Wen Jingshu looked at Zhou Yuanshen with a look of surprise. “Senior Brother Zhou, you're a Fifth-Grade Talisman Master?”
Back when she was still a talisman cultivator, the highest-ranking talisman cultivator she had ever met was only at the sixth grade. Now, a random senior brother she ran into was already a Fifth-Grade Talisman Master?
Was she really surrounded by hidden masters?
As a fellow talisman cultivator, Wen Jingshu knew all too well what a Fifth-Grade Talisman Master represented.
Seeing Wen Jingshu's face full of admiration, Zhou Yuanshen couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face. “It's only mid-tier fifth-grade. As long as you don't mind the low grade of my talismans, Junior Sister, I'll supply all the talismans you need from now on!”
Mid-tier fifth-grade talismans were already considered high-grade talismans. If one had enough of them in various functions, unleashing a handful at once would be enough to blow a Nascent Soul cultivator to pieces.
“You're far too modest, Senior Brother Zhou. Don't worry, I definitely won't hold back!”
“Hahaha! Junior Sister, you're really to my liking. Why don't you consider coming to our Talisman Peak?”
“I would love to, but Daoist Lord Beili and I are destined to be master and disciple. But don't worry, Senior Brother, I'll definitely visit Talisman Peak often when I have time.”
She wanted to try drawing talismans again in the future anyway, so she would have to visit Talisman Peak sooner or later.
The two chatted merrily, completely ignoring Fu Sinian and Yun Xiange.
Seeing Fu Sinian's growing displeasure toward Wen Jingshu, Yun Xiange couldn't help but feel a smug sense of satisfaction.
In the novel she had read, Fu Sinian was closer to Wen Jingshu than a real brother, and he had even nearly lost his life for her. Now, Wen Jingshu's Second Senior Brother belonged to her instead!
Wen Jingshu was unaware of Yun Xiange's self-satisfaction, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care.
Fu Sinian? What was his affection and favoritism worth? It was far less practical than a single spirit stone.
After listening to the Fourth-Grade Alchemist's lecture for a while, Wen Jingshu found herself yawning in boredom.
She had been wrong. She shouldn't have doubted her sister's authority in the Dao of Alchemy.
Perhaps she would have to find an Eighth-Grade Alchemist or higher to hear some actually unique insights into alchemy.
Seeing the little girl resting with her eyes closed, Zhou Yuanshen assumed she either didn't understand or lacked talent in the Dao of Alchemy.
After all, a lightning spiritual root was the least suitable for refining pills.
An hour later, Zhou Yuanshen patted Wen Jingshu on the shoulder. “Junior Sister, it's over. Time to go back.”
Seeing Wen Jingshu's relaxed attitude, Fu Sinian sneered. “If you can't understand, don't stay here and embarrass yourself.”
Yun Xiange quickly tried to smooth things over for Wen Jingshu. “Senior Brother, don't speak of Fourth Junior Sister that way. She is still young; it's only normal that she doesn't understand.”
Speechless, Wen Jingshu looked at her Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Sister, both of whom were much older than her in bone age, and said, “Do I need to remind you how old I am?”
With that, Wen Jingshu released her aura of the fifth layer of Qi Refining. Sensing this spiritual pressure, the expressions of all three changed dramatically.
Fifth layer of Qi Refining at five years old?
Was this a joke?
A cultivator's spiritual root only fully matured at age four. That meant Wen Jingshu had reached the fifth layer of Qi Refining just one year after testing her spiritual root!
How was that possible?!
Yun Xiange found this result even harder to accept.
Wen Jingshu's trajectory had deviated far too much from the book.
Although Wen Jingshu's talent in the book was also heaven-defying, she had only reached the fifth layer of Qi Refining at the age of seven. This was two years ahead of schedule!
With her monstrous talent, would she also form her Golden Core ahead of schedule?
Foundation Establishment before ten, and Golden Core before twenty?
Yun Xiange had started planning for herself early on and had even become a disciple ahead of schedule, yet she was still only at the great perfection of Qi Refining!
