Dream Intoxicating Talisman
Despite Yu Mingjun being one of them and the high frequency of his visits, the two Body Synthesis Realm Third Layer elders still needed to ensure Yu Mingjun regarded them with a nod prior to permitting entry.
Mu Yu emerged from the branch and admired the formation Chen Tiandao laced the whole palace in. “It’s a pity I have to destroy this work of art.”
Mu Yu sealed the door to the palace with a formation, prohibiting Body Synthesis Realm cultivators from detecting what took place inside. He spent two hours studying which formations were linked to this central formation, which turned out to be virtually every formation, much to his pleasure.
“We going to destroy this formation now?” Xiaoshuai asked, running his hand along the formation lines.
“Hell no. Our ultimate goal is to sabotage the credibility of the eight great sects, not just to bury these seven mountains. All of the cultivators could just fly off if the mountains crumbled. It’d only be a matter of time before they rebuilt again.”
“What’s the plan, then?”
“You’ll see.”
Mu Yu modified the formation and inlaid anther one carefully over the next four hours so that only Chen Tiandao would be able to notice the manipulation done. He then drew up a few formations on the walls and a few jade pieces for himself. “Done and done.”
“You cast a Teleporting Invincible-Fearless Xiaoshuai Formation?” Xiaoshuai inquired.
“Yeah, I cast a teleportation formation a narcissist came up with.”
“And now?”
“Show me the so-called Dream Intoxication Talisman,” Mu Yu demanded of Yu Mingjun.
Yu Mingjunu turned around since he faced away when Mu Yu worked and presented a red talisman.
“Tsk, tsk, you’re pretty good at this, aren’t you? The tiger tattoo vine, white camel mountain bone powder and herbs were mixed together to make this talisman. I suppose the product is transferred to the user’s body via spiritual energy… I need to alter this talisman.”
“You sound experienced, Mu Yu. You’ve been researching dirty products, huh?” Xiaoshuai flicked his brows up several times.
“I don’t need this stuff. I could go seven rounds in a night. This is knowledge from Dad’s formation and poison knowledge.”
“Only seven and he thinks he’s a hot shot. Ximen Buxing went thirty-eight rounds in one night in his book.”
“That’s because he’s a one-pump chump.”
“A what what?”
“Eat your food, and clean up your mind. Be a pure kid, or Shifu will scold me.” Mu Yu passed Xiaoshuai a drumstick.
Yu Mingjun had no idea what Mu Yu did from start to finish. Nevertheless, did as he was told once Mu Yu finished up and returned to being a branch.
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As Yu Mingjun described, Tian Xingzhou’s abode was built from glazed stone and floored with celestial fire white heart stone, the latter being a material possessing spiritual qi, which was why formation casters classified it a high-quality formation foundation material. Tian Xingzhou’s decision to floor his place with it was tantamount to flooring it with spirit stones – a display of wealth. As if it was not enough, he layered his walls in fragmented cloud white crystal, a tough material that appeared a different colour depending on the angle of the golden rays above. The man even installed the most luxurious Spirit Collection Formation in his abode for his cultivation goals. He constructed his pavilion out of nephrite wood, a material that grew an inch every century.
Tian Xingzhou demands the girls who serve him to be ordinary humans and virgins under twenty. Also, he always demands two at once, Yu Mingjun inwardly said.
“Why ordinary girls? Wouldn’t it be better to dual cultivate with cultivators?” Xiaoshuai questioned.
“Dual cultivation will do little for him at his level; he’s just depraved. I guess it’s just his fetish,” answered Yu Mingjun. He knelt down at the door, where two maids stood, and reported, “Ancestor, Yu Mingjun requests an audience.”
“What took you so long? Come on in.”
“As you command.”
The voices of Tian Xingzhou and two girls he was flirting with banged on their eardrums as soon as the maids opened the doors. Clearly, the two girls inside had been taught what to do.
“Come over here,” demanded Tian Xingzhou.
Yu Mingjun hurried over to present the Dream Intoxication Talisman. “Ancestor, I have come up with a new and improved version that will extend your length of joy as well as improve your performance.”
“Really?”
“I guarantee it.”
“Let’s get started, then,” snapped Tian Xingzhou, third leg unwilling to obey his will.
“… Ancestor, to produce the best results, you need to ephemerally seal your spiritual energy when using it.”
“Seal my spiritual energy?”
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