He began to attain enlightenment from the Demonic Sect.

Chapter 8, momentary tension

It was nearly midnight in the wooden house.

"laugh!"

Du Jianyuan watched helplessly as the talisman was burned to a clump of black ash by the evil fire, then sat down cross-legged.

He then picked up the remaining half bowl of rice and ate it, slowly circulating his energy to restore his magical power.

To avoid wasting talisman paper, he tried drawing five Fiery Talismans after returning.

But without exception, they all failed.

"You can't draw these kinds of powerful talismans by just practicing on your own; you need someone to teach you and then you have to master the knack of it yourself."

After drawing it five times, Du Jianyuan had roughly figured out some of the tricks of the trade.

If I continue drawing by force, I estimate I'll have to destroy another fifteen talismans before I can truly figure out the technique.

This low-grade talisman is worth a pound of spirit rice, which he can't bear to part with given his current impoverished state.

"Alright, I'll cultivate for the rest of the night and ask Yan Jun again tomorrow."

After much deliberation, Du Jianyuan decided not to waste any more time.

After all, Yan Jun also hoped that he could draw the talisman as soon as possible, and would never be stingy with the secrets of a mere low-grade Fiery Talisman.

The next morning, Du Jianyuan went to the talisman room to ask for advice.

Yan Jun glanced at him with considerable surprise and chuckled:

"I thought you were going to keep drawing in silence until you gave up, but I didn't expect you to be so smart as to come looking for me."

"Your subordinate humbly requests your guidance, sir."

Du Jianyuan adopted a very humble attitude.

Yan Jun knew he was a smart man and that his intentions had probably been seen through long ago, but he didn't care at all and laughed:

"To draw a talisman for fierce fire, not only must the power of the evil fire be stable and the ink even, but a frame must first be built, a bit of evil fire is placed into it, ignited and sealed, and only then can the talisman be completed."

Upon hearing this, Du Jianyuan's eyes showed a thoughtful expression. Suddenly realizing what was happening, he quickly bowed and said:

"Thank you for your guidance, sir!"

……

After finishing the work, we returned to the cabin.

Du Jianyuan spread out the talisman paper, prepared the spiritual ink, and slowly nurtured it with the power of the evil fire magic.

Once everything was ready, he held his breath and picked up the talisman brush.

Wisps of crimson flame flickered at the tip of the pen and landed on the paper.

The brushstrokes are vigorous and powerful, the fire moves with the heart, and the pressure is just right.

As the fiery aura precisely landed in the right spot, several runes followed closely behind, sealing it securely within.

Soon, a faint, dark red light appeared and quickly disappeared into the talisman.

[Talisman Skill: 5/100 (Low-grade Qi Refining)]

"It's done!"

Du Jianyuan was overjoyed. Having taken this step, drawing the Fiery Talisman next wouldn't be too difficult.

While his hands were still warm, he spread out another sheet of talisman paper and continued to write, while also verifying the handling of some details.

Soon, the second Fiery Talisman was also completed.

But after consuming the spirit rice and regaining his magical power, he failed to draw two pictures in a row.

The third one was barely successful, but it had many flaws.

"With a success rate of 3 out of 5, you can pass the test and become a low-grade talisman master... and after completing your task, you can draw some Fiery Talismans to sell."

Du Jianyuan sat cross-legged, slowly regulating his breathing, and decided not to continue painting.

Strictly speaking, his success rate in obtaining talismans is only 50% now.

But as long as you keep drawing, with the blessing of "heaven rewards diligence," you'll eventually reach 80-90% completion.

At that time, there will be no need to worry about the resources for spiritual practice.

"But we can't be too happy yet..."

Du Jianyuan knew Yan Jun's nature well; the other party would definitely give him extra work on the talisman craftsmanship.

As for how much to add, it all depends on the other person's mood at the time.

"In any case, with the status of a low-grade talisman master, I won't have to clock in at work every day... and I can also move to a place with more spiritual energy."

Du Jianyuan let out a soft breath, picked up the flawed Fire Talisman, and burned it directly.

