Chapter 347: Buying Loyalty (1/2)

In Qing Han’s eyes, Situ Zong’s lack of finesse was clear as day. The Pelagic Orb wasn’t fully his yet; he needed more time.

Although the Star Demon senior could make use of some of the orb’s functions, other dao immortals were perfectly capable of taking it from his hands.

“Young lord,” Situ Zong replied with a helpless smile, “the Pelagic Orb is a connate-grade treasure. I need at least a hundred years of hard work to properly refine something like this.”

His current state was a far cry from complete ownership. A completely refined connate treasure meant that the treasure recognized the wielder as its master, who could then deploy it as effortlessly and fully as an extension of their own limbs.

Currently, Situ Zong was merely injecting his own power into the treasure to empower it. Wielding the orb was actually a considerable burden on him.

Qing Han glanced at Lu Yun, who quickly shared Situ Zong’s expression in turn. His friend seemed to think he was some kind of omnipotent deity. Perhaps he was even a little worshipful of Lu Yun?

Shaking his head, the young man began to draw talismans in the void.

“That’s an ultimate skill, talismans from the void!” Situ Zong’s pupils dilated in mesmerized fixation as he watched Lu Yun’s fingers dance in the air.

After a hundred breaths or so, a stack of that many talismans appeared in Lu Yun’s hand.

“Here, some Treasure Refining Talismans—a hundred, to be precise. Each is worth a year of effort. If you use all of them at once, it should help you fully refine the treasure… in theory,” he said calmly.

Xuanxi had invented this talisman ten thousand years ago as a helpful tool, useful for immortals who were in a rush to refine their treasures. After she became the Dusk River God, its method of manufacture was slowly lost to history.

Of course, her original version hadn’t been capable of assisting with a connate-grade treasure; the Tome of Life and Death’s power had filled that particular gap.

“Treasure Refining Talismans? The very same ones lost for ten thousand years?!” Situ Zong was astounded. As an old man who’d lived for twenty thousand years, he’d certainly heard about the existence of such a thing, but had never been lucky enough to see one personally… until now.

Lu Yun had drawn a full hundred of them on the spot!

“Young lord, these talismans are too valuable!” Situ Zong hurriedly put the stack away. “They’re both extinct and incredibly potent. Showing them off would only attract unscrupulous eyes! I recommend being more discreet in the future….”

“Master.” Situ Yun tugged at his teacher’s sleeve. “I don’t think they’re worth much to the young lord. Just now, he drew a Principal Nineheavens Talisman for me!”

Situ Zong’s face froze in the middle of his best goldfish imitation, and he looked at Lu Yun like one would a monster. No wonder the sect’s five heavyweights had issued orders to respect the young lords’ authorities. There was a very good reason after all!

The two youths’ raid on the North Sea monster palace earlier had benefited from expert help covering any trouble that arose from their actions, but Lu Yun’s unbelievable show of skill just now was all his own.

When Situ Yun transmitted the young lord’s plans to his master, Situ Zong’s face ran through the purple gradient before he let out a long sigh. “You have a big heart, young lord. Your ambition is grand indeed.”

Taking the talismans back out, he began to use them straight away.