggressive?

Fine, I'm an extraterrestrial demon with cheat codes, this native will see!

Lin Jingchu felt a surge of self-comfort, thinking "Don't underestimate a young man's potential," and was about to leave, swallowing his anger.

"So what if one's aptitude is ordinary?" A deep, aged voice suddenly rang out. "Of all the arts of cultivation, whether it be alchemy, talismans, formations, or artifacts, as long as one achieves something, it is the right path. Why be so fixated on the merits of one's spiritual roots?"

Hearing the sound, everyone looked over and saw an old man dressed in a satin blue brocade robe, with gray hair and beard, who had silently appeared behind the three of them.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at everyone with a gentle yet authoritative gaze.

"Greetings, Elder Feng!" All the disciples present bowed in greeting.

The visitor was none other than Feng Zhuohe, the true master of Tianquan Peak.

Feng Zhuohe glanced indifferently at the Meng siblings: "The reason why Luoyun Sect has been able to stand strong to this day is because it embraces all rivers and treats everyone equally. It seems that Junior Brother Meng Yanzhou's guidance of the younger generation in the clan is still insufficient."

Meng Guanyun and Meng Yao turned pale and looked embarrassed. They quickly lowered their heads and replied, "Elder is right. We know we were wrong and will keep it in mind."

Lin Jingchu, standing to the side, was secretly surprised. He hadn't expected the Peak Master of Tianquan Peak to step in and smooth things over. After all, he had only seen Elder Feng a handful of times, mostly just from afar.

Feng Zhuohe turned his gaze around, and the disciples who had been watching the show immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

He shook his head and turned his gaze back to the three people in front of him: "Alright, everyone go and get on with your business. Don't waste time here unnecessarily."

Meng Yao and Meng Guanyun felt as if they had been granted a pardon and bowed to take their leave.

Lin Jingchu also solemnly bowed to Feng Zhuohe in thanks, then rode the Cloud-Piercing Leaf and turned to leave.

After being "encouraged" by his Uncle Meng, he now only wanted to go back immediately and completely conquer that teleportation array diagram.

In the misty sky, only Feng Zhuohe stood alone.

He couldn't help but sigh, muttering to himself, "The sect has been at peace for too long, and the atmosphere is becoming increasingly restless. But that kid, though his talent is mediocre, is quite calm and collected. Let's see what his future holds."

Previously, a nephew in the clan had mentioned that one of his disciples, who was in charge of external affairs, had ordinary spiritual roots but was diligent in his cultivation and showed particular talent in array formations, making him a promising candidate.

After the incident at the Sword Tempering Cave, he paid special attention to this disciple. Today, when they met by chance, he helped him out of the predicament.

Of course, even if one didn't know this disciple, given his nature, he would still speak up to stop him.

On the other side, Meng Guanyun, who had slunk away, returned to his usual self after flying a distance.

He asked casually, "Xiao Yao, you just said that Junior Sister Song is in seclusion? Why haven't you mentioned it before?"

Meng Yao scoffed inwardly. Her cousin had just been righteously criticizing others, but now he was eager to find out about Song Yu.

She remained expressionless and casually said, "I only just found out myself."

"Then...where is Junior Sister in seclusion?"

"How could I know? I'm merely handling some trivial matters temporarily. If you really want to know, cousin, why don't you ask my master?"

Meng Guanyun choked upon hearing this. He didn't have the guts to do it, so he could only say awkwardly, "I was just asking casually, out of concern for my fellow disciples."

Meng Yao ignored him and flew straight towards Bai Feng Peak.

Once Meng Yao's figure disappeared and no one was around, Meng Guanyun's mask could no longer be maintained, and his expression instantly darkened: "Bah! She's just relying on her mutated spiritual root aptitude..."

Although he appears to be successful, as a direct descendant of the Meng family, he has already achieved the Foundation Establishment stage at a young age and holds the position of "Supervisor" in the General Affairs Hall, seemingly with a bright future ahead of him.

In reality, although he possessed dual spiritual roots, the quality of his spiritual roots was only average, far inferior to those of geniuses. Otherwise, why would he have been preoccupied with sect affairs during the early stages of Foundation Establishment?

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At the foot of Tianquan Peak, there is a small courtyard with blue bricks.

"Junior Brother Zhou, why has Junior Brother Lin been in seclusion for so long this time? Is something wrong?"

A senior student from the same department as Lin Jingchu asked with some concern.

Zhou Qinghe's face also showed worry. That day, as soon as Lin Jingchu returned from the main peak, he bought him a pill to abstain from grains, and then stayed in the inner room, which was less than two zhang in size, for more than ten days.

"He said he wanted to study some important formations," Zhou Qinghe said uncertainly.

"Squeak—"

The door, which had been closed for a long time, finally opened, and Lin Jingchu, with his hair disheveled and his chin and cheeks covered in stubble, walked out.

Although he looked exhausted, his eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Junior Brother Lin, you've finally come out!" Zhou Qinghe and another senior brother spoke at the same time, their faces full of concern.

Lin Jingchu smiled at his two senior brothers, his voice slightly hoarse from not speaking for a long time: "Thank you for your concern, senior brothers. I have been in seclusion studying a formation, and today I have finally succeeded."

"Junior brother, you should also take care of your health. There's no need to push yourself so hard." Zhou Qinghe saw that although he looked haggard, he was still in good spirits and there was nothing seriously wrong, so he just gave him a word of advice.

"Junior brother understands."

Zhou Qinghe nodded to his senior brother and then went about their business.

Lin Jingchu stood in the courtyard and took a few deep breaths of the fresh air, which carried the fragrance of grass and trees.

Immediately, he used magic to cleanse himself of the dust and grime, and then stepped onto the Cloud Piercing Leaf and headed towards the sect's market.

About half an incense stick later, inside that elegant room of Jubaolou.

Lin Jingchu pushed a jade slip forward: "I have successfully completed my mission."

Uncle Ye immediately grabbed the jade slip and eagerly immersed his divine sense into it.

Suddenly, a complete array diagram with a grand structure and clear lines appeared before his "eyes".

On the array diagram, the intricate and profound array patterns are nested layer upon layer, interlocking perfectly, appearing flawless.

In addition to the array diagram, the jade slip also contained a detailed list of repair materials and steps.

"Good! Good! Good!" Uncle Ye exclaimed three times, his face full of excitement and admiration. "Thank you for your hard work, Nephew Lin!"

He readily took out the "Blazing Sun Banner" talisman and solemnly placed it in front of Lin Jingchu.

"Thank you, Uncle-Master!" Only after obtaining the talisman did Lin Jingchu feel at ease.

Before he arrived, he was worried that the other party would delay payment under the pretext of "needing to verify that the formation is indeed effective".

The transaction was completed, and both parties enjoyed themselves. Lin Jingchu politely declined Uncle Ye's invitation to stay for tea and took his leave.

Walking on the bustling streets of the market, Lin Jingchu felt relaxed all over.

He strolled leisurely, wandering aimlessly, and when he passed a medicine shop, a thought suddenly struck him.

"I already had over five hundred low-grade spirit stones. If I sell this talisman and buy a Foundation Establishment Pill, plus the Foundation Establishment Pill I was previously rewarded for my merits..."

"Two Foundation Establishment Pills! Let's give it a shot, maybe we'll succeed in Foundation Establishment?!"

With that thought in mind, he lost all interest in wandering around and immediately mounted the Cloud-Piercing Leaf, flying swiftly back towards Tianquan Peak.

After all, he had only recently broken through to the twelfth level of Qi Refining and still needed to refine and solidify his skills.