Chapter 21: Invisibility Talisman

  Shi Dong's expression sank, and he saw that the yellow paper had returned to normal. He carefully picked it up, but the yellow paper began to tremble again, and Zhou De Nuo's voice rang out once more: "......it's been dug up, haha, 100 pieces of Ling Stone, 100 bottles of Dan medicine, and the first volume of the Gambler's Scripture, isn't that great?"

  This time Shi Dong didn't let go, and held his breath to continue listening.

  "Alright, kid! Let's make a deal! I know you're not very talented and it's hard to survive in the Demonic Sect without these resources. With these elixirs, spirit stones, and the first volume of the Gambler's Scripture, you should be able to reach the fourth layer of Qi Refining within three years, right?"

  "When the time comes, come to a place in Guixiao Mountain to find me, and I will pass on the second volume of the Ghost Gambling Scripture to you. I'll also give you other benefits! However, at that time, you must do something for me too. Hehe, I think you have no reason to refuse? Alright, this place is very treacherous, listen carefully, as for how to get there, if you encounter danger, use this talisman to save your life..."

  Next, Zhou De's voice carefully described the method of using the talisman and the path to follow, which was indeed tortuous and mysterious, so Shi Dong had to concentrate on remembering it.

  After finishing speaking, Zhou De's voice repeated from the beginning, and after repeating three times, it stopped abruptly. The yellow paper glowed with a flash of light, and the cinnabar pattern on it shrank in a circle, transforming into another appearance.

  Shi Dong's eyes widened as he gazed at the talisman, which was exactly like the one described earlier. He couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and curiosity, knowing that Zhou De had only reached the middle stage of Qi refinement, yet somehow possessed such a mysterious talisman. It seemed that even his Second Brother Bai Jin didn't have something like this.

  Stones move, eyes flashing, grasping ten fingers to carefully weigh the pros and cons, considering whether there are any traps.

  After a moment, he let out a long breath and finally figured it out ——

  This week, De Nuo's request is really hard to refuse. As the saying goes, "Eat a man's food and you'll be short of words; take a man's money and your hands will go soft." If I use his elixirs and spirit stones, I'll have to agree to his requests.

  Otherwise...

  Shi Dong sneered and thought of Zhou De's crazy appearance, fearing that he would end up being treated miserably.

  Moreover, having obtained such great benefits, he also cut off his own path of retreat with Bai Jin or Master Shi.

  For now, there's no choice but to follow his demands and move forward. It's unlikely that Zhou De Nuo would go through so much trouble just to take a small life like mine, right?

  Intuition told Shi Dong that this week, De Nu was definitely plotting something big. As long as he followed his instructions step by step, in three years, when he saw him again, everything would be clear.

  Maybe by then, it will be another great opportunity for myself!

  Everything thought through clearly, Shi Dong's heart calmed down instead, then he picked up the talisman and examined it carefully. In his mind, he silently recited the incantation according to Zhou De's instructions, and then he adjusted a strand of true energy from his dantian and sprayed it onto the talisman.

  Hummm...

  The talisman flashed with a brilliant light and suddenly became transparent. Shi Dong hastily slapped it onto his chest.

  The next moment, a sudden change occurred, and Shi Dong's figure suddenly disappeared.

  "Wow, this is a stealth symbol!" Shi Dong's voice came out of nowhere, filled with delight.

  Next, the sound of footsteps echoed in the room, the stone pedestal moved back and forth on its own, even the kettle floated off the table and poured out a stream of water that gurgled and disappeared into thin air.

  Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and Shi Dong's mouth corner was wet and shiny, happily touching the talisman on his chest, thinking: "This hidden symbol is really powerful, with it, no matter what danger I encounter, my life will have an extra guarantee!"

  But looking at the cinnabar pattern on the stealth charm, it was slightly fainter than before. Shi Dong secretly took note and remembered what Zhou De Nuo had told him - this stealth charm was not for unlimited use, it could only be used three times, and each time couldn't exceed the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

  Moreover, the stealth effect is only useful for cultivators below the foundation-building period, and there is a great possibility of being discovered when encountering a foundation-building period cultivator.

  Now one chance has been used up and there are two chances left.

  Shi Dong hastily and carefully put it away in his storage waist belt, thinking that he wouldn't use it unless absolutely necessary.

  Zuo Wang Peak, inside a secret room.

  Yin Lao Mo sat at a high place, facing the figure behind the curtain and asked in a low voice: "This time you see me, what do you have to report? Has Zhou De found any trace?"

  "I report to our ancestor, after searching for half a year, there is no trace of Zhou De, neither alive nor dead." The man replied respectfully.

  Yin Lao Mo nodded, seemingly not surprised, and muttered to himself: "No wonder Bai Jin asked for advice from Si Tu Jin on this matter. He didn't seem interested and let Bai Jin handle it himself. Hmph, looks like he had expected this outcome all along!"

