Zhang Xiu Jian, a disciple of Longhu Mountain, jealous of the relationship between Ling Tian and Zhang Cai Feng, sought trouble for Ling Tian outside the mountain gate.
As a result, his treasured sword was destroyed by Ling Tian. Enraged, Zhang Xiu Jian actually took out a talismans and attacked Ling Tian with it.
As the talisman was activated by true essence, a fireball the size of a human head flew towards Ling Tian.
This scene terrified the other disciples of Longhu Mountain present. They knew very well the power of talismans; if one hit a person, they would be at least severely injured, if not killed!
However, Zhang Xiu Jian was already blinded by lust and consumed by jealousy and hatred, directly attacking Ling Tian.
"Junior brother, don't..."
"Stop, Xiu Jian..."
However, the reminders from his fellow disciples did not change Zhang Xiu Jian in any way. The fireball whistled and lunged at Ling Tian.
Everyone's hearts sank to the bottom. They knew that this matter had escalated. Once Ling Tian was injured by the talisman, regardless of whether he survived, Zhang Xiu Jian was finished and might even be expelled from the sect.
And they, the onlookers, might also get caught in the crossfire.
Even more critically, it was possible that due to this incident, the supply of talismans to the disciples of Longhu Mountain would be reduced.
Previously, the output of talismans from Longhu Mountain was very low. The drawing of Daoist true talismans was extremely difficult. Even the few venerated elders of Longhu Mountain could only produce a hundred or so talismans each year.
Only core disciples or those on special missions would receive a precious talisman.
However, six months ago, the situation changed. Zhang Dao Yun, the sect leader of Longhu Mountain, obtained the secret manual for drawing and improving talismans from Ling Tian.
Upon returning to the mountain, he immediately collaborated with the venerated elders. They were astonished by the talisman technology provided by Ling Tian.
These venerated elders were experts in drawing talismans. With a guiding idea, they could achieve a qualitative leap, let alone Ling Tian's talisman book, which contained very detailed information.
This caused the output of talismans on Longhu Mountain to increase severalfold, and the new talismans were also much more powerful than before.
Therefore, Zhang Dao Yun discussed with the senior members of the Daoist temple and decided to distribute all the old-version talismans that the temple had accumulated.
As a result, each core disciple of Longhu Mountain's inner sect received two to three talismans. It was precisely because of this that Zhang Xiu Jian was willing to use a talisman in a dispute over a woman.
But now, it seemed that if he injured someone with a talisman, the trouble would be immense. The sect leader might even order the recall of all talismans!
Seeing the talisman about to hit Ling Tian, Ling Tian suddenly extended a hand and pointed in the void. The fireball, as if slamming on the brakes, stopped dozens of centimeters away from Ling Tian!
Everyone was stunned. They had never seen anything like this before, a talisman that could slam on the brakes.
Zhang Xiu Jian was also inwardly terrified. However, hatred had blinded his eyes, and he desperately controlled the fireball, trying to make it hit Ling Tian.
But no matter how hard he tried, the fireball remained suspended in mid-air, motionless!
In fact, the activation of a spell to attack a target relies on the caster's mental power.
Ling Tian's mental power, compared to Zhang Xiu Jian's, was like an elephant to a mouse.
Ling Tian directly used a spell to sever the mental power attached to the fireball, causing it to lose control and obediently submit to Ling Tian's manipulation.
Ling Tian extended his palm, and the fireball, as if alive, flew around Ling Tian's hand, its movements like playing basketball.
The onlookers were all awestruck. Even the sect leader of Longhu Mountain, including the elders on the mountain, likely did not possess such ability.
Ling Tian sneered, "I have no enmity with you, yet you pointed a sword at me the moment we met, and now you attack me with a talisman. Is this how you Longhu Mountain disciples treat guests!
I will definitely report this matter to your sect leader!"
"Who do you think you are!"
Ling Tian's words enraged Zhang Xiu Jian. He snatched a long sword from a nearby junior brother and charged at Ling Tian.
In a flash, Ling Tian flicked his index finger forward. The fireball circling Ling Tian's palm suddenly shot out, directly lunging at Zhang Xiu Jian.
"Boom!"
Just as the fireball was more than a meter away from Zhang Xiu Jian, it suddenly exploded. The immense shockwave sent Zhang Xiu Jian flying and crashing to the ground.
His sword was knocked out of his hand, his clothes were burned into rags by the scorching heat, and even his hair and eyebrows were singed by the flames.
He felt his skin burning, and it seemed he had suffered some burns!
"Oh dear, senior brother, are you alright..."
"Junior brother, are you okay..."
Everyone rushed forward and helped Zhang Xiu Jian up from the ground where he had been blown down.
At this moment, a somewhat older disciple of Longhu Mountain looked at Ling Tian with a furious expression.
"You have great audacity to injure my Longhu Mountain disciple here in Longhu Mountain... If you cannot give us an explanation for this matter today, you will not leave here alive!"
"Heh, I never expected Longhu Mountain to have degenerated to this extent!
This fellow attacked me without any reason, pointed a sword at me, and then attacked me with a talisman. Does he think I have no temper?
Moreover, I was merely teaching him a lesson. If it weren't for the sake of Longhu Mountain, I wouldn't have detonated the talisman prematurely. He would be dead by now!"
The Daoist was rendered speechless by Ling Tian's words. He then looked at Zhang Xiu Jian, who was sitting on the ground in a sorry state, and immediately realized that Ling Tian was telling the truth!
If Ling Tian had not shown mercy and directly controlled the fireball to hit Zhang Xiu Jian, Zhang Xiu Jian would likely have lost a layer of skin, if not died!
To be able to take control of another's talisman and detonate a fire talisman prematurely, controlling the explosion's power with such precision, such cultivation was probably only possessed by the sect leader of Longhu Mountain and the elders!
But looking at this young man before them, who seemed to be only in his early twenties, where did such a monster come from!
Just then, a figure shot out from inside the mountain gate at lightning speed. The figure flickered and quickly appeared before them.
"Ling Tian, you're finally here!"
It was none other than the junior sister of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Cai Feng, the daughter of the sect leader Zhang Dao Yun.
Knowing Ling Tian had arrived, Cai Feng immediately rushed forward and tightly embraced Ling Tian.