Lightning-attribute rare treasures in the world were far too hard to come by. As for going to a lightning region to draw talismans, a cultivator would probably be blasted into nothingness the moment they stepped inside.
The overbearing nature of the lightning attribute was something almost no fragile talisman cultivator could withstand.
This also meant that only talisman cultivators with a lightning spiritual root could draw Thunder-Attracting Talismans. Because they were so rare, their price was naturally quite high.
It was said that ten years ago, when the first low-grade ninth-rank Thunder-Attracting Talisman appeared, it was auctioned off for the astronomical price of one hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones.
A single low-grade ninth-rank Thunder-Attracting Talisman could heavily injure a Mahayana Stage cultivator upon detonation. In a life-or-death situation, trading one hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones for a sliver of hope for survival was absolutely worth it.
With Wen Jingshu's current mid Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, coupled with the enhancement of her perfect heavenly lightning spiritual root, as long as she threw enough of her Thunder-Attracting Talismans, instantly killing a high-grade second-rank demon beast would not be an issue.
This was why fighting a talisman cultivator was the most disadvantageous; their talismans were all prepared in advance. Unless one could deliver a fatal blow in a single strike, it was incredibly easy to be counter-killed instead.
“If you want them, I can sell you some more.”
Yun Xiange was very tempted by Wen Jingshu's words, but thinking of her already flattened purse, she asked, “Can I trade demon beast materials with you instead?”
Wen Jingshu rejected the offer without a second thought.
What a joke. The demon beast corpses in her spatial ring were already piled high as mountains, and she still didn't know how to deal with all that junk. Why would she want even more trash?
...
Wen Jingshu had thought bumping into Yun Xiange and Fu Sinian in Jiangyuan Valley was rare enough, but she never expected to run into Bai Han at the entrance of the legacy site as well.
Although three years had already passed, Wen Jingshu still had some impression of the name Bai Han.
If he hadn't told the young Wen Jingshu those nonsensical things, she wouldn't have swallowed the Intelligence Awakening Pill in a fit of anger.
Fortunately, although the process was perilous, the outcome was excellent, making Wen Jingshu's feelings toward Bai Han rather complicated.
Should she resent him for egging the young Wen Jingshu on to swallow the Intelligence Awakening Pill?
Yet, it was precisely because of the Intelligence Awakening Pill that she had prematurely awakened her hidden dantian and hidden spiritual root. Not only could she refine pills, but she had also leapt from the rank of a minor genius straight into the category of a once-in-a-millennium monstrous talent.
Should she thank him for egging her on?
But things like the Intelligence Awakening Pill could genuinely kill someone if things went wrong. If her hidden spiritual root weren't a mutated wood attribute that came with inherent healing power, and with Wen Shuyi not by her side back then, she really wouldn't have been confident in surviving it.
Later on, she heard that Bai Han had successfully entered the Qingyun Sect and become a personal disciple of Daoist Lord Chihan, the peak master of Jiuzang Peak under Hidden Star Peak. Since they were both disciples of Hidden Star Peak and Bai Han had decent aptitude—making him a future pillar of the sect—Wen Jingshu had chosen not to hold too much of a grudge against him.
The talisman cultivator Wen Jingshu was an adult; she understood the principle of taking responsibility for one's own decisions.
As a genius from the previous disciple selection, both Fu Sinian and Yun Xiange recognized Bai Han.
Yun Xiange, in particular, had read the original novel and knew that this person would later clash back and forth with Wen Jingshu for over a thousand chapters, so she paid a bit more attention to him.
Bai Han was the first to greet them. “Senior Brother Fu, Senior Sister Yun.”
Fu Sinian replied, “Junior Brother Bai, what a coincidence. To think we would meet you here.”
Bai Han cast a strange glance at Wen Jingshu but made no attempt to hide his intentions. He said, “To tell you the truth, Senior Brother Fu, I heard there is a legacy site here and came to try my luck.”
This legacy was Wen Jingshu's fortuitous opportunity in his memories of his past life.
Although he had disrupted Wen Jingshu's life path right from the start in this reborn life, the opportunity itself was real. It wouldn't simply vanish just because Wen Jingshu had changed!
The opportunity was right there. Since he knew about it, there was no reason to hand it over to someone else!
