Path to Heaven

Edited by: Earl,Ch40s

Proofread: Kulops

The expression of the green gowned old man was extremely complicated.

From what it appeared earlier, this brat most definitely did not just got lucky. That was because the green gowned old man knew very well that for cultivators that had never made any talisman seals before, it would generally be impossible for them to craft a level one Fireball Talisman.

As for Wei Suo, he managed to successfully create a level one Fireball Talisman in only seven days time. This could only mean one thing; that was, this brat was very talented in talisman making. Furthermore, the green gowned old man who had several tens of thousands of years of experience knew better than anyone else what this sort of talent appearing at this sort of time meant.

Are your parents Talisman Makers or Artifact Craftsmen?” The green gowned old man asked.

“I don’t know. When I was thirteen years old, my father and mother had gone out to hunt demonic beasts with others but has never return since. All they had left for me was a single Purple Mystic True Technique book.” Wei Suo looked to the green gowned old man with a slightly baffled expression. “Why did you ask this?”

“You can go and try out this technique talisman, and see if it is a level one Fireball Talisman like what I had told you.” The green gowned old man looked at Wei Suo. “As for the rest, we can talk about it after you return.”

…

Holding the newly created technique talisman, Wei Suo walked out to the Spirit Peak City’s western district.

Currently, the Spirit Peak City was under the administration of the Heaven’s First Sect. Any cultivator would be allowed to live in the Spirit Peak City after paying a certain amount of Spiritual Stones. As for other ordinary people, they would be able to exchange the ability to live there by doing stuff for the different sects in the city.

Little Stone Houses that were in bad conditions like the one that Wei Suo lived in had a rental fee of two Low Quality Spiritual Stones every month. If he couldn’t pay the rent in a period of two months and above, then he would be forced to live outside of Spirit Peak City.

Thus, although it was said to be rent, it was actually a protection fee. However, on the whole, the cultivators living in the Spirit Peak City would not complain about it.

That was because there would always be a lot of experts from the Heaven’s First Sect patrolling the city everyday to safeguard the security of the Spirit Peak City. For the past couple years, the amount of demonic beasts outside of the city were much more numerous compared to the years before. For example, five years ago, level two demonic beasts like the Rock Tailed Wall Lizard in the Yellow Sand Ravine that was only a couple mountain ranges away from Spirit Peak City would never appear.

If one did not live in the city, then other than the danger of demonic beasts, one might also be murdered by other cultivators for their property. Thus, as long as a low level cultivator was able to pay the rent, they would all practically pay their Spiritual Stones to live inside the city.

The only thing that was inconvenient about living in the city was that flying and fighting with martial techniques were prohibited.

The current Wei Suo did not know any flying techniques at all. Furthermore, with his cultivation level, even if he managed to learn a flying technique, his True Elemental Energy would at the very most allow him to be able to fly for half an incense stick worth of time. His current purpose of trying out his technique talisman naturally could not be considered as fighting with martial techniques. However, in order to avoid the inconvenience of being asked by those from the Heaven’s First Sect, Wei Suo decided to exit the city.

After walking half a mile out of the city, Wei Suo saw an abandoned building. Beside the building, there was a black stray cat desperately caterwauling on top of a crooked willow tree.

When it saw Wei Suo stopping, this black stray cat even grimaced at him. It appeared as if the cat was trying to tell Wei Suo to scram and not hinder its caterwauling.

“Hehe!”

Wei Suo’s eyes shifted. He merely raised his hand and ‘boom,’ a basket sized fireball exploded onto the bottom of the crooked willow tree, directly shattering the bottom half of the willow tree. Flames were raging.

“Meow!”

That black stray cat was nearly scared senseless. All of its fur began to perk up. It jumped like the wind. With a single leap, it actually managed to jump from a branch on top of the willow tree to a wall far away. Its body started to burst into a tremble.

“Holy… shit!”

