Burial Furnace

"How ancient?" Zhang Yuan remained calm and composed, picking up his teacup and taking another sip.

"No one knows exactly how old it is," Dia said. "But this talisman can absorb a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, increasing its power and unleashing an incredibly terrifying attack. Although it is slow and has major flaws, it is very suitable for attacking enemy defensive formations, sturdy fortifications, and monster lairs."

She paused, then added, "We consulted ancient texts, and it should be the legendary Mountain-Crushing Talisman."

Actually, this talisman was obtained by cultivators from the Spirit Talisman Pavilion while exploring an ancient forbidden area. Many high-level talisman masters studied it carefully for a period of time and have already created it; it will soon be available for sale throughout the continent.

As she said this, her gaze swept across Zhang Yuan's face, seemingly observing his reaction.

This was a test.

To test Zhang Yuan's background.

If he can't even comprehend the Mountain-Crushing Talisman, then he's probably not some senior expert.

At that time, the Spirit Talisman Pavilion can directly send out its top experts to wipe out the crematorium with a single slap and also kill Zhang Yuan.

After all, the Lingfu Pavilion Merchant Guild would not allow a fake Mahayana cultivator to openly run a crematorium and steal the business of cremation talismans—even if he had the Saintess Sect behind him.

Its authority cannot be challenged, and its monopoly will never be loosened.

Conversely, if he can truly comprehend it, then the Spirit Talisman Pavilion will choose to befriend him.

After all, it's always better to be on good terms with a senior who has reached the Mahayana stage than to be on bad terms with him.

At most, it will only slightly affect the sales of cremation talismans; it won't have a significant impact on the entire Lingfu Pavilion Chamber of Commerce's massive talisman business.

"Mountain-Crushing Talisman? Heh, a very simple thing. Useless." Zhang Yuan was no fool, of course. He immediately realized that this was a test, a probe.

He picked up the talisman and pretended to examine it. The intricate lines made him dizzy, but he remained expressionless, as if he were looking at a trivial trinket.

Then, with a thought, a fireball appeared in his hand, and he threw the talisman into it.

The talisman curled, charred, and turned to ashes in the flames.

Daiya's brow twitched, but she didn't stop her.

She wanted to see if the old man was just bluffing.

A faint surge of primordial power rushed in and entered Zhang Yuan's body, carrying a large amount of information and merging into his memories.

He seemed to have transformed into a very ancient middle-aged talisman master, sitting in a simple thatched hut, holding a talisman pen, drawing a mountain-crushing talisman on a piece of talisman paper.

The lines of the runes slowly extended on the talisman paper, intertwining into a complex pattern. Every arc and every turn contained some kind of mysterious law.

The essence flowing from the tip of the brush, in varying shades and tones, requires meticulous attention to detail, and there can be no room for error.

If there is any mistake, the entire talisman will be ruined, wasting the talisman paper and ink.

The entire process took an extremely long time, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the middle-aged talisman master's forehead, but his hand never trembled...

Zhang Yuan regained consciousness and had completely grasped the drawing method!

However, his skill level was too low to be able to draw it.

After all, this is a high-level talisman.

Only cultivators at the Golden Core stage are qualified to draw them, and it's easy to produce useless talismans.

Perhaps this is why it was lost.

"Senior, please give me some pointers." Seeing that Zhang Yuan had burned the talisman but remained silent, Daiya sneered inwardly and immediately took out a set of talisman-drawing tools from her spatial ring and placed them on the coffee table.

That set of tools was extremely advanced; the pen handle was made from the bone of some kind of spirit beast, and the bristles at the tip were made from the hair of some rare spirit beast.

The talisman paper was not ordinary yellow paper, but a kind of paper with a faint silver sheen, fine texture, and excellent toughness.

The talisman ink emitted a rich spiritual energy fluctuation, indicating that it contained some kind of precious spiritual material.

Zhang Yuan secretly marveled at how formidable Lingfu Pavilion's probing was.

If I can't draw it myself, I'm afraid I'll be in big trouble.

Fortunately, I learned how to reduce lifespan using the principles of Heaven and Earth.

This trick can be used in any situation.

This includes drawing talismans—using one month of one's lifespan in exchange for the immense spiritual power of a Golden Core cultivator, thereby creating high-level talismans.

So he casually picked up the brush, dipped it in the talisman ink, took a deep breath, and secretly performed the first move of the Heaven and Earth Life Reduction Technique.

Instantly, his aura surged.

A tremendous aura erupted from his body, as if a sleeping beast had suddenly awakened.

His eyes became sharp as knives, his wrists became steady as mountains, and his mental strength soared to an incredible height in that instant—the mental strength that only a Golden Core cultivator possessed.

Daiya was terrified.

This old man is indeed a senior expert, playing the game of the mortal world!

The claim of being at the fifth level of Qi Refining was a complete fabrication!

Zhang Yuan ignored her shock; his entire focus was on the talisman brush in his hand.

The talisman brush seemed to come alive in his hands, its tip moving smoothly across the talisman paper, leaving behind perfect lines.

The lines intertwined to form a complex runic pattern, each stroke precise and without the slightest deviation.

But he was also secretly nervous.

Even the experienced middle-aged talisman master mentioned in the previous information had a 30% failure rate.

As the last stroke was made, a dazzling light shone on the talisman, and a powerful surge of spiritual energy emanated from it.

The Mountain Collapse Talisman has been successfully drawn.

He even felt he still had energy left.

So he immediately picked up his pen again and drew a second one.

It was completed in one go, and it was equally flawless.

Two Mountain-Crushing Talismans lay quietly on the coffee table, emitting faint fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Then, his aura plummeted, and he reverted to being an old man at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Daiya, however, dared not underestimate or neglect the situation.

It should be noted that even Duanmu Lingtian spent an hour studying the talisman before he finally understood it and successfully drew it.

Duanmu Lingtian is a Grand Cultivator at the Integration Realm!

Therefore, this old man is undoubtedly at the Mahayana stage, and there is absolutely no way he could be wrong.

Her attitude instantly became more respectful, even showing a hint of intimacy.

"Senior, please teach me..." Daiya immediately stood up, walked to Zhang Yuan's side, hugged his arm, and gently shook it while acting coquettishly.

Her voice was exceptionally sweet and coquettish, as if it had been coated with honey.

The second plan is now being implemented—to completely befriend Zhang Yuan and turn hostility into friendship.

Zhang Yuan felt the softness against his arm and breathed in the alluring fragrance, feeling incredibly happy.

Successfully showed off.

We no longer need to worry about the threat from the Spirit Talisman Pavilion.

Now I can run the crematorium with peace of mind, earning spirit stones, lifespan, and talent.