Mortal: Starting by looting Han Laomo's entire herb garden

In Khotan City, there was a stall selling talismans on a street corner, surrounded by a crowd.

A gaunt old man was grabbing a young cultivator's sleeve, his voice so loud it could be heard halfway down the street:

"You broke my talisman and you think you can get away? Three hundred spirit stones, not a single one less!"

The young monk argued with a flushed face, but in the end he still lost money and slunk away.

Lu Yan stood in the crowd watching the spectacle unfold, showing no intention of intervening.

He was a human from Earth. Half a month ago, he was lying in bed browsing fan-made content by ordinary people when suddenly everything went black.

Upon waking up, he discovered that he had transmigrated into the body of a disciple of Huangfeng Valley, and was even a registered disciple of Lei Wanhe, the Fatty Lei.

This body has excellent aptitude, possessing a lightning-attribute spiritual root and also the Molten Gold Body, one of the three major human physical constitutions.

He had already reached the thirteenth level of Qi Refining and was about to prepare for Foundation Establishment when he transmigrated the night before his seclusion, or rather, he awakened his memories of his past life.

Seeing that the crowd was gradually dispersing, he stepped forward.

The old man was arranging talismans with his head down when he saw someone approaching out of the corner of his eye. He looked up, about to greet them, but then his expression froze.

The person in front of me looked suspicious no matter how I looked at him. He was completely covered by black cloth, so that I couldn't even see his eyes. He was wearing a large straw hat and a raincoat, which completely concealed his figure.

The old man tentatively asked, "Fellow Daoist, are you here to look at talismans? This old man has a complete selection, and the prices are fair. I wonder if you...?"

Lu Yan didn't speak, but looked down at the pile of talismans, made of yellow paper and cinnabar, with some of them having tiny cracks along the edges.

Ha, isn't this just a tool for extorting people?

He looked up and pointed to a few items in the corner of the shelf: "How much are those?"

The old man followed his finger and smiled, "Those? 100 spirit stones each. How many do you want to buy, fellow Daoist?"

Lu Yan nodded: "I'll take all the talismans on this stall!"

"What?" The old man's eyes widened in surprise, thinking he had misheard, and he couldn't help but ask again, "Fellow Daoist... you want them all?"

"That's right."

The old man gasped, then his eyes lit up as he looked at Lu Yan with the eyes of someone looking at a sucker. No wonder the sea level of the Boundless Sea had dropped so much; it all went into this guy's brain.

But then the old man was overjoyed. He wasn't afraid that the other party would dare to renege on their promise. This was Tiancheng, and if they did, the patrol guards wouldn't be so easily fooled.

"Then how do you plan to pay, fellow Daoist? The talismans on my stall cost at least several hundred thousand spirit stones."

Lu Yan sneered, "Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones? That's utterly ridiculous. These talismans are worth at most tens of thousands."

Without haggling, he flicked his sleeve and tossed over a beautifully crafted wooden box: "The contents of this box are worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones."

Upon hearing this, the old man took the box, opened it with a puzzled look in his eyes, and the next second his eyes widened in disbelief.

A plume of green smoke suddenly shot out of the box, and a foul stench instantly filled the nostrils.

"not good!"

He turned to look at Lu Yan, only to see the other man squat down and scoop up the entire shelf with both hands.

The old man was stunned.

The people around were stunned.

"Give it to me!"

With a loud shout from Lu Yan, he and the shelf vanished into thin air, as if they had never existed.

The old man opened his mouth, looked down at the empty stall, then looked at the people around him, who were also looking at him.

"Robbery...robbery!"

The old man finally realized what was happening and let out a piercing scream: "Someone stole my talisman! Thief!"

The crowd erupted in commotion. Several nearby stall owners rushed over, looking at the empty spot and exchanging bewildered glances.

Where are they?

"I don't know, it was gone in the blink of an eye."

"Without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, it just... just disappeared on the spot."

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Meanwhile, hundreds of thousands of miles away in the Taiyue Mountains.

Lu Yan was hiding in a cave, taking stock of his gains from the trip.

They emptied a stall and obtained more than three thousand talismans.

