Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 480 - : The First Talisman

Chapter 480: Chapter 480: The First Talisman

It turned out that Zhang Cai Xin underestimated Teacher Mei and Sister Hong.

That very afternoon, Sister Hong declared that she would sponsor a celebration for her sister’s advancement, all expenses paid.

However, she recommended a small-scale celebration, because, after all… the three disciples of the “Master” were still furiously progressing on the path of Martial Cultivators, and it wouldn’t be appropriate for us to be too ostentatious.

So, the clever Xiao Hui learned another term — Martial Cultivator.

And she learned something else: that Gao Qiang, who was very familiar with Elder Yuan’s family, was not yet considered a disciple of the Master.

He had to go through a three-year probationary period… three years indeed.

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Gu Jia Hui felt her mind becoming somewhat muddled again, so she went to discuss with her mother — becoming a disciple of Uncle Feng was not so easy.

At the same moment, not far from the bamboo forest, Feng Jun let out a loud shout, “Ah~~~”

The next second, Gazi and Xu Lei Gang emerged from below, “Master (Brother Jun), what happened?”

“Nothing,” Feng Jun said with a smile, beaming with joy that couldn’t be hidden, “I’ve drawn a talisman.”

In fact, it wasn’t just a talisman, it was the “first talisman.”

It wasn’t the Sweet Dew Talisman, nor was it the Thunderclap Talisman, but an Essence Blood Protection Talisman from the Essence Blood Talismans.

This Essence Blood Protection Talisman didn’t provide very strong protection, not even on par with the Golden Armor Charm, but its trigger-style activation was an advantage. Once the wearer was attacked, it would automatically protect its owner.

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If it could be activated before the defenses were breached, and then the Golden Armor Charm could be invoked, the protective effect would be greatly enhanced.

Strictly speaking, this type of talisman is the easiest to draw, as it involves the caster using their own essential blood to seal Spiritual Energy within it, which is the source of its protective power.

So this talisman is the simplest, but regardless of that, Feng Jun had finally succeeded in drawing a talisman, and that was something to celebrate.

Lu Xiao Ning and Xu Lei Gang had also been exposed to quite a bit of cultivation knowledge recently and were also thrilled upon hearing this. The Master had finally started drawing talismans.

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How could someone with such mystical abilities not know how to draw talismans? Who has ever seen a chef who can’t cook?

“What talisman?” Wang Hai Feng finally poked his head out, clutching his stomach, and spoke with a look of suffering, “Master, your shout almost made me gasp for air.”

“Protective Talisman,” Feng Jun replied with a smile, his mood very good, so he was willing to explain a bit more, “It activates passively, but the protective effect is average, roughly equivalent to… falling from the fifth floor unharmed?”

“Wow, that’s impressive,” all three disciples extended their thumbs up in unison, with Lu Xiao Ning even offering a standard for judgment, “That’s about the level of an early-stage martial master.”

“You can’t equate the two,” Feng Jun said with a smile, shaking his head, “This is just for one hit, but a martial master can take several hits.”

“Yeah, that’s true,” Gazi nodded blankly, “I’m almost a martial master myself, so it doesn’t mean much.”

“Pull the other one, lion dancing? I’m doing dragon dancing here,” Xu Lei Gang joked with him before turning his head to Feng Jun, “Master, can this… withstand one knife strike, or several?”

Feng Jun rolled his eyes at the question, “I say, what kind of standard is that?”

And you talk about falling from floors, your standard isn’t great either, thought Xu Lei Gang silently, but he still voiced his own doubts, “I just want to know if the defense is point-based or area-based?”

After pondering for a moment, Feng Jun responded, “It’s mainly area-based. If it’s point-based, the contact area is too small, and it would not provide good protection.”

A Protective Talisman is essentially a defensive circle. If a particular point is attacked, the defense can tilt towards that point, which equates to a form of intelligent defense, but it really can’t withstand heavy attacks from sharp weapons.

“You’re being picky, Lao Xu. Having such a talisman is already quite good,” Wang Hai Feng spoke impatiently, “We don’t need it, but there are elderly people in my family.”

Xu Lei Gang’s parents had passed away years ago, so he didn’t mind him saying that.

“You just beat it,” Feng Jun waved his hand dismissively, “I have parents too, and this is for them.”

“Master, that’s not fair,” Wang Hai Feng howled sadly, looking at him with a pitiful expression, “My dad has made countless enemies over the many years in the business world… you must grant your disciple a few of those precious talismans.”

That guy could really humble himself when necessary. Upon seeing something genuinely valuable, he didn’t hesitate to call out ‘Master,’ no longer using the rhetoric of brotherhood.

“Just wait a moment, this is an Essence Blood Talisman,” Feng Jun said sternly, “I have to shed blood for it.”

Upon hearing ‘Essence Blood Talisman,’ the three disciples fell silent. They had already understood that this involved drawing talismans with one’s own essential blood.

There’s an old saying, “If one had a body of iron, how many nails could one strike?” Applied to Essence Blood Talismans, it’s like saying, “If one had a body of blood, how many talismans could one draw?”

However, to be exact, the Essence Blood Protection Talisman doesn’t require much blood. More importantly, it involves sealing Spiritual Energy within it.

