Clan Cultivation: The Ye Clan

Ye Zhenzhen stopped after drawing 10 talismans.

Looking at the 10 fireball talismans that had been successfully drawn in front of her, Ye Zhenzhen fell into deep thought.

what happened?

Ye Zhenzhen's success rate is usually around 80%, and when she's in good form, it can reach 90%.

It actually reached 100% today, that shouldn't be the case.

The reason I couldn't achieve a 100% success rate in the past was that when I drew talismans, I would get impatient and frustrated after drawing too many, which led to my failures.

To overcome this shortcoming, Ye Zhenzhen used to draw five pictures, take a break, adjust her mood, and then continue drawing.

What's going on today?

I've already drawn 10 pictures, and half an hour has passed. I feel like I can keep drawing, without any frustration or impatience.

Ye Zhenzhen began to examine the items on the table.

The Spirit Pen showed no abnormalities.

The talisman paper is fine, except that it is of slightly lower quality than the ones made by the family.

Fu Mo, Ye Zhenzhen leaned in and smelled it. The quality was average, no problem.

Ye Zhenzhen looked at the table; all that was left were the candlesticks she had bought today.

Ye Zhenzhen picked up the candlestick again and examined it carefully.

It's just an ordinary candlestick.

Extinguish the candlesticks and light the inn's candlesticks.

Ye Zhenzhen decided to test it to see if the problem was with the candlestick.

Ye Zhenzhen continued drawing talismans, but failed on the fifth one.

It's clear now, the problem was indeed with the candlestick.

It seems this candlestick has the effect of clearing away distracting thoughts and calming the mind.

Ye Zhenzhen was delighted; it seemed her luck was still as good as ever!

He lit the candlestick he had bought and continued drawing talismans. An hour later, he began his cultivation.

For half a month, Ye Zhenzhen locked herself in her room.

Ding Shuyao, who was outside, learned that Ye Zhenzhen was going to seclude herself in her room to draw talismans.

She didn't want to go out, mainly because as soon as she went out, her senior brother Hu would follow her, which was really annoying.

After paying the spirit stones for her and Ye Zhenzhen's room, Ding Shuyao hung a sign on the door indicating that she was in seclusion and began cultivating in the room.

Half a month later, Ye Zhenzhen finished drawing all one thousand talismans, but failed at drawing dozens of them.

Ye Zhenzhen was getting ready to go out; she needed to sell the talismans and pay back the spirit stones.

Ye Zhenzhen walked out of her room, put away the sign indicating seclusion on the door, and saw that Ding Shuyao's room still had a sign indicating seclusion hanging on the door. Thinking that it was not good to disturb Ding Shuyao's cultivation, she prepared to go out and sell the talismans herself.

When I got to the second floor, I saw Junior Sister Mu and Senior Brother Hu having a meal together in the lobby on the first floor.

Ye Zhenzhen looked at them, thought for a moment, and went back to her room, where she changed into a white dress similar in style to that of her junior sister Mu.

After leaving the room, he hung a sign indicating that it was for seclusion.

Stepping out of the inn, he affixed a shapeshifting talisman to himself, transforming into the face of his junior sister, and headed towards the Purple Talisman Pavilion.

After entering, mimicking Junior Sister Mu's tone, he sold 800 talismans, earning over 6000 spirit stones, and swaggered back to the commoner's inn.

As soon as he entered, he tore off the shapeshifting talisman, transformed into his own appearance, and returned to his room while no one was paying attention.

On the way back, I could already sense someone following me. Good luck, Junior Sister Mu!

Ye Zhenzhen returned to her room and continued her cultivation.

The next day, Ding Shuyao went out and returned in the evening.

A knock sounded on Ye Zhenzhen's door.

Ye Zhenzhen opened the door and saw Ding Shuyao. She smiled and welcomed her in.

I wanted to pour myself a glass of water, only to find that the water in the room had already been used up.

Ding Shuyao ignored Ye Zhenzhen's reaction and asked directly, "Did I disturb your cultivation?"

Ye Zhenzhen shook her head and said, "No, what's wrong?"

Ding Shuyao said mysteriously, "I heard there's a black market opening tonight, want to go check it out?"

Ye Zhenzhen thought for a moment and said, "With our cultivation levels, we might be able to go, but we might not be able to come back alive."

Ding Shuyao picked up a teleportation talisman and said, "Something's wrong. Let's tear open the talisman and escape, okay?"

Just as Ye Zhenzhen was about to try and persuade him further, she heard the voice of the Moon-Illuminating Vine in her sea of ​​consciousness: "Go away, go away, it's so boring here."

Ye Zhenzhen nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go and broaden our horizons."

Ding Shuyao said confidently, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."

Ye Zhenzhen nodded outwardly, but inwardly thought, "You're probably unreliable."

He said, "What about your senior brother and junior sister? Are they going with you?"

Ding Shuyao said, "Never mind them, I haven't seen anyone since I went out today."

Ye Zhenzhen wondered if she had been entangled by people from Zi Fu Xuan.

The two changed into dark clothes and headed out of the city.

Once outside the city, he summoned his flying carpet and flew towards the valley not far away.

An hour later, the two arrived at the mountain outside the valley.

Ding Shuyao pointed to the valley and said to Ye Zhenzhen, "It's in the valley."

He took out the black cloak he had prepared before leaving and handed it to Ye Zhenzhen, saying, "The cloak of the era of isolation from gods, put it on."

After Ye Zhenzhen finished dressing, she boarded the flying carpet and continued flying towards the valley.

After a cup of tea, the two stood at the entrance of the valley, looking at the plaque above, which read "Ghost Market".

The two took a deep breath, looked at each other, and prepared to go inside.

Just then, Ye Zhenzhen transmitted her voice to Yin Yue Ling Teng, saying, "Go check the surrounding area, listen for information, and find a way out."

A cheerful voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness: "Alright!"

Then they saw a vine quietly creeping up Ye Zhenzhen's leg and disappearing into the ground.

As I approached the entrance, I saw someone on duty.

The man said expressionlessly, "Token."

Before Ye Zhenzhen could react, Ding Shuyao took out a token and flashed it in front of the guard.

The guards then stepped aside.

The two entered the ghost market, a black street with red lanterns hanging in the air, and small stalls lined the roadside, all run by people dressed in black cloaks.

A sinister and terrifying atmosphere spread.

The two of them shivered involuntarily.

Ding Shuyao, being older, calmed down first.

He took Ye Zhenzhen's hand and walked towards the stall.

Walk slowly, and look around.

There's no one hawking their wares here; the stall owners sit quietly, waiting for customers to come in.

As she walked, Ding Shuyao stopped in front of a stall and looked at a sword on the table.

Ye Zhenzhen assumed Ding Shuyao liked it and looked at her.

She watched for a while, said nothing, and then left.

Just as Ye Zhen was filled with doubt, he received a telepathic message from Ding Shuyao: "That was a magic weapon belonging to a Golden Core stage senior from our sect. It's gotten itself into trouble here; it seems likely it's in grave danger."

Ye Zhenzhen nodded without saying anything, and the two continued strolling around.

Ye Zhenzhen would buy any seeds of spiritual herbs and medicines she saw, but nothing else caught her attention.

When Ye Zhenzhen reached the end of the road, she opened her eyes and saw a person. What was he doing here?