Planting an immortal tree in the wizarding world

Chapter 34 Diligent Study!

Talismans:

Flying Sword Talisman (Master Level 86%)

Amulet (Master Level 8%)

Lightness Charm (Grandmaster Level 5%)

A month or so passed quickly.

These days, Ronan is frantically working on improving his proficiency in the three types of talismans.

The talisman he drew most often was the flying sword.

Therefore, among the three types of talismans, the Flying Sword Talisman improves the fastest.

Since he could earn spirit stones by drawing talismans and exchange them for gold, anti-aging agents, and anti-aging agents, he stopped refining them.

When Paul couldn't get the goods from Ronan, he gradually calmed down from his money-making frenzy.

He made a fortune selling anti-aging and skin brightening products a while ago.

This money is enough to support his wizard training for a long period of time.

He finally remembered that he had come to Triumph City to become a legendary wizard and restore his family's glory.

Not to become a businessman reeking of money.

In order to make money, he had fallen behind in his wizard training in the past few days.

"Ronan, starting tomorrow, I'm going to study hard. Once I become a legendary wizard, I'll protect you!"

In the tavern, Paul shoved aside the woman sitting on his lap, who was only wearing a thin garment, and spoke to Ronan.

……

At night, the candlelight flickered dimly, and the wick crackled intermittently.

Ronan took up his brush, dipped it in ink, and drew a talisman.

As the talisman brush moved, the talisman head, talisman core, and talisman foot gradually took shape on the rectangular parchment.

When combined, they resemble a small, crimson sword.

brush!
For the final stroke, Ronan pulled the talisman down and then suddenly lifted it up!
At the end of the stroke, a flash of inspiration!
Flying Sword Talisman (Grandmaster Level 1%)

'Finally, I've leveled up my Flying Sword Talisman to Grandmaster level!'

Ronan let out a breath.

'It's time to buy some monster hides, make rune skins, and draw the flying sword runes on them.'

'But first, I need to go to the cultivation world and exchange some gold ingots.'

It was late at night in the cultivation world, and the markets were not open, so he planned to set off again the next day.

……

The next morning, Ronan had pigeon meat pies and sweet fruit wine for breakfast. After eating and drinking his fill, he was transported to the world of cultivation.

After entering the Immortal Realm of the True Sect, they headed straight for the market.

He first rented a carriage in the market, then went into a wooden shed and exchanged all ten low-grade spirit stones for gold ingots.

The gold nuggets were divided into several burlap sacks, loaded onto the carriage, and then the carriage was driven out of the market.

He planned to put it into his storage ring after leaving the True Immortal Realm of the Realm of the True Immortal Sect.

"Fellow Daoist, it's been a long time."

Hearing someone greet him, Ronan turned around and saw the cultivator he had met at the B-class market that day, the one who had invited him to join the Talisman Master Association.

It's unclear whether this cultivator calls the Sect Master "Master" or "Godfather".

"Fellow Daoist, why haven't you visited the Sect Master yet? Your godfather is very concerned about you!" the cultivator said.

Ronan pointed to the sacks on the carriage: "I don't plan to cultivate immortality anymore. Look, I've exchanged all my spirit stones for gold nuggets, and I plan to exchange them for silver notes in the mortal world."

The cultivator smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are joking. But a little over a month ago, my brother saw you buy a flying sword talisman manual in the market."

Ronan smiled in response: "That's right. I spent more than a month drawing flying sword talismans, but the progress was not good, so I became disheartened and didn't want to cultivate immortality anymore."

"Rather than enduring a hundred years of arduous cultivation and dying here, it's better to go to the secular world and live happily for forty or fifty years."

The cultivator sneered inwardly upon hearing this.

The Flying Sword Talisman is a top-grade first-tier talisman.

Even a master of talismans cannot guarantee that they can draw it successfully every time, let alone you.

However, Ronan was capable of drawing mid-grade first-tier talismans, making him a blatant money tree.