Feng Jun glanced at Lu Xiao Ning, “Gazi, get ready and go home; I plan to draw four talismans. Take them to my parents.”

Gazi hesitated for a moment before speaking up, “Brother Jun, can you draw a couple more?”

He also hoped that he could provide his parents with the protection of talismans, for in this life, he owed them far too much.

Feng Jun glanced over his three disciples and nodded slightly, “Okay, I’ll draw eight talismans. Gazi can take six, Hai Feng one, Lei Gang one… Gazi’s parents have watched me grow up. Does anyone have objections?”

Xu Leigang and Wang Haifeng puffed out their chests, speaking in unison, “No objections!”

What a joke, those were the Master’s Essence Blood Protection Talismans, it was already great to have one. As for Gazi getting one more than them… one’s background was not something to be envied.

“Then that’s settled,” Feng Jun considered, “but to draw eight talismans… it will take at least two days.”

He was not skilled at drawing talismans, so the success rate was certainly not going to be high.

As for using Essence Blood, that was a minor issue; ordinary blood would suffice, without the need for the refined Essential Blood of the Heart.

The most critical aspect was, when sealing Spiritual Energy in the talisman, he would have to use his own Spiritual Energy. During this conversion process, some of it would dissipate into the air, meaning there were conversion rate issues.

Overall, with his Third Level of Qi Refinement cultivation level, drawing such low-tier Essence Blood Protection Talismans was not an issue, but if he drew many, he would still need to find time to replenish the lost Spiritual Energy.

While they were discussing, the intercom suddenly rang, “President Ge from Fu Hong is here to visit. Should I let him in?”

“No need,” Feng Jun spoke indifferently, “Gao Qiang will handle it. Just say I’m not in.”

In principle, he should have gone to meet President Ge considering the size of the other’s business.

However, Feng Jun believed that if you’re coming for a visit, there should be some proper etiquette, like giving advance notice—the necessity of communicating beforehand. It wasn’t appropriate to come on a whim, as it showed a lack of respect towards the host.

Since the other party had no manners, he didn’t want to see them. In any case, he wasn’t dependent on them for a living; meeting was a courtesy, not meeting was proper.

Of course, there was no need to offend them too harshly; expressing that he wasn’t in would give them a polite brush off.

At the moment, Gao Qiang was in the villa’s front building. Hearing this, he stepped outside, only to be called out by Yang Yuxin, “Xiao Gao, wait a minute, I’ll go with you.”

Gao Qiang looked at her doubtfully, “You’re coming with me? Is that… appropriate?”

I don’t want to either, Yang Yuxin sighed inwardly, but this was to earn honor points for her daughter at the manor.

She spoke seriously, “President Ge is a tough character. If I go, I can keep him in check.”

Gao Qiang quickly agreed, to be honest, he felt quite confident dealing with Liang Jinlong, but with President Ge personally coming over, it was indeed a headache. “Then thank you, Mrs. Yang.”

Today President Ge’s visit was indeed impromptu; his schedule had changed, freeing up some time and, as it happened, he was not far from Luohua Manor, so he instructed his people to swing by for a visit.

He didn’t think he did anything wrong; he had already told Boss Liang beforehand to mention that he would come for a return visit. So now coming to visit was quite normal, wasn’t it?

After all, President Ge’s time was too precious, and he could only squeeze in visits for such relatively unimportant matters. As for formally arranging a meeting time with Feng Jun? Sorry, but President Ge’s schedule was tight and could not accommodate it.

Today President Ge was not alone; beside him were General Liu and Boss Liang, along with their staff, with a total of four vehicles.

It was Boss Liang who dealt with the gate guard. Hearing that President Feng wasn’t in, he smiled nonchalantly, “In that case, we would like to meet with Mrs. Yang from the capital.”

The gate guard looked at him oddly, “Buddy, let me repeat, it’s President Feng’s call whether to let you in, but right now President Feng isn’t in… do you get it?”

Don’t talk to me about Mrs. Yang—does she sign my paycheck?

Just then, an Audi Q7 drove out from the manor, stopping as Gao Qiang and Yang Yuxin got out.

“Mrs. Yang is here?” Boss Liang was pleasantly surprised and greeted her cheerfully, not minding that he was over a decade older than her, “I was rude last time, please forgive me. President Ge is here to see you.”

Seeing her appear, President Ge couldn’t remain in the car; he pushed open the door and got out, greeting her with a smile, “Director Yang, it’s been over two years, you still look charming.”

“President Ge also seems to be getting younger by the day,” Yang Yuxin replied with a smile, then turned to glance at Gao Qiang, “I’ll step out and have a word with him.”

Gao Qiang looked at the gate guard, “Open the gate, please.”

The gate guard did indeed open it, but only a crack less than a meter wide; President Feng was particular about who was allowed in, but not as much about who went out.

Yang Yuxin walked out of the gate, moving elegantly toward President Ge, extending her hand for a handshake, smiling as she spoke, “Since the host is not present, may I ask what instructions President Ge has? Perhaps you could discuss them with me first?”

President Ge looked at her, then at the fit man who had come out with her, momentarily dumbfounded: Was this… denying me entry?