Yang Hao returned to his house and checked his system, which now showed an update:
[Yang Hao: Qi Refinement Stage 3]
[Five Elements Spiritual Roots:
Gold: 17
Wood: 29
Water: 18
Fire: 31
Earth: 18]
[Technique: Fireball Technique (180/200) (Minor Success)]
[Talisman Master: 1st Stage Low Grade (10/100)]
[Points: 10]
Seeing this, he realized that having sex with Zhao Yan had earned him 10 points, which he could use to improve his Fireball Technique. However, to increase his Talisman Master experience, he needed to repeat the act with Zhao Yan. This presented a problem—he couldn't afford to spend 30 spirit stones for every session.
Yang Hao shook his head, deciding to deal with that issue later. For now, he focused on something else. He pulled out a talisman pen, spiritual ink, and thirteen blank talisman papers from his storage bag. Carefully opening the ink bottle, he sensed the spiritual energy inside.
The spiritual ink, when stored in a storage bag, wouldn't lose its energy over time, which was fortunate. After ensuring everything was in good condition, he put the items back into his storage bag.
The original owner of Yang Hao's body had aspired to become a Talisman Master, leaving behind these tools. Now, Yang Hao could try his hand at making talismans. Despite possessing these tools for months, he hadn't dared use them for fear of wasting resources. Given his current financial situation, each piece of talisman paper was precious.
These three items were among the few legacies left by the original owner—not as souvenirs, but as potential tools to change his life. Over the past six months, Yang Hao had done little more than stay in his rental house and take on dangerous tasks to earn enough spirit stones to cover rent and savings.
Thankfully, the Pure Lotus Sect provided a year's worth of basic food supplies, including rice and sweet potatoes, to independent cultivators like him. The original owner had died at just the right time, leaving Yang Hao with ten months of free provisions, ensuring he wouldn't go hungry while adapting to his new life.
Now, with the prospect of becoming a Talisman Master, Yang Hao saw a glimmer of hope to leave his perilous lifestyle behind. From the original owner's memories, he only had the recipe for a basic Fireball Talisman. Talisman recipes were incredibly expensive, with the more advanced ones guarded tightly by sects.
Yang Hao pushed aside his bedding, revealing a smooth stone slab beneath. Placing the talisman pen, spiritual ink, and talisman papers in front of him, he began his first attempt.
He spread a sheet of talisman paper, ground the ink, and picked up the pen, carefully drawing the fire symbol for a first-grade, low-grade Fireball Talisman. If successful, the talisman would be worth three low-grade spirit stones.
As his spiritual power flowed onto the talisman paper, it outlined a complex and mysterious pattern. A faint red light shimmered briefly before dimming and disappearing. The talisman was ruined.
"Cough, cough..." Yang Hao coughed, staring blankly at the wasted talisman in front of him.
He shook his head and tried again.
Attempt 2: Failed.
Take Rest
Attempt 3: Failed.
Take Rest
Attempt 4: Failed.
Take Rest
Attempt 5: Failed.
Take Rest
Attempt 6: Failed.
Take Rest
Attempt 7: Failed.
Take Rest
Attempt 8: Failed.
Take Rest
Attempt 9: Failed.
Take Rest
Attempt 10: Success.
Finally, Yang Hao held a completed Fireball Talisman in his hands. He trembled with joy, realizing he had succeeded. A Fireball Talisman could sell for three spirit stones, while the cost of materials was minimal—ten talisman papers for one spirit stone and enough spiritual ink for fifty talismans at the cost of five spirit stones.
Of course, these were the cheapest and lowest-quality materials, typically avoided by cultivators due to their low success rates. But for someone like Yang Hao, they were a lifeline.
He calculated that he had a 10% success rate based on his current skill. If his experience reached 20, his success rate might double to 20%. If it ever reached 100, he could achieve a 100% success rate.
For now, Yang Hao decided to keep his first talisman as a memento. He gathered some spirit stones and headed out to purchase more talisman papers and ink. The sky was already turning blue, and many cultivators were stepping out of their houses as he walked through the streets.
He went to a shop and bought hundred talisman papers and two pot of ink. After getting he, hurried back to his room when he encounter Zhao Yan, outside of his house.