There are still 174,362 spirit stones left in the storage bag.

Lu Yan pulled an irregularly shaped fragment from his pocket; this was his cheat code.

It resembles neither gold nor wood, has a cool touch, and its fine texture resembles some kind of ancient script.

He had been in this world for half a month, and he had already figured out how to use this thing.

Infusing spiritual energy allows you to be randomly teleported, with no idea where you'll go, and how long you can stay depends entirely on whether you have enough spirit stones.

One spirit stone is consumed every second, and once the spirit stones are exhausted, you will be immediately teleported back.

In addition, stopping the infusion of spiritual energy into the fragments will also result in being teleported back.

He had tried four times before.

The first time I was teleported to the wilderness, there was nothing there, and I ended up picking up a rock to bring back.

After being examined by professionals, it turned out to be just a rock.

He was teleported to the monster's lair a second time; if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would be fertilizer by now.

On my third teleportation, I stole a few medicinal herbs from a garden. Later, I heard rumors that the garden of an elder surnamed Li in Huangfeng Valley had been robbed.

The most memorable was the fourth time, when he fell into the cave of a Qi Refining cultivator, and the unlucky fellow was so frightened that he went into a state of demonic possession.

Lu Yan reacted quickly, grabbing an incense burner from the side and knocking him unconscious. He then searched the man's storage bag and found 170,000 spirit stones, a copy of "The Great Luo Thousand Illusions Technique," and countless pills and magical artifacts.

Looking at his wealth, Lu Yan couldn't think of anyone else but Du Dong, the young master of the Thousand Illusions Sect. So, before leaving, Lu Yan kindly slipped him a Forget-Dust Pill.

"This cheat code makes money pretty fast, but it's a bit dangerous."

Lu Yan clapped his hands, stood up, and put all the talismans into his storage bag. Then, a fireball burned the shelf to ashes.

He walked out of the cave, threw out two talismans that blew the cave apart, and then flew back to his stone house on his sword.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Lu Yan took out the Great Luo Thousand Illusions Manual and flipped through it, a look of joy on his face.

As expected of the Thousand Illusions Sect's supreme technique, it encompasses everything, but unfortunately, it's not suitable for me.

He cultivates the Five Thunder Technique, a thunder-based art, so there's no need for him to switch to this demonic art that focuses on illusion.

"However, although we cannot major in it, we can still learn a thing or two from the secret techniques inside, such as this Illusion Technique."

Once the Illusion Technique is used, one can transform into the appearance of anyone, and even cultivators of a higher level would not be able to distinguish the real from the fake.

Moreover, maintaining the Illusion Technique only requires consuming 20% ​​of one's own mana, making it even more sophisticated than the Transformation Technique in the Profound Yin Technique.

In addition, there is another technique worth studying: the Illusionary Body Technique, which can create an illusory clone that is exactly the same as one's own appearance and aura.

It's very useful for both confusing your opponents and escaping.

Half an hour later, having memorized the incantation, Lu Yan stood up and stretched his limbs.

"Send it again."

A single thought can cause the world to spin.

He landed unsteadily and staggered a couple of steps before regaining his footing.

It was pitch black all around, with only a low fence vaguely visible, and a smell of earth and vegetation filling the air.

"Could this be someone's medicinal herb garden?" Lu Yan's eyes lit up.

He bent down and touched a precious herb. It was a three-hundred-year-old golden thread orchid, in perfect condition.

Here you go, put it directly into the storage bag.

Here's another purple-leaf ginseng, take it!

Lu Yan squatted in the medicinal herb field, looking at each herb one after another.

Moments later, only fresh pits remained on the ground.

Just then, footsteps approached from afar. Lu Yan paused, the footsteps growing closer and closer, accompanied by soft breathing.

Looking at the pile of spiritual herbs in his storage bag, including several that were over eight hundred years old, Lu Yan was quite satisfied.

The wind is strong, let's get out of here!

The next second, the person vanished into thin air, as if they had never existed.

Under the moonlight, Han Li carried a wooden bucket and walked over from the other side of the herb garden. His face suddenly froze.