Steady Mortal Path: Starting from Obtaining the Golden Core Inheritance

Chapter 201 Using Talismans to Destroy Enemies

“Fellow Daoists of the Fengling Merchant Guild, we are only after your wealth. If you cease your resistance and hand over your goods, I can guarantee with my own integrity that you will be allowed to leave safely.”

Among the cultivators, one of the two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, an old man with a black beard, looked at the old man opposite him and Zhao Wanning, and stroked his beard and smiled with a tone of confidence.

In his view, the old man surnamed Wang in the caravan was not worth the death, but Zhao Wan Ning was exceptionally beautiful, and he had heard that she did not like men, which could arouse the desire to conquer a certain type of man.

If we could capture her, seal her magic power, and then rent her out to some forces that specialize in buying and selling female cultivators, that would be a steady stream of income.

The benefits it can generate far exceed the value of the person who established the foundation.

"Hmph, Black Wind Venerable is infamous among cultivators. When has he ever had any credibility?"

Inside the caravan, an elderly man surnamed Wang scoffed and said disdainfully.

But in private, he secretly restored his magical power, secretly observed the surrounding cultivators, and pondered how to create an opportunity for Zhao Wan Ning to escape.

He was already an elderly cultivator, his physical functions had greatly declined, and he was no longer in his prime; his death was not a pity.

Zhao Wanning was someone she had watched grow up since childhood, and she was exceptionally talented in both aptitude and the ability to manage a caravan.

He is the best candidate to succeed Feng Baiying Zhenren in taking charge of the branch in the future, and we must not let him be lost here.

However, just as both sides were preoccupied with their own thoughts, they suddenly sensed a violent fluctuation of spiritual energy coming from not far away.

The fluctuation of spiritual energy was so great that it far exceeded that of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators. Even the only three late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators present couldn't help but be moved by it.

"This is... a power fluctuation comparable to that of a Pseudo-Core Formation cultivator!"

Black Wind Master's pupils suddenly dilated, reflecting huge vines shimmering with emerald green!

"Watch out! That's a 'quasi-third-tier' spell talisman!"

Black Wind Master reacted the fastest, shouting as he began to use his strongest defensive measures.

With a solemn expression, he carefully took out a translucent, earth-yellow talisman, and after a moment of painful regret, decisively activated it.

In an instant, a large amount of sand and soil emanated from the talisman, gathering around Black Wind Master and forming an incredibly sturdy earth-attribute magic shield.

"Hehe, you're not the only one with 'quasi-third-tier' spell runes!"

After activating the 'quasi-third-tier' defensive magic shield, Black Wind Master felt slightly more at ease.

But the surrounding cultivators didn't react so quickly.

A rich, verdant wood attribute erupted, and countless thorny, resilient vines instantly rose within a radius of five or six zhang, transforming into agile, large snakes that climbed towards the nearest cultivators!

One of the early Foundation Establishment cultivators reacted a little slower and was directly pierced through the abdomen by the vine. Within a few breaths, the vine absorbed all the blood in his body, leaving only a lifeless, dried corpse that fell to the ground.

The remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators were mostly bound by this 'quasi-third-tier' wood-attribute spell.

"How is this possible? How can a 'quasi-third-tier' spell talisman have such power!"

Master Black Wind looked at the defensive talisman in his hand, which had dimmed considerably, with disbelief.

He was surprised to find that the power of this wood-attribute spell was greater than that of a normal 'quasi-third-tier' spell!

'call! '

Next came the 'quasi-third-tier' spell runes with wind and fire attributes.

A hurricane, carrying numerous sharp wind blades and measuring three to four zhang in diameter, roared towards Black Wind Master and his companions.

Furthermore, streams of scorching red flames were swept into the hurricane, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

The fire, aided by the wind, became even more powerful!

When the wind and fire 'quasi-third-tier' spell runes are activated together and merge with each other, they actually faintly reach the power of a true third-tier spell rune!

"What a powerful spell!"

The elderly man surnamed Wang felt a jolt in his heart as he watched, his aged face showing surprise.

As a steward of the Fengling Chamber of Commerce, he had seen some 'quasi-third-tier' spell talismans.

However, the three 'quasi-third-tier' spell talismans that Zhao Wanning activated at this moment were clearly of higher quality and more powerful!

The cultivators, already bound by numerous wooden vines, were instantly engulfed by the combined wind and fire spells.

Under the powerful spell bombardment, the Black Wind Master's 'quasi-third-tier' earth-attribute magic shield was immediately broken. He himself was cut into pieces by countless tiny wind blades and burned by crimson flames. Only a pile of black ash and a lonely storage bag were buried in the ashes.

……

The border region of the cultivation world in Yue Kingdom.

A flash of green light disappeared in an instant, weaving through the towering mountains.

Suddenly, the streak of light paused slightly, revealing the figure of a young man in white.

"over there!"

Following the approximate location given by Ning Jing, Lin Changsheng, who was searching around, paused in his flight and looked in a certain direction.

Just now, a huge fluctuation of spiritual energy from heaven and earth was faintly felt from a place not far from here.

Lin Changsheng changed direction and flew towards the direction from which the strange movement came.

With a specific direction in mind, they flew at full speed and arrived at the scene in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

From a distance, the scene was extremely tragic.

The cultivators dressed in the robes of the Fengling Merchant Guild lay sprawled on the ground.

Only an old man and a young boy remained, struggling to keep going.

Of the two, the woman whose long dress was stained with blood was Zhao Wanning.

Although the woman appeared to be in extremely poor condition with disordered breathing, it was mostly due to excessive consumption of her magical power, causing her to be slightly out of control. She was not in any immediate danger.

Seeing this, Lin Changsheng felt relieved and turned his gaze to the cultivator opposite him.

Some charred vines still remained around, and the scorched earth bore scratches of varying depths.

Only three of the Tribulation Cultivators survived, the highest of whom was at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and they were currently besieging Zhao Wanning and her companion.

"It seems that this woman found an opportunity to activate the 'quasi-third-tier' talisman and wiped out the main force among the tribulation cultivators."

In a short while, Lin Changsheng had deduced most of the battle situation by observing the scene.

However, Zhao Wanning and her companion are in such poor condition that they have almost lost all ability to resist.

In contrast, the three cultivators who had undergone tribulation seemed to have escaped the attack of the magical talismans, suffering only minor injuries.

They still retain their fighting strength.

Lin Changsheng didn't delay any longer and leaped over to the top of the battlefield.

"It's Master Lin!"

Zhao Wanning, who was struggling to hold on below, noticed the movement, looked up, and saw the white-clad figure standing in mid-air on the flying boat.

Her pale, delicate face revealed a look of relief at surviving a disaster.

In mid-air, Lin Changsheng formed hand seals, with a pure, light green aura of magic swirling around his hands.

The next moment, three mechanical puppets fell from the airship.

The puppet was large and strong, taller and stronger than a normal man.

The other puppet is slender and depicts a delicate woman.

The third puppet was rather strange, with three heads and seven legs, and two wings on its back. Its appearance was abstract and the ugliest.