In addition to this black stray cat, even Wei Suo himself was shocked. When this Fireball Talisman was emitted, the heat that it gave off had caused his skin to feel a burning pain. The strength of this level one Fireball Talisman appeared to be a bit more powerful than the Silver Robed Perky Butted Beauty’s Fireball Talisman.

“Holy fuck! This is truly too ridiculous!”

Far away, on the road toward the Spirit Peak City, were two guys. They just happened to saw this scene and were also stunned. “He actually used a level one Fireball Talisman to fight a stray cat. What the hell is this!”

“I’ve struck rich!”

“I’ve truly struck rich now!”

Wei Suo returned to the little stone house at the western region of the Spirit Peak City in a floating mood.

“Shui Ling’er, who knows, you might really become my wife in the future.”

Once he saw the appearance that Wei Suo had when he walked in, the green gowned old man immediately knew that Wei Suo’s Fireball Talisman most definitely did not have any problem. However, Wei Suo’s next move had caused him to tremble in fear and become speechless.

Wei Suo who was appearing like he had obtained a large amount of Spiritual Stones at once actually started to feel the chest area of those beauty portraits on the wall. The green gowned old man finally understood the reason why the chest area of those beauty portraits appeared to be slightly different in color compared to the rest of the painting.

“Oh, right, green haired old man.” Wei Suo seemed to have remembered something. He looked to the green haired old man and asked. “You said you were going to tell me something after I tried out that Fireball Talisman. What is it that you want to tell me?”

“I wanted to tell you that this is still not yet the time for you to become excited.” The green gowned old man took a solemn glance at Wei Suo. “Regardless of whether it was talisman making, pill concocting or artifact crafting, the most important aspect of all of those was the success rate. The talisman makers who have a success rate of less than twenty percent are equivalent to rubbish. The technique talismans that they manage to make would worth less than the amount of materials that is used.”

Wei Suo was a bit startled. “Old man, in that case, you’re saying that I have to test out what my success rate is?”

“What do you think?” The green gowned old man coldly took a glance at Wei Suo.

With a serious expression, Wei Suo walked over to the simple and crude table. As this matter concerned whether he would be able to get rich or not, he was unable to help himself but become serious.

First one. The line in the center of the talisman diagram was drawn slightly slanted. The entire technique talisman combust into flames. Fortunately, Wei Suo had already experienced this before and thus, he was not burned by the flames.

Second one. He managed to draw the diagram perfectly. However, for some unknown reason, the technique talisman did not give off any heat at all.

Third one. Finally a success.

…

Wei Suo’s entire body was drenched with sweat.

When he finished the sixth successful level one Fireball Talisman, Wei Suo laid onto the ground in exhaustion. He was so tired that he didn’t even want to move his fingers.

The remaining Fire Scorpion’s Blood was enough to create sixteen more level one Fireball Talismans. Wei Suo failed on eight Fireball Talismans but managed to successfully create six Fireball Talismans. He had spent a total of over two hours to do that. However, his success rate was less than fifty percent.

Making a talisman required one’s spirit and psyche to be in the highest state. Furthermore, it also consumed an immense amount of strength. Even one’s spirit would be drained at a very fast rate.

To have a success rate of less than fifty percent and also being tired like a dog, Wei Suo was truly a bit dispirited.

However, the green gowned old man had already figured out.

What Wei Suo didn’t know was that even for professional talisman makers, they would only have around sixty percent success rate in making a level one technique talisman that they were familiar with. When making a technique talisman that they were not familiar with, their success rate would not even reach forty percent.

However, Wei Suo already had a success rate close to fifty percent now! Furthermore, this was on making a talisman that he had only managed to successfully create today. If time passed, what percent of success rate would he have?

“Brat, are you dead yet? If you’re not dead, then let’s chat. You tell me some things and I’ll also tell you some things.” The green gowned old man thought for a moment with a complicated expression. In the end, he suddenly said this.