Bai Han's words, however, made Yun Xiange doubt herself once again.
When she read the novel, she didn't recall Bai Han ever coming here.
It only wrote that after attending the Fusheng Auction House, Wen Jingshu had accidentally picked up a map of the legacy site in a trading street, and then came here alone to temper herself, obtaining a sword art legacy in the process.
Unaware of Yun Xiange's thoughts, Bai Han looked at Wen Jingshu and asked with some confusion, “And this is...?”
Seeing him ask about her, Wen Jingshu cupped her hands in greeting. “I am Shu Jing, a sword cultivator from the Pill Sect.”
Hearing Wen Jingshu's words, Bai Han was also momentarily stunned.
The Pill Sect had sword cultivators?
Wen Jingshu patiently explained it once more, and only then did Bai Han smile and reply:
“I see.”
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the group turned their attention back to the legacy site.
Yun Xiange and Bai Han had only heard of the opportunity here; they didn't know how Wen Jingshu had managed to enter in the original story.
Having arrived here, both of them had to honestly search for a way in.
“The map shows the legacy site is right here. Senior Brother, you have more experience. Can you sense anything unusual around here?”
Hearing Yun Xiange's words, Fu Sinian agreed and began searching around.
On the surface, Fu Sinian indeed seemed to be the most experienced of the four.
In reality, however, Wen Jingshu possessed over a thousand years of experience from her life as a talisman cultivator, and the reborn Bai Han was even more seasoned, having visited at least twenty to fifty legacy sites in his lifetime.
Wen Jingshu, in particular, felt her sixth sense urging her toward the stream. Eventually, her divine sense locked onto a certain stone:
“Here!”
Wen Jingshu's voice drew the attention of the other three.
For a legacy site that didn't require a key, the four of them only needed to channel their spiritual energy into it.
Seeing the opportunity right before their eyes, both Yun Xiange and Bai Han were incredibly thrilled.
The famous sword art from the female protagonist's early days—she (he) absolutely had to get it!
Wen Jingshu did not miss the burning desire hidden deep within their eyes.
However, she was somewhat baffled. Both of them were personal disciples of peak masters. This was merely the legacy of a Golden Core Stage cultivator; was it really worth getting so excited over?
Or was the legacy here not as simple as it appeared on the surface?
Originally, Wen Jingshu hadn't cared much about this minor legacy. But seeing how much they valued it, she couldn't help but pay a bit more attention to it.
That stone was the formation core of the legacy site's formation. Upon sensing the fluctuations of four streams of spiritual energy, it instantly teleported the four of them into the legacy site.
When Wen Jingshu snapped back to her senses, she found herself alone in a room.
Rather than a room, it was more like an alchemy room. But hadn't Fu Sinian and the others said this was a sword cultivator's legacy site?
Could it be that the owner's secondary profession was an alchemist?
Before Wen Jingshu could ponder any further, an illusory figure materialized before her eyes.
Without a single word, the figure began executing hand seals to refine pills.
Unlike the thirty-three hand seals Wen Jingshu had learned, this illusory figure only needed twenty-eight hand seals to refine a low-grade first-rank pill.
One must not look down on this difference of fewer than ten hand seals. In critical moments, it meant consuming half the amount of divine sense and spiritual energy!
As the illusory figure completed the final hand seal, the cauldron lid flew open, and eleven low-grade first-rank Rejuvenation Pills drifted out.
“Eleven pills?”
This time, it was Wen Jingshu's turn to be shocked.
Back then, she had managed to refine eleven pills because of her mutated wood spiritual root. But this illusory figure had refined eleven pills purely because of the hand seals!
After studying the pills for a moment, Wen Jingshu finally shifted her gaze to her surroundings.
The illusory figure had vanished after refining the pills, leaving behind only the cauldron and five sets of spiritual herbs. There were no doors or windows in the room, meaning she would likely have to finish refining the pills before she could leave.
What she had entered was actually an alchemy legacy!
Wen Jingshu's heart thudded wildly. She closed her eyes and tried her best to recall the hand seals the figure had just performed. If she could master this set of hand seals and combine it with her mutated immortal root, would a single batch of her pills yield twelve, or perhaps even more?
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