Chapter 7 of 10

Chapter 7

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"Whew..."

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, his hands forming seals one by one, controlling the soul power within his body to condense the attack patterns of the Golden Needle Talisman.

The Golden Needle Talisman could be considered the lowest-level attack talisman, composed of two attack patterns.

However, Ye Chenfeng's realm was too low, and his soul power was too weak, making it very difficult to condense the patterns. If it weren't for the fact that the Soul Devouring Technique he cultivated was incredibly powerful, with a recovery speed far surpassing that of ordinary soul techniques, his realm and strength would not have been able to support the consumption required to condense the patterns.

After about half an hour, two attack patterns were condensed into the yellow jade talisman paper, forming a fine and blurry golden needle.

Condensing the patterns was just the first step. To make the Golden Needle Talisman have terrifying attack power, it was necessary to condense materials such as the blood of fierce beasts, Heavenly Star Sand, and premium cinnabar into the patterns, to unleash their greatest strength.

"Beast Blood Condensation."

Ye Chenfeng closed his eyes to recover the consumed soul power, then released soul power into the beast blood, gradually fusing it into the patterns according to the method of condensing the Golden Needle Talisman.

As the seals formed by his hands became faster, the beast blood seemed to come alive, quickly condensing in mid-air and surging into the patterns.

Although the Golden Needle pattern was small, the power it contained after fusing with the beast blood was astonishing. Ye Chenfeng had no doubt that if the Golden Needle pattern was successfully condensed, it would be enough to instantly kill an ordinary幻兽师 (Illusion Beast Master).

After about ten minutes, Ye Chenfeng felt the beast blood talisman gradually stabilize, and he began to incorporate other materials into the patterns.

The continuous fusion process was the most difficult and critical part of making the talisman. Any slight mistake would result in failure.

At first, under the control of Ye Chenfeng's soul power, the fusion of the talisman went smoothly, but as his soul power rapidly depleted, he began to struggle, and his soul showed a slight fluctuation.

This slight fluctuation directly led to the failure of the talisman fusion, turning it into ashes.

"Failed."

Looking at the yellow jade talisman paper that had turned to ashes, Ye Chenfeng sighed helplessly. Three thousand taels of silver had gone down the drain, and in normal times, he wouldn't spend that much in a year.

"Making talismans is really expensive; ordinary people can't afford it at all." Ye Chenfeng shook his head, muttering to himself with a pained expression.

Having experienced one failure, Ye Chenfeng immediately summarized the reasons for his failure and identified the shortcomings and problems in his talisman-making process.

Since his soul power couldn't be increased in a short time, he had to minimize mistakes and save unnecessary soul power consumption to have any hope of success.

After about an hour, Ye Chenfeng's soul power had fully recovered, and he had adjusted his state to the best. When the time was right, he began his second attempt at making the Golden Needle Talisman.

Although Ye Chenfeng had summarized the reasons for his failure, he still failed at the last moment due to a lack of soul power, causing a small deviation that led to a failure in the fusion of the patterns.

"Failed again, another three thousand taels of silver gone." Looking at the Golden Needle pattern that had turned to ashes, Ye Chenfeng felt like crying.

"Bang... Failed."

"Failed again..."

"Failed again!!"

While summarizing his experience, Ye Chenfeng continued to make the Golden Needle Talisman, but his luck was really bad, and he failed eight times in a row, almost depleting the materials needed to make the Golden Needle Talisman.

However, with eight failures, Ye Chenfeng's technique for condensing patterns became much more proficient, and his speed increased significantly.

In just twenty minutes, he had condensed the soul power patterns into the yellow jade talisman paper and began to control the beast blood, Heavenly Star Sand, and other materials to fuse them into the patterns.

During the fusion process, Ye Chenfeng, whose soul power was severely depleted, felt dizzy again, causing the Golden Needle pattern to become slightly chaotic, nearly leading to another failure.

In a panic, Ye Chenfeng bit his tongue hard, trying to regain his composure and control his soul power to stabilize the chaotic pattern at all costs.

"Whew, that was close, almost failed again."

After the pattern stabilized, Ye Chenfeng, who was sweating profusely, let out a long sigh of relief, muttering to himself with lingering fear.

If he failed again, the loss would be even greater, and he would have no chance to turn things around.

After about five more minutes, just as Ye Chenfeng's soul power was about to be depleted, a golden light suddenly appeared on the surface of the yellow jade talisman paper, and the Golden Needle Talisman was finally formed.

"Success, finally succeeded."

Looking at the Golden Needle Talisman floating in front of him, Ye Chenfeng, who was exhausted and dizzy, let out a deep breath and showed a look of intense joy.

With this Golden Needle Talisman, all his efforts had paid off, and the intense process of making it had made his control over his soul even stronger, and his soul power more condensed.

"I wonder how much silver this Golden Needle Talisman can sell for. I think fifty thousand taels should be possible."

Ye Chenfeng grew up in the Ye family and knew that even ordinary-quality talismans could sell for a hundred thousand taels of silver, and those made by famous masters were even more valuable.

The talisman inheritance Ye Chenfeng had obtained far exceeded that of the Purple Gold Kingdom, and he believed that the value and quality of the talismans he made were far superior to those on the market.

However, because he had no reputation and was a beginner, he set a very low price for the Golden Needle Talisman, hoping only to gain recognition and recover his costs.

"I hope there are people in White Emperor City who can appreciate it; otherwise, I'll be in trouble again." Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself.

In the early morning, a thin layer of rosy dawn appeared in the east. Wearing a human skin mask, Ye Chenfeng walked into the three-story, pagoda-shaped Baiyun Shop, where two majestic stone lions stood at the entrance.

"Sir, may I ask what you would like to buy?"

Although Ye Chenfeng was dressed very simply and was half a head shorter than an adult, the Baiyun Shop had excellent service. A young woman, lightly made up and wearing a white lotus qipao that accentuated her mature and voluptuous figure, swayed her sexy willowy waist and approached, asking in a pleasant voice.

"I want to sell a talisman. Does your Baiyun Shop buy them?"

Ye Chenfeng glanced at the tall, charming young woman and got straight to the point.

"Talisman!"

The young woman's eyebrows lifted slightly as she looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was wearing a loose robe and had an unfamiliar face. She didn't think he was joking and asked, "May I ask how you obtained the talisman, and which master made it?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't disclose the source of this talisman. Does your shop buy it?" Ye Chenfeng shook his head and asked.

"Hmm, sir, please follow me to the back room. I'll call our talisman appraiser. Whether he buys it or not is up to him." The young woman hesitated for a moment but still led him to the back room of the Baiyun Shop.

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