  The person behind the curtain said: "I have seen something this time that I think it is necessary to report to our ancestor."

  He then whispered about the new disciples of Yunfeng Peak competing, emphasizing Lei Huan and Bai Jin's actions.

  Yin Lao Mo's eyes flickered as he heard the words, and he stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Lei Huan is still a bit lacking in terms of temperament and talent," he mused to himself. "Bai Jin wants to support him, but I'm afraid it won't go far. However, let's just let him make a fuss for now and stir up the new disciples. Who is the real deal and who is a fake will only be known later."

  He thought of this and suddenly released his divine thoughts, which pierced through the secret room and came to a cave in Zhuangwang Peak, overlooking from above.

  Then he saw a tall and thin boy with slightly dark skin, who was soaking his naked body in a large pool of blood.

  The blood water churned and bubbled, and suddenly a bloody corpse crawled out, stretching out its ten fingers to grab at the young man fiercely.

  With a "puff" sound, ten fingers fiercely inserted into his chest, the young man hummed and his face turned pale, but he pinched his fingers to work and did not resist.

  But the blood corpse let out a miserable cry, its body constantly twisting and turning, as if trying to break free, but strands of blood were pouring from its ten fingers into the young man's chest.

  At the same time, the blood corpse began to dissolve and shrink at a visible speed, while the young man's whole body was covered with bright red blood patterns, and his breath became stronger.

  Yin Lao Mo nodded in satisfaction, thinking to himself: "The disciple I chose with the Blood Evil Body is indeed not bad, and his progress in practicing my Blood Evil Divine Technique is rapid. Heh! Now he has already broken through to the second layer of Qi Refining, far surpassing Lei Huan."

  It seemed that five years later, in the small competition of the sect, this disciple defeated Lei Huang in front of Situ Jin, and couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

  Suddenly he furrowed his brow, hearing the sound of music drifting from a distance. He immediately drove this thread of divine thought through the thick walls and arrived at a cave mansion.

  Looking down, on a large bed made of brocade and silk, a young nobleman was lying naked on top of a beautiful woman with a fair complexion, her body also naked. As he moved up and down, the woman's face turned red, letting out moans that were almost hypnotic.

  "Father, you're just watching from up there, won't you come down and play with us?" The young master suddenly lifted his head, revealing a handsome face with sharp features, a pair of sword-like eyebrows that seemed to pierce the air, and eyes that sparkled with a hint of mischief as he gazed over with a smile that was not quite a smile.

  Yin Lao Mo coughed, and this strand of divine thought took shape, his illusory shadow floating in mid-air. He furrowed his brow and said: "Ao Er, the color is a bone-scraping knife. Even if you use it to cultivate Huashi Shu's 'Yin Yang **Technique', you can't be too frequent, or it will damage your primordial energy!"

  The conversation between the two shocked the woman below, who opened her tightly closed eyes and saw the ghost of Yin Lao floating in mid-air, and suddenly let out a scream.

  Yin Ao didn't stop him, instead he increased the frequency of his movements, getting faster and more intense... At the same time, a strange light shone brightly in his eyes, his muscles tensed up, and he muttered to himself.

  The woman couldn't withstand such a storm, and immediately became delirious, shouting and struggling wildly, but soon became limp, her body convulsing.

  "Explode!" Suddenly, Yin Ao let out a loud shout, and a mouthful of scorching hot true energy sprayed onto the woman's face.

  A terrible scene unfolded, the woman let out a low moan, as if a dying animal had spat out its last breath, her body gradually withered and shrunk, in the blink of an eye she turned into a piece of skin, as if all her vital energy and essence had been sucked away.

  Yin Ao raised his head, beaming with joy, radiating an eerie red glow, and smiled at Yin Lao Mo: "Father, do you see any damage to my vitality?"

  "Hmph! You're enjoying yourself now, but one day you'll regret it!" Yin Old Devil snorted in anger. "I just don't understand, why won't you practice your father's Blood Slashing Divine Technique, and instead insist on practicing this quick and dirty yin-yang ** art? What's the point of all this?"

  "Father, how could you not know? The child is like this, isn't it all for that cold and arrogant little girl?" Yin Ao sat cross-legged, his eyes flashing with a hint of resentment.

  "Lin Kunyao?"

  "That's right, she's Situ Jin's big apprentice. In another six months, it'll be her day of release from her apprenticeship. I must defeat her personally and make her surrender to me!" Yin Ao gritted his teeth in hatred.

  Yin Lao's expression changed, this matter involved his old arch-nemesis, and that Lin Jue Yao was a different story altogether.

  Then he said lightly: "Well, be careful what you do. If you can really tame Lin Yuanyao, your father will satisfy whatever you want!"

  "It's settled then." Yin Ao's nose sprayed out mist, quickly wrapping his entire body in it as he began to circulate and dissolve the absorbed Yuan Hua...