Jun Wen said in an especially irritating tone, "Second Senior Brother, you haven't seen this before, right? This is the talisman stamp Little Junior Sister developed. With just one easy stamp, a talisman is complete!
And they're all high-grade too!
You worked yourself to death drawing for an hour, but you still didn't make as many as Little Junior Sister did by casually stamping a few times. Isn't that infuriating?"
Pei Zhou blurted out, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
What kind of joke was this? Talismans could be stamped out like seals? Then what did they need talisman crafters for?!
But as he watched Feng Xi stamp out another Explosive Technique talisman with his own eyes, he had no choice but to believe it, whether he wanted to or not.
Was that entire sack of talismans made this way?
Feng Xi yawned, "Second Senior Brother, stamping is actually tiring too. My hand gets sore."
Pei Zhou: "..."
"Second Senior Brother, why don't you try?"
Pei Zhou wanted to refuse, but his hand had its own ideas.
Following Feng Xi's instructions, he stamped one.
It failed.
Jun Wen curled his lip, "Just give up! Do you think everyone can be as perver—cough, as clever as Little Junior Sister?!"
Of course Pei Zhou wouldn't give up. At any rate, he was Xuantian Sect's (former) number one talisman-crafting genius. If Little Junior Sister could do it, he could do it too!
After ruining twenty talisman papers in a row, his face turned green.
On one hand, it was from shame. On the other hand, it was from the heartache.
These talisman papers were all bought with spirit stones!
Feng Xi said with a smile, "Second Senior Brother, nothing can be accomplished overnight. Take them back and practice slowly. I believe you'll definitely succeed!"
After Feng Xi finished speaking, she gave Pei Zhou half a sack of blank talisman paper and half a bucket of talisman ink.
Pei Zhou carried the sack on his back and held the bucket in his hand, walking away in a daze.
He didn't even look back.
Jun Wen looked at his back, "Little Junior Sister, do you think he forgot that these things can be put into a storage ring? He hasn't become Second Fool, has he?"
Pei Zhou staggered.
Old Fifth, just you wait!
I'll settle the accounts with you sooner or later!
Feng Xi, however, was very happy. This meaningless repetitive labor of stamping talismans finally had a successor!
But when she thought of Pei Zhou's ending in the book, Feng Xi's good mood immediately dimmed.
In the book, during one training trip, Pei Zhou was discovered by an independent cultivator to possess the bloodline of the Yan Clan's royal family. Coincidentally, Shen Zhilan was also there.
Shen Zhilan killed that independent cultivator on the spot, then gave Pei Zhou a Hidden Blood Pill that could conceal his Yan Clan bloodline.
Pei Zhou thought that Shen Zhilan had to take away someone's life because of him and had also helped conceal his Yan Clan bloodline, so he was extremely grateful to her.
Because the Hidden Blood Pill had to be taken once every three months, he and Shen Zhilan had more opportunities to interact. From the initial gratitude, it later developed into love.
Afterward, Pei Zhou risked life and death for Shen Zhilan. Even in the end, when Shen Zhilan pushed him out as a scapegoat, he accepted it willingly.
Unfortunately, even after he died, Pei Zhou never knew that Shen Zhilan had long been involved with the Yan Clan's eldest prince, Helian Lichuan.
Therefore, she probably already knew that Pei Zhou possessed Yan Clan bloodline. Otherwise, how could she coincidentally have a Hidden Blood Pill?!
There's even a very big possibility that she had leaked the information to that independent cultivator, all so that Pei Zhou would be utterly devoted to her.
Feng Xi thought of the carefree and unrestrained Pei Zhou just now, then thought of the Pei Zhou after discovering that he had Yan Clan bloodline, and her eyes darkened slightly.
He felt that his status as a member of the Yan Clan's royal family was a disgrace, and he was even more afraid that this identity would implicate Xiao Baidao and Xuantian Sect. Because of that, he became sensitive and inferior.
Shen Zhilan had used this exact point to make him sink completely.
How could she resolve this calamity of Pei Zhou's?
Right now, Shen Zhilan probably hadn't gotten together with the Yan Clan's eldest prince, Helian Lichuan, yet. Therefore, Feng Xi had to solve this problem before Shen Zhilan's confinement was lifted, lest she fall into passivity later…
Seeing that Feng Xi hadn't spoken for a long time, Jun Wen asked, "Little Junior Sister, what's wrong?"
Feng Xi smiled, "Nothing. I just suddenly thought of the Yan Clan. Fifth Senior Brother, can you tell me about them in detail?"
Jun Wen curled his lip, "The Yan Clan are the demons' lackeys! In order to please the demons, they always like to stab us humans in the back.
In my opinion, the Yan Clan are even more hateful than the demons. If not for the fact that the Ruins Realm where they reside is too special, they would've been wiped out long ago."
Feng Xi asked curiously, "How is the Ruins Realm special?"
"After we humans enter, our cultivation will be suppressed by one major realm.
Soul Transformation becomes Nascent Soul, Nascent Soul becomes Golden Core, Golden Core becomes Foundation Establishment, Foundation Establishment becomes Qi Refining, and Qi Refining cultivators directly become ordinary people.
Think about it, is that even a battle we can fight?!
As long as they hide like a turtle and refuse to come out, we can't do anything to them."
After Feng Xi listened, she blinked, "Then why must the Yan Clan be lackeys for the demons? Why don't they become lackeys for us humans instead?"
Jun Wen: "..."
Why did that sound like something's off?!
He scratched his head, "I think I heard that they were originally one clan, and only later split into two clans.
So they can barely be considered relatives. Of course, they joined hands against us.
Besides, both clans were also so sneaky and suspicious, so naturally they're birds of a feather!"
Feng Xi's heart stirred, and she sent Jun Wen away with a few words.
As she crunched on a spirit fruit, she pondered. If she could think of a way to make the human race and the Yan Clan form an alliance, then Pei Zhou's identity wouldn't be a problem at all!
He might even receive preferential treatment from the human race because he was a member of the Yan Clan's royal family.
The little black ball said in an irritating tone, "Master, although your idea is good, the Yan Clan and the demons have always been on the same side.
Why would they form an alliance with humans?"
Feng Xi curled her lips, "Why? Of course it's because of benefits!
There are no eternal allies, only eternal interests!
As long as the conditions offered by the humans are generous enough, the Yan Clan will abandon the demons without hesitation and ally with humans."
The little black ball said approvingly, "Master, what you said is too right!
Just like the little fat bird, the wooden sword, the Heaven-and-Earth Banner, and the Fire-Swallowing Cat all signed contracts with you because of interests.
Only I sincerely admire you and sincerely want to depend on you and accompany you!
I am your ball in life and your ghost in death!
The two of us will never separate, forever and ever!"
Feng Xi: "..."