My Arms Can Turn into Blades

Obviously.

He was already somewhat confused.

"No."

As soon as Chen Lusi’s voice sounded, everyone held their breath, but fortunately, Chen Lusi did not have the habit of keeping them in suspense, and quickly continued, "The talisman you gave me yesterday has already been used, I just used one I drew myself, though it’s a bit ugly."

With that said.

He took out the last remaining talisman, drawn in a crooked manner.

When they saw the talisman drawn like graffiti on A4 paper again.

The four did not raise any doubts, only felt bewildered, their gazes both expectant and fearful.

Seeing their expression, Chen Lusi, though unable to empathize, roughly knew what they wanted to see, thought for a moment, and once again infused spirit into the talisman to activate it.

Whoosh—

Embers came once more.

Chen Lusi directly disappeared from the spot.

The four stood in place.

"I experimented last night, it works."

Chen Lusi’s voice sounded from behind the four, explaining, "But that’s the last one. If you want me to demonstrate further, I might need to draw it on the spot, besides, I have a few questions to ask everyone..."

"..."

The four slowly turned their heads to look at Chen Lusi who appeared behind them.

Those like Zhang Xiufeng who had seen it once before were somewhat relieved, feeling a heavy stone drop in their hearts as their pulses raced.

But Chen Qing, who had not seen it just now and witnessed it now, was not as calm.

He staggered, stared blankly at Chen Lusi, and then uncontrollably retreated.

Crash.

The chair was knocked over.

Zhang Yunzhong quickly supported him.

"You... You... Graffiti... You..."

Chen Qing looked at Chen Lusi, somewhat incoherent.

Huge surprise and fright assailed him together, Chen Qing couldn’t bear it.

"Indeed, a bit ugly."

Chen Lusi explained, actually feeling a bit embarrassed, although he didn’t show it.

But there was no choice, he really couldn’t draw proper talismans.

"..."

Chen Qing was somewhat dazed.

Is ugliness the issue now?

But quickly, he recalled calling him a foolish brat and reckless earlier, unsure of what to say.

At this moment.

He seemed to see his family who had died hundreds of years ago... suddenly resurrect.

His heart was a complex mix of emotions.

"Ugly is another matter."

Zhang Xiufeng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his seemingly uncontrollable heartbeat, interrupted Chen Qing, and with some difficulty continued to ask, "I just want to know... how did you do it?"

"How it was done... I’m not sure."

Chen Lusi pondered upon hearing this, finding it difficult to explain, so he suggested, "How about I draw another one? You can watch? See if you can spot something?"

Zhang Xiufeng’s eyes lit up, agreeing immediately, "Alright!"

Chen Lusi came to the table, then asked, "Do you have vermillion?"

"Yes."

On the other side.

Zhang Yunzhong quickly pulled out a bag of vermillion upon hearing this.

Chen Lusi took the weighty vermillion.

Then Zhang Yunzhong placed pen, ink, talisman paper, and purified water directly before Chen Lusi.

Immediately after.

The four Daoists gathered around.

Including Chen Qing, who had just sat down weakly in the chair.

Looking at the cluttered items on the table, Chen Lusi thought of his inadequate brush skills... In the end, instead of forcing himself to use the brush, under the scrutiny of the four, he found a ballpoint pen and a sheet of A4 paper.

Upon seeing Chen Lusi take out A4 paper and start drawing with a ballpoint pen dipped in vermillion.

The four: "..."

The four watched this scene, wanting to say something... yet not knowing what to say.

Even though they had seen the graffiti-like talisman just now.

But witnessing Chen Lusi’s unconventional drawing method firsthand now, the impact was overwhelming for these leaders of Daoism.

Because it completely defied common sense, not fitting their understanding of talismans.

It was too simplistic.

So simplistic it seemed like a joke.

Honestly, no matter how much evidence stood before them, seeing this made one doubt... Is this effective?

On the other side.

Thanks to last night’s practice, Chen Lusi had become very adept at drawing Shrinking Earth Talismans.

In just two minutes.

The talisman took shape.

Primarily because he found that the appearance of the talisman actually mattered little, as long as the shape was roughly correct, it was usable, and due to inertia, the drawing became increasingly sloppy.