At this moment, Yun Xiange was green with envy.
Little did she know that the female protagonist of the book had already changed the moment Bai Han was reborn and urged Wen Jingshu to eat the Intelligence Awakening Pill.
A single Intelligence Awakening Pill had completely altered the course of Wen Jingshu's growth.
“Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Sister, I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first,” Wen Jingshu said.
Then, she smiled slightly at Zhou Yuanshen. “Senior Brother Zhou, see you later.”
For the sake of Beili, combined with her good upbringing, Wen Jingshu was still willing to maintain superficial relations.
However, her previous sentence had been completely indifferent, while her tone in the latter was noticeably much warmer.
Zhou Yuanshen seemed to have a decent character so far, and she was willing to accept the goodwill he showed.
The path of cultivation was long, and having a like-minded fellow cultivator as a companion was a great fortune.
While Fu Sinian and Yun Xiange were still in a daze, Zhou Yuanshen also responded blankly, “Alright... Okay...”
Receiving Zhou Yuanshen's reply, Wen Jingshu turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
Just as she stepped out of the Lecture Hall, she saw Tang Shaorong waiting for her with a beaming smile.
“Are you heading back, Little Senior Sister, or would you like to look around? I can lead the way for you.”
“Let's go to the Library,” Wen Jingshu replied.
Tang Shaorong complied and dutifully escorted her to the Library.
As soon as they landed, Wen Jingshu added, “By the way, go to the Mission Hall and post a request for a talisman brush for me. A fourth-grade spiritual artifact will do, with no need for extra attributes. The higher the quality, the greater the reward. Once you've posted the request, you can head back.”
“Here is the reward.”
Wen Jingshu tossed another storage bag to Tang Shaorong and turned to enter the Library.
Filled with gratitude, Tang Shaorong pocketed the storage bag and headed to the Mission Hall.
As a personal disciple, Wen Jingshu started with one thousand contribution points. Furthermore, due to her special identity, the sect master had gifted her an additional one hundred thousand contribution points.
As long as she didn't try to exchange them for Earth-grade or Heaven-grade cultivation techniques, these one hundred thousand contribution points would last her quite a while.
Thus, she couldn't understand why the original Wen Jingshu had hidden her identity to join the Qingyun Sect.
Without this identity, she wouldn't have received the one hundred thousand contribution points and would have had to earn them all herself.
With her low cultivation level, she could only accept low-level missions. There was no doubt her life would have been incredibly miserable.
Inside the Library, the first through fifth floors housed basic mental methods and cultivation techniques, most of which were Yellow-grade or Profound-grade.
The sixth and seventh floors held Earth-grade and Heaven-grade techniques, while the eighth and ninth floors contained the four auxiliary arts and various other miscellaneous books. The tenth floor was quite special, containing rare, fragmented texts or jade slips that no one had ever been able to comprehend.
Wen Jingshu first wandered around the fifth floor, casually browsing through jade slips of various attributes. With a quick glance, she would pause to read a bit if something caught her interest, and bypass it directly if it didn't.
Wen Jingshu spent the entire day in the Library.
Looking at her current position, she hadn't even finished reading one percent of the jade slips on the first floor.
As expected of a great sect, their foundation was truly profound.
The Pill Sect's library also had many jade slips, but the vast majority of them were pill recipes, with only a small portion dedicated to mental methods and cultivation techniques.
By the time she stepped out of the Library, the sky outside was already pitch black.
On her way back, Wen Jingshu thought to herself that she should visit the Library frequently in the future.
She didn't feel that reading so many jade slips unrelated to her attributes was a waste of time. On the contrary, techniques of other attributes could give her some inspiration.
The five elements supported and generated one another, which in turn gave rise to the three mutated attributes of lightning, wind, and ice. Since all attributes were inextricably linked, there would naturally be commonalities among their respective cultivation techniques.
Returning to Little Spirit Peak, Wen Jingshu sat in meditation to rest for a while, then took out her cauldron to continue refining pills.
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