Starting as a Son-in-law to Establish an immortal Family

Chapter 43: Middle Grade Talisman Master!_1

Translator: 549690339

Several days later.

Having experienced the exotic pleasure delivered by Hong Yi, Lu Changsheng couldn’t help but admire how different it was when professionally trained women took care of you.

Not only was the experience superb, but it also taught him a lot of new knowledge and techniques.

Moreover, the Charming Lady Elemental Cultivation did indeed have good effects, very nourishing, making him clearly feel his body being conditioned.

However, the two women were after all mere mortals, and the cultivation techniques they practiced were only at the martial level.

This nurturing effect was limited and could not help with his Hundred Refinements Treasure Body Art.

Otherwise, Lu Changsheng felt he might have strayed onto a deviant path.

“Lu Changsheng, oh Lu Changsheng, you have been a bit indulgent these past few days; you cannot continue down this path.”

After enjoying a few more days of indulgent nights, Lu Changsheng sat by the bed, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

He also somewhat understood why ancient emperors would become addicted to the pleasures of women.

His original wives were all proper ladies from good families.

Nothing like the two women sent by Hong Yi, who had been taught from a young age how to serve a man, knowing so many soul-consuming techniques and variations.

However, Lu Changsheng was after all the person who once ranked first at the ‘Questioning Heart Platform’ assessment in the Immortal Sects.

With a heart set on the Dao, a will as firm as iron, how could he succumb to such allurements?

“Hong Yi, oh Hong Yi, you actually used this to test me, which transmigrator couldn’t withstand such a test?”

Lu Changsheng let out a light snort, got out of bed, and got dressed.

Feeling that the time was right, he drew a somewhat hastily drawn, First Grade Middle Grade Talisman, the Fire Cloud Talisman, in the study.

He then went to tell Lu Bo that he was capable of drawing First Grade Middle Grade Talismans.

Lu Bo had just returned from inspecting the spiritual fields and was astonished when he heard the purpose of Lu Changsheng’s visit.

He looked at Lu Changsheng with some disbelief and said, “You mean you can draw Middle Grade Talismans now?”

Seeing Lu Bo’s expression, Lu Changsheng was reminded of two years ago when he told Uncle Fu that he could draw First Grade Talismans.

The expression on Uncle Fu’s face at the time was much like Lu Bo’s now.

He took out the Talisman he had prepared, nodded, and said, “Yes, Lu Bo, this is the First Grade Middle Grade Talisman I have drawn—the Fire Cloud Talisman!”

Lu Bo took the Talisman and checked it.

He confirmed it was indeed a First Grade Middle Grade Talisman, the Fire Cloud Talisman.

He couldn’t help but swallow hard and said, “If I’m not mistaken, it hasn’t been two years since you moved to Qingzhu Valley, has it?”

“There are still sixteen days left before it’s been two years.”

Lu Changsheng pondered for a moment before replying.

“Tsk!”

Lu Bo clicked his tongue, truly at a loss for words.

As the steward of Qingzhu Valley, he naturally understood what it meant to go from an Elementary Talisman Master to a Middle Grade Talisman Master in two years’ time.

For such a person, there were only two words—genius!

A true Talisman-making genius!

Lu Bo pondered for a moment and said, “Lu Changsheng, would it be possible for you to draw another Fire Cloud Talisman for me to see right now?”

He naturally believed that Lu Changsheng would not deceive him in such a matter.

But the news was so astonishing that he couldn’t help but want to observe directly and verify it for himself.

“No problem.”

“However, my success rate for the Fire Cloud Talisman is not very high at the moment.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Changsheng nodded and said.

He moved to a desk, took out a set of Talisman-making tools from his Storage Bag, spread out the Talisman paper, and began making the Talisman.

Lu Bo quietly stood by, observing Lu Changsheng as he began drawing the Fire Cloud Talisman with a golden Talisman brush in hand.

He could see that Lu Changsheng’s hand was very steady, especially steady, and the Spiritual Power on his Talisman brush was also very stable.

It’s just that when outlining the Talisman lines, he seemed not quite proficient enough—every time at the turn, there would be some jolts, causing instability in the Spiritual Power.

Then, the Talisman paper, which had been mostly outlined by Lu Changsheng, suddenly “poofed” up in smoke.

It was a failure.

