CHAPTER 421: CHAPTER 420: WHO ARE YOU REALLY?

"Otherwise, how would you get out?" Beisitian countered without raising her head. She was never in the habit of surrendering and waiting to be rescued; she preferred self-reliance. She would never completely pin her hopes on others.

"Alright, I can take the opportunity to watch how you make talismans." Wei Zhongxun raised an eyebrow.

Normally, talisman making wasn’t easy. He was considered the fastest in the Wei Family, yet it still took him twelve minutes—which was quite a decent record, given that the quality of the Xuan Talisman was maintained.

Now, Beisitian was going to make talismans in this pitch dark place, without pen, talisman paper, or talisman medium. He truly wanted to see how this expert would create talismans.

With the presence of people in the cramped space, Tian Zhi felt his fear dissipate considerably. Beisitian’s calm demeanor from start to finish, and the fact that the one with the surname Wei wasn’t panicking either, helped to steady his nerves.

Their composure suddenly made him feel he was overreacting, as if the situation wasn’t as terrifying as he thought, and that he was scaring himself into feeling so fearful.

Thinking along these lines, Tian Zhi quickly calmed down. In certain environments, the attitudes and emotions of others can influence those around them, whether for good or bad.

Beisitian tore a piece off her shirt, contemplating how to cut a slit on her finger. The slit couldn’t be too small, as it would heal too quickly, and it couldn’t be too large, or it would lead to excessive loss of spirit and would heal slowly.

Beisitian went to the small window, glanced at the size of the fabric under the dim, yellow light, and then looked around for sharp objects.

There were quite a few sharp items here. This enclosed small room was surrounded by iron plates, where the edges curled up over time, offering the most pointed surface available.

Beisitian gauged the edge, while Wei Zhongxun, seeing this, winced slightly and said, "Accidentally cutting would be one thing, but deliberately making a cut like that, it understandably makes one uneasy."

Beisitian cast him a glance and snorted coldly, "Thank you for the reminder."

Wei Zhongxun rubbed his nose, voicing only his feelings.

Thinking it was about right, Beisitian turned to Wei Zhongxun and said, "Take off your jacket."

Wei Zhongxun was taken aback, "Why?"

"To cover the window."

Wei Zhongxun suddenly understood. During talisman making, there would be a faint glow. She was concerned it might be noticed from outside. However, he thought Beisitian was being overly cautious. The light here was dim; such a faint blue glow wouldn’t be discernable by anyone outside.

Nonetheless, since Beisitian had asked, Wei Zhongxun didn’t argue and took off his jacket to cover the window, turning his head to ask, "Like this?"

Beisitian lightly replied with an ’Mm,’ then placed the piece of shirt fabric onto her palm, quickly ran her hand over the sharp edge. Pain surged, and blood welled up.

Beisitian dared not hesitate, and her fingers began to move with dexterity, gliding nimbly over the soft fabric in fluid, elegant motions.

As her blood formed symbols on the fabric, a blue aura arose from her fingertips, growing brighter and more intense.

If Wei Zhongxun hadn’t used his thick jacket to block the window, such pure light would certainly catch the attention of those outside.

In this dull and yellow light, the pristine, radiant blue aura was like a clear spring flowing through a murky land.

When the light appeared, Wei Zhongxun was astounded, holding his jacket up, wishing he could turn his head one hundred eighty degrees, his eyes wide with disbelief at the spectacle.

What was he seeing?

That was...Spiritual Talisman!!

In the corner, Tian Zhi was also stunned watching Beisitian; at this moment, she seemed like a sprite descending to the mortal realm, possessing an innate elegance as the blue aura danced with her arm movement, reflecting tranquil beauty upon her face and bringing peace to those watching!

Tian Zhi was utterly shocked; he had watched Beisitian as she began waving her arms at the small window. At this moment, it was very clear that her hands held nothing, and all the blue aura was arising spontaneously!

How was this possible!

It was simply unbelievable!

He had clearly heard Beisitian’s conversation with Wei Zhongxun earlier, so he knew his cousin was making talismans!

No wonder his cousin said the talismanic water making process couldn’t be described verbally. He hadn’t quite believed it at first, but now he realized it truly couldn’t be expressed in words.

The most shocked was Wei Zhongxun; no wonder Beisitian said she didn’t need those materials; she actually possessed Spiritual Talisman abilities!

At this moment, he finally understood why neither their Wei Family nor Left-wing Tao Hailin could cure General Zhou, yet Beisitian appeared and succeeded instantly—she was no ordinary Mystic Doctor!

Mystic Doctors also had levels, although they weren’t clearly defined; typically, they judged by the hue and intensity of the blue aura, which could be tested with talisman powder, aside from medicinal effectiveness.

Though not clear-cut, indeed there were distinctions, and yet one form transcended all levels.

This was Spiritual Talisman!

Spiritual Talisman existed independently of a talisman medium; after successful talisman formation, it spontaneously combusts, with talisman powder falling consistently fine—it’s hyperbolically described that every grain of powder possesses the same medicinal effect!

Spiritual Talisman as a realm was something Wei Zhongxun had only read about in historical records; he never thought he would one day witness it firsthand!

At this moment, he felt it was truly worth the experience, even though he got caught up in it; he felt absolutely no regret; he would gladly go through it again.

Finally, the Spiritual Pointing was profoundly vital; Beisitian concentrated fully, Wei Zhongxun held his breath not daring to interrupt, and Tian Zhi gulped, with wide-open eyes.

The Spiritual Pointing was successful, talisman formation complete!

At the moment of talisman formation, the Xuan Talisman moved without wind, suspended in Beisitian’s palm, began to combust from below, instantly burned out, and transformed into talisman powder falling into her palm.

The cramped space returned to darkness, with complete silence in the room, not even the sound of breathing was heard.

The talisman making process this time took less than three minutes!

After a long time, feeling stifled, Tian Zhi finally exhaled deeply, followed by the chilling inhale sound from Wei Zhongxun.

"Who...who on earth are you!"

A person capable of Spiritual Talismans couldn’t be an unknown upstart; why had he never heard of Beisitian before?

Beisitian looked at him strangely, ignoring the random question, she said, "I’ll give you medicine powder later, apply it under your nose, and you’ll be immune to the effects."