Wang Xianzhi knew: "I'm talking about the Xuanmen circle, not online. It should be known to peers."
Zhao Yan wasn't too interested in whether others knew.
But if there were treasures, her interest would be immense.
"How many Xuanmen people are gathered in Jiangcheng?"
Hearing Zhao Yan's words, Wang Xianzhi replied: "I'm not very clear. I joined many Xuanmen circle groups before, and now many groups are discussing these matters. Even some old fellows who haven't emerged from seclusion have come out."
"Do you know what the treasure is?" Zhao Yan asked.
Wang Xianzhi scratched the back of his head and chuckled awkwardly, "I'm not very clear about that either."
Zhao Yan said: "I understand. I'll go take a look tomorrow. Let's eat first."
After eating, Zhao Yan resumed drawing talismans.
She took out the Jinqian Sword and affixed the drawn talismans to it.
The Jinqian Sword immediately emitted a golden light, and the yang energy on it instantly surged.
Looking at the blade of the Jinqian Sword, Zhao Yan exhaled. The newly created talisman was successful.
She had always had a concept: to transfer the yang energy from the talismans to the Jinqian Sword, greatly increasing the yang energy within it.
Previous attempts had all ended in failure.
"This sword has so much yang energy."
Although Wang Xianzhi's cultivation was not advanced, he could clearly feel the potent yang energy of the Jinqian Sword.
"It's a newly created talisman technique. I have a name in mind for it."
Wang Xianzhi eagerly asked, "Master, what is this talisman called?"
Zhao Yan hummed softly and said, "Du Yang Fu."
"If you want to learn, I'll teach you."
Wang Xianzhi nodded excitedly, "Thank you, Master."
Zhao Yan personally taught Wang Xianzhi how to draw talismans.
Although she had prepared herself mentally, she hadn't expected Wang Xianzhi's talent to be so abysmal.
After drawing the talisman, she framed it and continued to have Wang Xianzhi imitate it.
Zhao Yan was very excited about creating a new talisman technique and worked tirelessly, not stopping until three in the morning before going to bed.
Wang Xianzhi was even more dedicated, but unfortunately, he couldn't even manage to copy it.
The next morning, Zhao Yan went downstairs to wash her face and brush her teeth. She saw Wang Xianzhi still drawing talismans and turned to him, saying, "Good morning, Master."
"You didn't sleep all night?" Zhao Yan asked.
As she spoke, she leaned in to take a look and sighed inwardly. To avoid dampening Wang Xianzhi's enthusiasm, she nodded and said, "You drew it well. It's starting to look like something."
Wang Xianzhi, who had been drowsy, immediately perked up upon hearing Zhao Yan's praise. He dipped his brush in ink, intending to continue drawing.
"Stop for now. Didn't you say many Xuanmen circle people were going to Jiuling Mountain?" Zhao Yan said.
Wang Xianzhi patted his forehead, "Right! I completely forgot. Master, please wait a moment. I'll wash my hair and face and then we can go."
Zhao Yan replied, "No rush."
While Wang Xianzhi was washing his face, Zhao Yan took the opportunity to eat breakfast.
Wu Jiaxin was slurping noodles next to Zhao Yan. Halfway through, she quickly handed her phone to Zhao Yan.
"Sister Zhao, take a look."
"Look at what?" Zhao Yan asked doubtfully, taking the phone.
"This should be Jiuling Mountain that Brother Wang mentioned. Many people have filmed Jiuling Mountain and posted short videos online."
"Especially the clouds on Jiuling Mountain. Yesterday they were blood red, and today they've turned completely black. It's not raining, and many comments online are saying it's the end of the world."
Zhao Yan watched the video and felt a bit surprised.
The ignorant watched the spectacle, while the knowledgeable saw the underlying principles. The black clouds over Jiuling Mountain were formed by the convergence of a large amount of yin energy.
With the yin energy forming black clouds, what exactly had happened inside Jiuling Mountain?
"Perhaps Jiuling Mountain has a great treasure, a celestial spirit and earthly treasure," Zhao Yan mused.
"Celestial spirit and earthly treasure? Is it something like wild ginseng or wild lingzhi?"
Zhao Yan thought for a moment, "It doesn't seem like it. Jiuling Mountain is emitting so much yin energy. If it were wild lingzhi or similar celestial spirit and earthly treasures, there wouldn't be such a strong yin energy."
After watching many such videos, Zhao Yan's interest grew.
"Master, I'm ready," Wang Xianzhi said, having showered and changed his clothes.
Seeing Wang Xianzhi's attire, Zhao Yan instinctively felt a sense of aversion.
Wang Xianzhi's clothes had the words "Wo Cao Da Shi" (roughly translated as "Damn Master" or "Holy Crap Master") written on both the front and back.
As if afraid others wouldn't see, these four characters were in red and almost covered the entire garment. On the upper right chest, there was also a photo of Zhao Yan holding a spirit talisman paper.
Wang Xianzhi chuckled, "Master, this is our custom-made shop uniform."
He proudly pointed to the photo of Zhao Yan on the shirt, "This is the signature design I specially created for our shop."
"I've prepared them for you, Master, and for Xin Xin."
"Even General Hei Hu has one."
"General Hei Hu?" Zhao Yan was taken aback and looked at the big black dog.
The joyous photo from last night had been replaced by the "Wo Cao Da Shi" uniform design.
General Hei Hu gave Wang Xianzhi a look of disdain. It had pawed at this piece of clothing many times last night, and after finally managing to get it off, Wang Xianzhi had put it back on.
Finally, it had completely lost its temper and decided to let Wang Xianzhi do whatever he pleased.
Zhao Yan waved her hand in refusal, "I just put on this shirt this morning. Let Xin Xin wear it."
Wu Jiaxin took it and looked at both sides of the shirt, exclaiming, "Brother Wang, isn't this a bit too flashy?"
Zhao Yan had expected Wu Jiaxin to refuse, but to her surprise, Wu Jiaxin chuckled and said, "I like it."
"We should let many people know our shop's name. The only flaw with this shirt, in my opinion, is that Sister Zhao's photo is too small."
Zhao Yan quickly interjected, "Leave me some dignity!"
She glanced at the time and said, "It's getting late, we should leave quickly."
Wu Jiaxin smiled, "Give me two minutes, I'll be right back."
Saying that, she grabbed the clothes and hurried off to change.
Zhao Yan waited with Wang Xianzhi for a few minutes, and Wu Jiaxin got into the car.
Seeing the clothes on both of them, Zhao Yan instinctively moved further back in her seat.
"Woof!" General Hei Hu pawed at the car door and quickly jumped into the passenger seat.
Zhao Yan was already accustomed to General Hei Hu pawing at the car door.
After more than forty minutes, they arrived near Jiuling Mountain.
Zhao Yan looked up and saw the clouds above Jiuling Mountain.
From the foot of the mountain, it was even more spectacular than seeing it in the video.
Many cars were parked at the foot of Jiuling Mountain.
Jiuling Mountain was not famous before, but after this incident, it had become a popular tourist spot.
As soon as they got out of the car, they saw many influencers filming with their phones.
"Thanks, family! Thanks, loyal viewers!" These kinds of thank-you phrases were frequent.
"Let's go up the mountain," Zhao Yan said softly.
Wu Jiaxin followed her up the mountain.
Wang Xianzhi, pulling General Hei Hu, quickly followed. Looking at the messages on his WeChat Moments, he said, "Master, they say Jiuling Mountain is surrounded by a lot of yin energy, and many people can't get inside."