"Mom, wait a moment—" Muyu quickly rushed back to his room.
The sudden realisation and the feedback from creation arts—
This was what he had learned in his clan school.
Creation Arts and Battle Arts are the accompanying paths to cultivation, and only by mastering both can one become a True Cultivator.
Why was that? Why wasn’t absorbing spiritual power and cultivating normally enough? Why can’t you comprehend the dao on your own and rise through ranks?
The answer has been openly laid to all cultivators in the world: no talent will allow you to directly perceive the dao. The dao has reached such a high stage in the world—maybe in the ancient times by cultivating you were able to perceive the dao. Today? It has risen way beyond the ranks of immortals, and mortal cultivators can’t perceive it at all.
But Creation and Battle Arts are like tiny needles. Each time you practice them, each time you comprehend them, you sharpen the needle and pierce it through the gate to the dao. Gradually, a hole emerges and you can observe the dao!
A single corner of the dao is enough for a cultivator to become an immortal—
Muyu was far from a corner. His Dao Needle hasn’t even pierced through the gate, he was still pricking the gate with it.
But those little chips he gained had allowed him to directly break through the bottleneck!
And he wouldn’t waste this chance!
His heart jumped as he entered his room, not even closing the door.
He sat down with a solemn expression and raised his talisman.
The willow in his memories, the plant he had painstakingly cultivated and changed repeatedly, appeared once more.
His brush was dipped in ink and raised above the talisman paper. The image flashed repeatedly in his mind, as he started drawing.
In the centre, he created a circle. The circle was oval and roughly as large as a human body. There was no change to this, it was the same as before.
Raising his brush once more, his eyes closed as the image became even stronger.
The brush fell onto the paper and what emerged was different than before.
Drops of water fell, like rain, but at the same time, unlike rain. For the drops had become longer, sharper, and... more like willow leaves.
The drops fell upon the body and slowly flowed down to the ground.
In front of him, the talisman had changed its appearance.
Previously, it was a talisman of rain falling upon a person.
But now...
Leaves fell upon a person like the autumn wind blowing them away—
This was also cleansing. It was cleansing, the cleansing of water, and the cleansing of autumn wind—
Whoooosh~
Suddenly, a blowing wind came through the room and flowed across it for a moment, bringing a refreshing leafy scent—
Rustle
Rustle
The talisman papers hanging in his room moved along with the wind, and fell from the threads.
When he raised his eyes, a spectacular scene appeared in front of him:
The talisman he had just drawn was flying in mid-air, while...
Hundreds of talismans were forming around it, behind it, and slowly, they formed a giant shape:
A talisman with rain and leaves falling all upon a person, cleansing them of the impurities of life.
[First Creation of Origin Talisman, +10% Proficiency!]
Various sounds ringed in Muyu’s mind, but he ignored them.
Rain fell upon his head, a whistling wind whooshed through his robes, and he felt an extreme lightness which he hadn’t felt in a long time.
The spiritual power around him gathered once again, and at the same time, small black dots fell from his body, carried away by the wind.
His eyes gleamed with extremely bright eyes and flashed with a turquoise light.
Turning around, his lips trembled for a moment as he looked at his mother.
"Mom, aren’t talismans beautiful?"
...
...
...
"Muyu, Yu’er my dead, Yu’er," a soft voice sounded in Muyu’s ears.
"Mhm," he replied.
"Yu’er? Yu’er!" the voice became frantic, causing a frown to appear on Muyu’s eyebrows.
Feeling his body shaken, he nearly sprung up, only to be halted at the moment.
Arms wrapped around him while a coldness appeared on his back.
"Mom? Mom, why are you crying?" he asked confused.
"Yu’er! You shocked your mother! You...!" she was about to scold, but was too weak, trying to stop her tears.
A flash of lightning appeared in front of her, eliminating the drops that fell as she gradually sat back down, her face becoming calm and soft, a sternness hidden that couldn’t be expressed no matter how strongly she tried.
"Mom?" Muyu asked once more.
"Can you tell me what happened?"
"I... I gained enlightenment?" he replied, confused.
What happened? He... he suddenly realised something when he looked at his plants, and then his cultivation broke through, and... and he suddenly drew a talisman?!
The panel appeared in his mind—
[Fu Clan Successor, Fu Muyu—
Cultivation: third stage of Qi Refining (perfected)
Talismans: Cleansing Talisman (30,33% Proficiency)
Origin Talismans: Cleansing Rain and Autumn Wind Talisman]
When he looked at it, he also felt a talisman in his hands, and information seemed to stream through his mind:
This was an Origin Talisman!
A talisman he had comprehended through his own means! A talisman entirely his own, with its own unique ability and unique position in the Dao of Talismans!
And...
Cleansing Rain and Autumn Wind, this was the power contained in this talisman.
Rain carries a natural ability to cleanse everything. When humans first felt rain, they used it to cleanse themselves of impurities, which is why it became the symbol of cleansing. Autumn Wind is the wind that blows away all the attachments that make survival difficult, that consume your energy, attachments that can be leaves or people.
Autumn Wind is often also called the Parting Wind, but it also has a unique meaning of cleansing. Only by parting and separating can you truly become something new.
And at the same time... Muyu felt this meaning, it held something special, as if—
As if it represented his previous life...
Cleansing Rain and Autumn Wind, Cleanse the Body with rain, Blow the Soul with wind, your entire being will become pure.
Dripping sound and whooshing winds seemed to echo around Muyu for a moment before he turned to his mother.
Only five words escaped his lips, "I’ve become a Talisman Master."