Chapter 90: Chapter 82: Three Thousand Talismans? Borrowing Grain from the Tang Family Again!_1
Ever since Luo Changfeng began his closed-door cultivation,
time flew by rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, a full half-month had passed.
During this half-month,
the expansion of Qingshi Town and the construction of its city walls had been fully completed.
The cultivation of farmlands continued unabated.
However, due to the season and timing not being right yet,
these newly cultivated farmlands hadn’t been successfully sown.
But by all calculations, it should be about time.
Considering the recent outdoor temperatures,
in at most half a month, the Luo Family in Qingshi Town could begin sowing extensively and planting the first round of crops.
…
Of course, aside from these matters,
during this half-month,
Luo Yong occasionally led a group of elite soldiers
to raid the Tang Family’s territory for spoils.
If lucky, Luo Yong’s party could reap a considerable harvest.
But if unlucky…
they would return empty-handed.
After all, the Tang Family were not fools,
Once they noticed someone targeting them, they naturally took some defensive measures.
Nonetheless, regardless of the outcome,
Luo Yong’s actions had undoubtedly eased a great deal of pressure for the Luo Family in Qingshi Town.
Even, Luo Yong’s series of actions
had caused Luo Ping, who was initially somewhat unsupportive, to switch to inquiring every so often now.
When could they go plunder the Tang Family’s territory again?
Who wouldn’t love free spoils?
…
Qingshi Town, Luo Family Ancestral Land.
In the courtyard where the Ancestor of the Luo Family resided,
beneath a simple Stone Pavilion constructed of green stones,
Luo Changfeng was currently holding a brush, “scribbling” on a piece of yellow paper…
Of course, this so-called “scribbling” was just a somewhat exaggerated description.
What Luo Changfeng was actually busy with
was the constant mass production of a type of talisman known as the Thunderstrike Talisman.
The Thunderstrike Talisman was one of the many types of offensive talismans.
It was the most powerful talisman Luo Changfeng was able to create recently.
It wasn’t that there were no other talismans with power equivalent to the Thunderstrike Talisman,
it was mainly because Luo Changfeng had gotten used to making them and was more skilled.
The success rate of making these talismans was significantly higher than that of other attack talismans.
“Half a month’s time, I’ve produced no less than three thousand Thunderstrike Talismans, that should be enough, right?”
Luo Changfeng extended his right hand, pinching the thick stack of Thunderstrike Talismans inside his sleeve.
He then glanced at the stone table, which also had a pile of Thunderstrike Talismans, all above the low-grade level.
He couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction.
The power of these Thunderstrike Talismans, although weak enough to be comparable to a full strike from the Bone Refinement Realm,
the stronger ones could only match a full strike from the Organ Refinement Realm.
But if Luo Changfeng were to activate these thousands of Thunderstrike Talismans all at once and throw them at the enemy…
then, even a cultivator at the Organ Refinement Perfection Realm,
would probably not withstand the terrifying lethality of these Thunderstrike Talismans, right?
Even some weaker cultivators in the Blood Cultivation Realm, Luo Changfeng thought, wouldn’t be able to bear the damage from these Thunderstrike Talismans.
“The production of talismans is almost done, next, it’s time to look into those elixirs that enhance cultivation…”
For example, the Epiphyllum Elixir that, upon consumption, can enhance cultivation but has great side effects.
The difficulty of concocting it is not high.
But to concoct elixirs that not only enhance cultivation without significant side effects,
the difficulty is quite high.
Of course, the Blood Replenishing Pill that replenishes Qi-Blood Force doesn’t fall into the category of cultivation-boosting elixirs.
That’s purely for restoring Qi-Blood Value.
It doesn’t offer much help in terms of increasing one’s cultivation level.
…
As time passed,
a day had gone by in a flash.
Qingshi Town, Inner City.
At the location of the Tang Family estate,
Tang Jian, who was the current Family Head, was sitting quietly at the front entrance of the estate.
His eyes slightly squinted, his right hand lazily supporting his head.
At this moment, Tang Jian appeared to be contemplating life itself.
“Dad, what are you thinking about?”
Inside the Tang Family estate, Tang Rong, with a black tuft of hair tied behind his head, observed his father, who seemed to have been acting a bit off the past few days.
He walked up silently and couldn’t resist asking aloud.
“I’m pondering life,” Tang Jian replied softly.
“Pondering life?” Upon hearing this, Tang Rong was somewhat taken aback, “What about life are you pondering?”
“Dad, you haven’t had some problem with your brain again, have you?”
“Go on, what are you talking about?” Tang Jian extended his right hand and slapped it down on his son Tang Rong’s head.
Then, with a worried expression, he said, “I’m just thinking about what our Tang Family should do next.”
“Should we just stay within the Inner City of Qingshi Town, clinging to the Luo Family’s coattails, and idle away our time?”
“If that were really possible, it would be quite nice.”
“But the problem is, with the offering of treasures to the Luo Family,”
“as time goes by, our Tang Family’s connection with the Luo Family will gradually diminish with time.”
“By the time that happens, will our Tang Family still be able to cling to the Luo Family’s coattails?”
“In Qingshi Town, can we still flaunt the Luo Family’s name?”
“Clearly, this is somewhat unrealistic…”
Hearing his father’s words, young Tang Rong also couldn’t help but bow his head slightly, falling into a moment of deep thought, “Dad, why don’t you show off your abilities to the Luo Family more often?”
