Mortal Mage

Once a monster recognizes its master, its life and death is in the hands of the master.

Unless the monster's master is willing to release its soul, the monster cannot break free from the constraints of its soul.

He didn't have the strength to catch a monster right now, not to mention he had to avoid the search by the Sword Sect's disciples.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mingxuan rubbed the ring on his finger, thought for a moment, and looked at Yu Shitao again: "Do you have a way to purchase some blank jade slips?"

Yu Shitao looked slightly stunned, puzzled. "How much do you need?"

Zhang Mingxuan stretched out a finger and said nothing.

He wanted to see how big Yu Shitao's vision was.

"If it's one, I still have one here."

Yu Shitao slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a green jade tablet without any spiritual power fluctuations appeared in his hand.

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head.

Yu Shitao looked a little hesitant, and after checking the firearms behind Zhang Mingxuan, he guessed again, "One hundred thousand?"

This time, Zhang Mingxuan was stunned.

This kid actually played his cards out of order.

It seems that he underestimated Yu Shitao's vision.

Zhang Mingxuan nodded.

Yu Shitao frowned slightly and said thoughtfully, "One hundred thousand jade slips are enough for a sect to use for a hundred years." He raised his head slowly, "I wonder what you want so many blank jade slips for?"

Yu Shitao is a smart man, but he obviously asked a question that was not smart enough.

This shows that he did not regard Zhang Mingxuan as a smart person.

"You don't need to know this."

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head slightly.

The jade slips in his ring were all collected from the people of Canglang. As long as he could decipher all of them, he would definitely be able to find some clues about the history before the Dihuang Dynasty.

He once searched through the history books of the Dihuang Dynasty, but did not find any records of history before the Dihuang Dynasty.

The Canglang Continent seemed to be an interface that appeared out of thin air.

This is second.

Zhang Mingxuan didn't care about the origin of Canglang, after all, it happened tens of thousands of years ago.

He just wanted to find a few techniques in these jade slips that were suitable for a person with useless spiritual roots like him to practice.

"You'd better not ask too much about the master's affairs."

There was a hint of coldness in Hao Xuan's voice. As she spoke, she bent down slightly and transformed into a white fox, jumping into Zhang Mingxuan's arms. She stared at Yu Shitao with blood-red pupils full of murderous intent, and her tone suddenly became charming; "Don't play tricks on me."

Yu Shitao's fingertips trembled suddenly and his face turned pale with fright.

"Hao Fen, Shi Tao helped me escape from Jian Zong, he is my benefactor."

Zhang Mingxuan stroked the white fox's fur gently, and said in a gentle tone, "You should remove the mark from Shi Tao's Qi Sea. I don't want to control others in this way."

The white fox's pupils returned to normal. It did not respond to Zhang Mingxuan's words, but instead clapped its tail and looked at Yu Shitao with interest.

"I was just too talkative."

Yu Shitao's eyes dodged, and his body was extremely unnatural. "If I can't form a pill as soon as possible, I will only have thirty to fifty years left to live, and I can only rely on demon cultivation." He paused, and hesitated for a moment, but he bowed and clasped his fists, and added two words; "Master."

Zhang Mingxuan pressed his hands, puzzled. "Why is it so difficult for you to form a pill?"

"After building the foundation, the Qi sea in the Dantian will continue to grow and fill up. When it reaches the upper limit, if the Dan is not formed, it will begin to dry up. The longer it is delayed..." Yu Shitao looked worried; "With my qualifications, breaking through the Dan stage requires the spiritual power of at least three thousand low-grade spirit stones. To be honest, I am short of money." There was some embarrassment in his words: "So..."

"So you want to become a demon cultivator?"

Zhang Mingxuan's brows relaxed and the corners of his mouth slightly raised; "Demon cultivators don't need spirit stones?"

Yu Shitao nodded.

"Why?"

"The demon cultivator's Dantian Qi Sea will gradually be filled with demonic power, and there is no need to rely on spirit stones and spiritual energy."

Yu Shitao blushed slightly, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhang Mingxuan; "But... I need to stay with the monster all the time."

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head imperceptibly.

Hao Fen is his monster and also his woman.

If there is always a man next to his woman, he will feel uncomfortable.

Even if he is an attendant, he can only be a eunuch.

He patted the white fox's head in his arms and whispered softly, "Hao Fen, remove your brand."

The white fox reluctantly raised his head slowly and looked at Yu Shitao, and took a deep breath from the tip of his nose towards Yu Shitao's eyebrows.

A white mist emerged from between Yu Shitao's eyebrows, and the fox demon mark on his forehead dissipated at the same time.

Yu Shitao seemed to be drained out of his body, his body went limp and he almost fell down.

There were faint tufts of white in his black hair at the temples, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes became deeper.

Zhang Mingxuan saw that his face had become haggard in an instant, and a trace of pity appeared on his face.

He flicked his ring, and three blue spirit stones appeared in his hand. "Brother Yu, these are three middle-grade spirit stones."

He had no deep hatred with Yu Shitao, but he was worried that the matter of the fox demon would be leaked.

These three spirit stones were only given as a token of gratitude for helping him escape from Xuantian Sword Sect.

"Brother Zhang!"

Yu Shitao stared at the three middle-grade spirit stones in Zhang Mingxuan's hand, his eyes sparkling, and he fell to his knees with a plop. "Brother Zhang, let alone 100,000 blank jade slips, even if it's 100 million, I will get them for you!"

"No need."

Zhang Mingxuan placed three spirit stones in Yu Shitao's hand, waved his hand, and turned to walk out of the yard.

"Brother Zhang, what's this?"

Yu Shitao chased after him with the spirit stone in his hand.

"The three spirit stones are my thanks to you for helping me escape from the Sword Sect. Of course, you were deeply implicated, so..." Zhang Mingxuan hesitated for a moment and continued, "So I also give you the Ice Wind Sword. I hope you won't reveal my whereabouts in the future, and don't say you've seen me."

Zhang Mingxuan raised his hand to stop Yu Shitao who was about to chase him, stepped out of the courtyard, and walked towards the main street in the city.

Daochu Realm-Luyang Continent