To prevent Yan Jun from recklessly increasing his dosage, his true success rate had to be concealed.

……

The next morning, in Fu's room.

Du Jianyuan did not go to his workstation as usual, but instead walked through the main hall of the talisman room to Yan Jun, cupping his hands in greeting:

"grown ups."

Yan Jun was drinking tea and reading scriptures when he looked up, frowned, and said:

"Why are you here instead of going to work? Are you so stupid that you can't even draw a proper Fire Talisman?"

"Your subordinate is here to hand over the tally."

"A talisman? What time is it now, you..."

Yan Jun was about to reprimand him instinctively, but then he suddenly remembered something and squinted as he asked:

"Did you draw it as a Fiery Talisman?"

"Exactly."

Du Jianyuan responded, took out a Fiery Talisman from his robes, presented it with both hands, and said:

"I managed to finish the painting last night by sheer luck. Please take a look, sir."

Yan Jun put down the scripture and took the talisman to examine it closely.

Then, he suddenly snatched Du Jianyuan's storage bag, opened it, and glanced at it.

Seeing that there were indeed no signs of hoarding or counterfeiting inside, Yan Jun switched everything back, and couldn't help but sigh:

"He grasped the truth in just one sentence and one night... If you have enough resources, reaching the Foundation Establishment stage is really not a problem."

Upon hearing this, Du Jianyuan immediately and tactfully replied:

"I am deeply grateful for your appreciation and high regard, and I will certainly work even harder to live up to your expectations."

"With those words from you, I might as well try to snatch you away from Senior Sister Ling..."

Yan Jun said with a smile, then waved his hand and said:

"However, if you want to become a low-grade talisman master, you still have to draw two Fiery Talismans in front of me... Remember, it's five talismans to make two!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Jun raised his hand and waved it, and a table landed steadily in front of Du Jianyuan.

"yes!"

Du Jianyuan was not surprised and was quite confident.

Lower-rank talisman masters are required to submit a certain number of talismans each month; failure to do so will result in dismissal. Yan Jun's on-the-spot inspection was in accordance with the rules and not an intentional attempt to make things difficult.

Yan Jun looked at the ordinary talisman pen that the other party had taken out. The pen handle was covered with wear and tear, and he estimated that it would be ruined after another ten or so uses.

After a short while, Du Jianyuan finished adjusting his breathing.

He spread out the talisman paper and began to write.

With a few strokes of the brush, the runes were drawn in one go, and a finished Fiery Talisman was quickly drawn without any pressure.

Yan Jun stared wide-eyed.

He had just realized something and was marveling at the other person's exquisite technique. He was just about to move closer to observe it carefully... and the painting was already finished?

"Never mind, there's still one left, it won't hurt."

Yan Jun sighed silently, already certain that with the other party's talisman skills, passing the test would be no problem at all.

Seeing that Du Jianyuan was about to sit down and meditate, Yan Jun wanted to watch him draw talismans a few more times, so he simply tossed him a pill and said indifferently:

"This is a Rejuvenation Pill. It can restore your strength in an instant, saving you the trouble of adjusting your breathing... Don't waste time, continue."

"Thank you for your generous gift, sir!"

Du Jianyuan stood up and bowed, secretly sighing that he was indeed worthy of being the head of the guild, even using elixirs to draw a low-grade talisman.

He then took the pill and, noticing that his condition was improving, picked up the talisman brush again.

Yan Jun put his hands behind his back, his eyes became serious, and he leaned forward slightly, holding his breath and staring intently at the tip of the pen.

however……

"laugh!"

Halfway through Du Jianyuan's drawing, the tip of his brush suddenly veered off course, and the sinister fire instantly burned the talisman paper to black ash, sending up wisps of choking smoke.

Yan Jun was standing quite close and was caught off guard, inhaling two puffs of smoke. He coughed violently, sat up abruptly, and glared angrily.

"You and him..."

"Sorry, sorry!"

Du Jianyuan said with a look of fear:

"I was a little nervous, and my hand trembled slightly. It was absolutely not intentional!"