C45 Talisman Cultivator

Lin Tian and Wang Tian were both taken aback by the scene before them!

Wang Tian had grown accustomed to Jiang's formidable abilities. The idea of Jiang suddenly emerging as a Talisman Cultivator wasn't entirely out of the question.

But Lin Tian was truly astonished. Since receiving pointers from the Female Ruler, he had spent days engrossed in the study of this formation. If he could manage to repair it and have the First Devil Sect adopt it, their security would be greatly enhanced.

Despite his Nascent Infant Stage cultivation and his focus on talisman studies, Lin Tian was at a loss with this formation. Yet here was a youth at the Foundation Stage, effortlessly resolving the issue!

Jiang Su had assumed that Lin Tian would be overjoyed once the formation was repaired, and that it would be a good time to bring up their plans to scale Dangerless Peak at night.

Instead, Lin Tian appeared momentarily crestfallen. Crouching down, he gazed at the formation, his expression one of bewilderment. Doubts about his own capabilities began to surface.

Was he truly fit to be an elder of the First Devil Sect?

Wang Tian cast a sympathetic glance at Lin Tian. Jiang's success had inadvertently sparked a sense of inferiority in him.

And Jiang? He remained blissfully unaware of the impact of his actions, wearing an expression of pure innocence.

After a brief pause, Jiang Su spoke up, "Martial Uncle Lin, we wish to begin our ascent of Dangerless Peak starting today. I hope you'll grant us permission."

Upon hearing this, Wang Tian's spirits plummeted.

Was he expected to join in climbing Dangerless Peak too?

The thought of scaling it daily was enough to make him fear for his life from sheer exhaustion.

Lin Tian, still looking somewhat dazed, gave a nod. Jiang Su's words seemed to pull him from his funk. His gaze shifted to the brush in Jiang Su's hand, and his eyes sparkled with recognition.

"Was that brush a gift from Senior Brother Chiu Yue?" he inquired, only to shake his head and sigh, "No, that can't be. Senior Brother Chiu Yue, despite his collection of exotic treasures, surely doesn't possess such an artifact."

Wang Tian failed to see what was so extraordinary about the brush. It looked like any ordinary brush to him. What could have caused Elder Lin Tian's dramatic reaction?

Just moments ago, Lin Tian had been in the depths of despair, and now he was a mix of curiosity and excitement.

"This brush is crafted from the white fur at the tip of a five-thousand-year-old Wolf King's tail and Sky Bamboo aged three thousand years. It's the only one of its kind in the entire Cultivation World! I read about it in a tome. It once belonged to Shangguan Yue! Shangguan Yue is revered as the most formidable Talisman Cultivator the Cultivation World has seen in tens of thousands of years."

Jiang Su examined the brush in his hand with meticulous care. The item gifted by Shangguan Yue was clearly no mere trinket, yet he hadn't anticipated its extraordinary value!

Shangguan Yue, slumbering within the Life Sword, faintly sensed he was the subject of conversation. Cracking open his eyes, he shifted his position and resumed his rest.

"If Martial Uncle is fond of the brush, I'm willing to lend it to you for a few days," Jiang Hee offered, though parting with it was the last thing he wanted to do.

Besides, if Shangguan Yue discovered that Jiang Hee had handed the brush over to Lin Tian, there would be hell to pay.

Lin Tian's hands shook as he accepted the brush, his eyes gleaming with excitement, not daring to even blink. He caressed the brush with the utmost attention, as tenderly as one would a lover.

"Jiang Hee, we're not so different in age. There's no need for formalities between us. Should you have any inquiries about being a Talisman Cultivator, don't hesitate to ask. I'll return the brush to you tomorrow."

Wang Tian couldn't help but smirk. Jiang Hee was centuries younger than Lin Tian!

"Martial Uncle, may I take Wang Tian up Dangerless Peak?" Jiang Hee inquired.

Lin Tian's brow furrowed. "Dangerless Peak is exceedingly steep. Only Body Cultivators of a certain level can scale it."

"Wang Tian has been practicing the Divine Body Forging Spell of late. Regardless of his success, the ascent will significantly bolster his abilities."

Lin Tian was taken aback once more. He had known Jiang Su's friend was a Single Spiritual Root Body Cultivator, but the idea of someone at the Body Forging Stage practicing the Divine Body Forging Spell was beyond his expectations. It was clear now why those residing on Sword Wing Peak were regarded as formidable.

Elder Lin Tian's gaze upon Wang Tian was filled with overt admiration. This left Wang Tian feeling a pang of melancholy. They all held him in high esteem simply because he was Jiang's brother, yet he didn't feel as accomplished as they imagined.

"Very well. Brother Wang Tian is free to climb Dangerless Peak. But remember, he's still in the Body Forging Stage and will need the protection of a formation."

Lin Tian's heart swelled with happiness, seizing the chance to borrow the coveted brush from Jiang Su.

He traced several formations in the air, from which descended ribbons of remarkable resilience. Should Wang Tian fall or find himself unable to continue his climb, the formation would automatically ensnare him.

Jiang Su eyed the familiar ribbons and it didn't take long for him to recall the challenging ribbons at the Sword Wing Peak's martial arts platform, likely the handiwork of Lin Tian.

The formations aloft glowed with a soft white luminescence, blending seamlessly with the moonlight, creating a stunning spectacle.

Having mastered the Archean Array Records, Jiang Su instantly grasped the formation's structure and the significance of its runes. He mentally filed it under a specific category of formations, a testament to his extensive knowledge as a Talisman Cultivator.

After expressing their gratitude to Lin Tian, who cheerfully pocketed his pen and retreated to his room, the pair turned their attention to the task at hand.

Dangerless Peak bore resemblance to Sword Wing Peak, albeit the latter was more spartan.

Inhaling deeply, Wang Tian approached the trail leading up Dangerless Peak.

On the verge of his ascent, he cast a look back at Jiang, who offered a nod of encouragement. Resolute, Wang Tian began his climb.

Jiang Su, meanwhile, was far from idle. Bathed in moonlight, he honed the final three stances of the One Dust Sword Technique.

Activity thrived atop the First Devil Sect's Dangerless Peak.

Below, a Mountain Guarding Formation pulsed with a vivid blue radiance.

A steadfast youth in grey scaled the precipitous slopes of Dangerless Peak, narrowly escaping several falls thanks to the aerial ribbons that caught him. Undeterred, he pressed on.

Nearby, a young man in white, his form enveloped by sword energy, danced with his blade under the moon's glow. His sword left dense trails in the air, a clear display of his profound mastery. With each movement, his sword responded, fluid as a ribbon, tracing elegant arcs that exuded a fierce intent.

Four hours on, Jiang Su had not only perfected the One Dust Sword Technique but had also revisited every sword technique in his repertoire.

The Life Sword in his hand glinted with a steely light, its sword intent piercing the heavens.

Shortly thereafter, Jiang Su sheathed the Life Sword.

Shangguan Yue, who had been comfortably asleep within the Life Sword, was roused by Jiang Su's movements. Deciding to forgo further sleep, he took pleasure in watching Jiang Su's swordplay.