He was determined to pull him into the Talisman Masters' Guild:
"My godfather has a lot of experience in drawing first-grade high-quality talismans."

"Why don't you come with me to the Talisman Master Association and visit my godfather?"

"My godfather is most happy to teach the younger generation."

"With your godfather's guidance, perhaps you will be able to draw the flying sword talisman."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. I'm disheartened by my own lack of talent in talismans and don't want to draw any more talismans in the future." Ronan waved his hand and turned to leave.

The cultivator watched Ronan drive away in his carriage, his hand clenching into a fist hidden in his sleeve. He wanted to forcibly take Ronan away, but considering that Ronan could kill three talisman masters at the same time, he must have some tricks up his sleeve, so he refrained from doing so.

……

After Ronan returned to the Wizarding World, he exchanged the gold nuggets for Valant coins and began purchasing monster hides.

He strolled around Diagon Alley, looking at several stalls selling Warcraft skins, but didn't find anything he liked.

Now that he has three thousand valant gold coins, he naturally wants to buy better monster hides.

The monster hides being sold at the stall in Diagon Alley today are not as good as the jade snake hide he bought last time.

'Does anyone know where I can still buy monster hides?'

Ronan thought of Paul again, and around 6 p.m., he went to the Wild Deer Bar.

The Wild Deer Bar is still filled with the aroma of ale and wine, as well as the scent of women's spices.

The room was still filled with the sounds of men and women flirting, and the muted sounds of bards plucking their harps.

Ronan glanced around the bar and noticed that Paul wasn't there.

'This kid is actually serious!'

In fact, Ronan did not believe Paul's boast that day.

After all, in his previous life, he would be thinking about studying hard one second and then start playing a game the next.

Not only him, but also some famous people from the previous life were no exception.

Ronan left the tavern, walked through the city gates of the middle town, and went to the lower town, heading towards Paul's residence.

Paul lived in a small bungalow in the lower town.

It is located in a remote and very quiet area.

Ronan turned into the alley and arrived at Paul's small house, then knocked on Paul's door.

After a while, a question came from inside the room.

"Who?"

"I."

"Ronan?"

"Yes."

squeak~
Paul opened the door.

He revealed a haggard face and bloodshot eyes.

Her curly hair was messy, like a bird's nest.

Paul invited Ronan into the house.

All the windows in the house were closed, cutting off the sunlight and noise from outside.

Inside the room, only three candles burning on a candlestick emitted a dim light.

Ronan saw a wooden tray about one square meter in size inside the room, filled with dry sand, with a branch next to it.

Various symbols and lines were written in the dry sand.

Ronan immediately realized that Paul was simulating a witchcraft model.

After all, his propagation technique had already constructed a model of witchcraft, and he was quite familiar with it.

Parchment is expensive, so it can't be used as writing paper.

Paul then used this sand table instead.

Paul saw Ronan looking at the sand table, yawn, and a whiff of bad breath wafted out:
"I'm working out the sorcery model for the first-tier spell 'Flame Throw'."

"I've tried to visualize it in my mind more than ten times these past few days, but I haven't succeeded. There are always problems at a few key points."

At that moment, Paul scratched his head, and another strange smell wafted out.

"If I can successfully construct it, I will be able to cast spells instantly!"

"By the way, what did you want to see me about?"

"I won't go for dinner and drinks, I'm too busy."

Paul flicked the dandruff from under his fingernails.

Ronan asked, "Besides Diagon Alley, where else can I buy monster materials?"

"I need to buy monster hides. What kind of potion are you planning to brew recently...?"

Paul asked a question, but he didn't expect an answer, and then said:
“In the northern part of the city, there is a butcher shop. The owner is easy to recognize; he is a strong man who is two meters tall.”

"His butcher shop openly sells livestock meat."

"Secretly, they sell some monster materials."

"You can go and take a look."

Paul then told Ronan the address of the butcher shop.

(End of this chapter)