Mortal: My name is Ma Liang, and I also possess a magic brush.

Ma Liang saw a groove in the wall where an array was embedded, and without thinking, he poured a wisp of spiritual power into it.

Instantly, a golden light curtain rose from all around, completely enveloping the room and isolating it from the outside world.

He laid the scroll he was holding flat on the ground. It was a roll of plain white silk, perfect for painting.

The swelling pain in his sea of ​​consciousness grew more and more intense. Ma Liang forced himself to maintain his consciousness, and with a flick of his finger, the divine pen that accompanied him floated out.

"We can't pass off this fake as real. Who knows if the shopkeeper has a backdoor in the formation! There seems to be a usage of 'painting without showing' in the original work."

"Draw it, but don't let it come true!" Ma Liang silently prayed to himself. As his magic brush fell, the tip lightly touched the silk cloth, and a pattern of a Soul Nourishing Pill appeared on it.

As expected, the pill existed only in the form of ink painting and did not materialize, and its spiritual essence was also consumed.

Having learned from the precedent, Ma Liang no longer hesitated, and his magic brush flew swiftly across the scroll.

With each stroke of the brush, the divine consciousness stimulated by the medicine was guided and gradually calmed down.

As the last stroke was completed, Ma Liang breathed a long sigh of relief, and the throbbing pain in his head completely disappeared.

After finishing all this, Ma Liang looked at the scroll and saw that it was covered with patterns, containing thirteen Soul Nourishing Pills and two small sword-shaped magical artifacts.

He knew in his heart that as long as he had a thought, these objects in the painting could be transformed into real-size entities, so he wasn't surprised.

After all, in the original story, the wielder of the magic brush could draw an entire ocean and islands on a wall. He was just trying it out, and he didn't expect to actually succeed.

With this start, he felt he could use the magic pen more flexibly from now on.

Ma Liang's gaze fell on the scroll in his hand, looking at the objects depicted on it, and an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"If we resell these painted artifacts, wouldn't we make a fortune in spirit stones?"

But then he thought about it again. The shopkeeper had said that the Soul Condensing Jade Marrow Pill was a rare medicine. If he really wanted to resell it, he wouldn't get many spirit stones and might even get into trouble.

With that thought, he gave up the idea, feeling it was safer to keep it for himself.

The scroll was filled with drawings.

"We'll need to prepare more reels in the future."

As he spoke, he rolled up the scroll and tried to put it into his storage bag, but no matter how he tried to control it with his spiritual power, the scroll seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier and he just couldn't put it in.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Ma Liang tried to put the scroll into the storage bag twice more, but it was blocked by the invisible barrier each time.

His mind raced, and suddenly he understood.

"It seems that the objects in the painting themselves contain spatial power, which is why they cannot be put into the storage bag."

Thinking this, he stopped insisting, grabbed the scroll in his hand, casually deactivated the array restrictions in the room, and pushed the door open to leave.

As soon as the door opened, the shopkeeper was seen pacing anxiously back and forth at the entrance.

Upon seeing Ma Liang emerge, he immediately strode forward to greet him.

"Fellow Daoist Ma! You've finally come out. Are you alright now?"

Ma Liang shook the scroll in his hand. "It's alright now."

He walked back to the table he had been sitting at, flipped his wrist, took out 2,500 low-grade spirit stones from his storage bag, placed them on the table, and then put the remaining four Soul Condensing Jade Marrow Pills into his bag.

"I'll buy this pill."

After saying that, he looked at the shopkeeper and said, "There's one more thing I'd like to ask you for a favor."

The shopkeeper trotted over, "Fellow Daoist, please speak freely. As long as it's within our shop's capabilities, we will do our utmost!"

"Does the shopkeeper have the recipes for Soul Nourishing Pills and Soul Condensing Jade Marrow Pills?"

Drawing pills directly consumes too much spiritual energy, which is not worthwhile. Drawing spiritual herbs and refining them yourself would consume even less spiritual energy, making it much more cost-effective.