The drawing speed kept increasing as well.

You wouldn’t believe it.

This drawing method, the talisman possesses a certain hasty beauty...

"Done."

Chen Lusi slowly put down the pen, then picked up the A4 paper, showing it to the Daoists, "Did you notice anything?"

"..."

The four looked at the talisman, then at Chen Lusi, delving into silence.

Notice anything?

You dipped vermillion just once.

Then drew continuously.

Except you said it’s a talisman... There’s absolutely no indication it’s related to talismans.

Ceremony? None.

Rules? None.

Spell? None.

How could one spot anything?

The four looked at Chen Lusi holding the A4 paper, silent for a long time.

Finally, Zhang Yunzhong, who delved deepest into the talisman’s way, couldn’t help but ask, "You’re sure this works..."

Whoosh—

Chen Lusi gently waved the A4 paper, his form vanished, reappearing behind the four.

"It works, pretty much like this."

"..."

Upon hearing the voice from behind, Zhang Yunzhong’s body stiffened abruptly.

The other three weren’t much better.

This time, the four did not turn around but silently remained where they were, trembling slightly as they found a nearby chair to sit.

Next.

The four sat stunned in the chairs, heads lowered, staring at the ground, lapsing into silence.

The meeting room fell into dead silence.

Standing behind them, Chen Lusi watched the four sit dumbfounded, slightly furrowing his brows asking, "Four Haoshi... Are you alright?"

"... Can you copy other talismans?"

Zhang Xiufeng, upon hearing, slowly rekindled vitality in his eyes.

He gently raised his head to look at Chen Lusi, suddenly asking.

"Not sure."

Chen Lusi shook his head, "Because I don’t know which talismans there are. If you’re willing to teach, I can try... Or you can let me add talisman heads too."

Zhang Xiufeng: "..."

The meeting room fell into dead silence again.

Then.

Approximately five seconds later.

"Master Zhang, quick! Give me the talisman I drew last night! I’ll let Chen Lusi add talisman heads!"

Zhang Yunzhong glanced at Chen Lusi, the first to react, immediately rose, heading towards Zhang Xiufeng.

"Mine too!" Li Feng followed closely.

As for Chen Qing, hesitating for less than half a second, he directly lunged at the table, picking up the brush and vermillion talisman paper Zhang Yunzhong had just taken out, intending to draw the talisman on the spot.

Their movements immediately caught the attention of the other three.

The three widened their eyes, then rushed forward.

"Stop! Stop Chen Qing! I only brought this little vermillion! You said yourself yesterday you wouldn’t draw them! I drew them partway yesterday! There are many talismans my sect hasn’t drawn yet! Many lost talismans haven’t been drawn!"

"Me too! Let go of me!"

"You said yourself you’d rather ascend than draw a stroke yesterday!!! I thought it was enough yesterday!!! Some obscure talismans weren’t drawn!!! Put down the brush now!!! Then go disband the Daoist Temple of Qingcheng Mountain!!! It’s the Celestial Master’s order!!!"

"Let go! Let go!! Don’t get in the way!!!"

The four Daoists fought over the vermillion and talisman paper on the table.

And Chen Qing, battling against the three, resiliently managed to draw the talisman under their siege.

"..."

Witnessing this, Chen Lusi was a bit speechless.

Then, hesitated a moment, just about to intervene.

Clatter—

But as he took a step forward, he keenly noticed a water droplet suddenly falling onto the talisman paper, directly causing the ink to spread.

Chen Lusi observed this, paused for a moment, then looked at the four Daoists’ backs, seemingly engaged in their struggle, and ultimately did not approach, instead quietly retreated a few steps, and left the meeting room.

Ultimately.

Regardless of how many conflicts they had, which faction they belonged to.

Their goal was united, all seeking to restore the Daoist Lineage, or more accurately... Restore the glory of the past.

Now, the seemingly unreachable goal they believed would be unattainable until death... was within reach, though many questions remained unanswered, hope was evidently visible.

It’s natural to feel happy for this.

It’s normal to be a bit out of character.

And they obviously didn’t want junior members to see them lose their composure.