Lu Bo didn’t interrupt Lu Changsheng with any noise.

He watched as Lu Changsheng took out another piece of Talisman paper and began drawing again.

After four failed attempts, under the watchful eye of Lu Bo, Lu Changsheng finally, albeit with some fumbling, managed to successfully draw the Fire Cloud Talisman.

Seeing the successful talisman formation, Lu Bo took a deep breath

He still found it a bit unbelievable.

“Lu Bo.”

Lu Changsheng also exhaled deeply, looking tiredly at Lu Bo.

Even though it was all an act, drawing so many talismans was not a small drain on his spiritual power and mental spirit.

With his current peak Third Level Energy Refinement cultivation level, he could draw at most five or six middle-grade talismans a day.

Any more would be somewhat overwhelming for him.

“Changsheng, you’ve worked hard,”

Lu Bo recalled that Lu Changsheng only had a cultivation level of Third Level Qi Refinement.

Drawing four talismans at once must have significantly drained his spiritual power and mental spirit.

He immediately took out a jade-green bamboo tube from his storage bag and handed it to Lu Changsheng, saying, “This is the Biyu Bamboo Wine I brewed myself; try it. It nourishes the body and relieves fatigue.”

“Thank you, Lu Bo.”

Lu Changsheng took the bamboo tube, opened the cap, and saw a clear jade-green liquid inside, exuding a thick, fragrant aroma of alcohol.

“Spiritual wine? Lu Bo, are you a wine master?”

Lu Changsheng recognized at a glance that the Biyu Bamboo Wine was a type of spiritual wine.

In the hundred arts of cultivation, there is a skill called wine brewing which can produce spiritual wines for cultivators to drink.

The effects of spiritual wine are somewhat similar to elixir medicines, but in terms of the variety of effects, they are far less than those of elixir medicines.

However, compared to elixirs, spiritual wines boast a good taste and can be used to entertain guests and lighten the mood.

Moreover, their effects are milder, essentially non-toxic, without any side effects, unlike elixir medicines which can have elixir toxicity. Overconsumption could even lead to a resistance.

“Hehe, I can hardly be considered a wine master; I just enjoy it, so I learned how to brew this kind of spiritual wine,”

Lu Bo laughed and waved his hand as he spoke.

Lu Changsheng nodded, took a delicate sip of the wine, and savored its flavor.

He found the Biyu Bamboo Wine exceptionally good; it wasn’t at all spicy but had a gently fragrant and mellow taste, prompting him to take a few more sips.

After the wine entered his stomach, it generated a warm current in his lower abdomen, seemingly reducing his fatigue.

“The taste of my wine isn’t bad, right?”

Lu Bo looked at Lu Changsheng and said with a smile.

“It’s more than good, it’s the first time I’ve tasted such fine wine,”

Lu Changsheng spoke truthfully.

He didn’t drink alcohol regularly and didn’t quite fancy it.

But he found this wine to his liking.

Not only did it taste good, but its effects were also excellent, nourishing his body in a way he could clearly feel.

“Hehe, although the wine is tasty, it has quite the kick. Drink only a third of it; any more and you might get drunk,”

“Go back and rest well, I’ll go and report this matter to the Family Head,”

Lu Bo said, still smiling.

“Lu Bo, I’m wondering if you have more of this spiritual wine for sale?”

Lu Changsheng asked.

He could feel the body-nourishing effects of the spiritual wine.

If he drank it regularly, it might aid in his cultivation of the Hundred Refinements Treasure Body Art.

Plus, the wine’s fatigue-relieving effect was handy for when talisman making was exhausting or merely to enhance the atmosphere in the evenings.

“I don’t have much of this Biyu Bamboo Wine; I brew it mainly for personal consumption,”

Lu Bo shook his head and said, “However, this Biyu Bamboo Wine is made mainly from the Biyu Spiritual Bamboo grown by our own Lu Family, and the fifth elder brews a batch every year to sell.”

“If you want to buy some, you can purchase it from the fifth elder. He also has other types of spiritual wine,”

Lu Bo offered.

“The fifth elder, huh,”

“Thank you, Lu Bo,”

Lu Changsheng nodded upon hearing this.

He planned to visit the fifth elder later to see if he could buy some spiritual wine.

Afterward, Lu Changsheng took his leave.

Lu Bo also left home to report to Lu Yuanding about the matter.