From now on, these pills will be his life-sustaining sustenance. Moreover, since creating objects with the divine brush requires a lot of spiritual energy, these pills are just as essential to him as "blue potions" in a game.

"Of course we have them!" The shopkeeper smiled even more eagerly, taking out two pill formulas from his storage bag and handing them directly to Ma Liangmian. "These two pill formulas are inexpensive, only ten low-grade spirit stones will do."

Ma Liang carefully put away the pill formula, his gaze falling on the scroll in his hand. "Shopkeeper, do you take on weapon forging jobs here?"

The shopkeeper patted his chest and replied, "Our shop accepts all kinds of weapon forging orders. Please feel free to give us your instructions!"

Ma Liang nodded, raised his hand to gesture, and said, "Make me a custom-made scroll-like magical artifact. The scroll needs to be large, about half my height in height. As for the width..."

He pointed to the pillar next to him, "It should be a size smaller than this pillar. The fabric should be made of the finest silk, and by the way, make the bottom of the roll red."

The shopkeeper became more and more confused as he listened. In all his years, he had never seen anyone order a ritual implement of such specifications.

But it would be foolish not to make money off spirit stones, regardless of what the customers use them for.

"Alright! Fellow Daoist, rest assured, you can come back in five days to collect it!"

Ma Liang then asked, "How many spirit stones are needed for this weapon forging?"

The shopkeeper pondered for a moment: "It's hard to calculate the exact amount of materials needed right now. Fellow Daoist, could you give me five hundred low-grade spirit stones as a deposit? We can make up the difference later based on the actual materials used, with refunds or additional payments as needed? How about that?"

Ma Liang nodded and replied, "Okay."

After saying that, he took out another five hundred spirit stones from his storage bag and handed them over.

This time I really don't want to buy anything else, "I'll come back in five days."

"Take care, fellow Daoist Ma!"

Ma Liang left Wanbaolou and touched his storage bag.

"No, we need to stock up on more Soul Nourishing Pills."

So he wandered around the market, visiting the medicine shops and small stalls one by one, and even the roadside stalls.

After some searching, they managed to gather a total of sixty-eight Soul Nourishing Pills.

Looking at the plentiful pills in his bag, he finally felt more confident: "These should last me a while."

Ma Liang thought about the more than 7,000 spirit stones he still had in his storage bag and wondered what else he could buy.

Previously, in Wanbaolou, I had touched all the artifacts. If I really needed to use them, I could just draw them directly with the divine brush. It would just consume more Soul Nourishing Pills.

While he was still in a daze, a female cultivator passed by him, holding a brightly colored spirit pet in her arms.

"That's right! We were so focused on preparing the inanimate objects that we forgot about the spirit pets!"

He immediately decided to go to the spirit beast area of ​​the market.

Ma Liang wandered around the market several times and asked passersby for directions before finally finding the spirit beast trading area.

Upon entering, the cries of various mythical beasts rise and fall, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

He squatted in front of a stall, reaching out to tease the little creature in the cage. The stall owner didn't mind; instead, he enthusiastically came over to promote his product.

As soon as Ma Liang touched a snow-white spirit fox, the fox gently rubbed against his fingers. The stall owner immediately laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist, look! My spirit fox has fur as smooth as satin and is full of spirituality. If you give it to your favorite female cultivator, I guarantee it will win her heart and allow you to win the beauty's heart!"

"Buy a spirit fox and give it to a female cultivator?" Ma Liang's lips curled up, and he rubbed his palm against the snow fox's smooth fur. "If a female cultivator is willing to give me this spirit fox, I'll let her take me away."

Upon hearing this, the stall owner swallowed back the sales pitch he was about to make, opening his mouth but unable to utter a word.

Ma Liang didn't linger at the stall; the beasts there were all level one spirit beasts, and they didn't have any special uses.

He then browsed the other stalls, reaching out to touch and pet them as he looked at them.

However, most of these spirit beasts are more like pets; they are docile, but none of them are suitable for fighting.

Ma Liang glanced at the last rabbit spirit pet on the stall, shook his head, and headed straight for the shop with "Bai Shou Tang" written on its door in the distance.