Chapter 107: c

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It was past midnight when he returned to the mansion.

He went to check the room. Sis Xiangyi was already asleep.

Tang Hao did not rouse her. He tucked her into the blanket, then went to the living room. He took out pieces of jade, each three fingers long and one finger wide, and placed them in front of him.

The jade pieces were cut from raw jade ore. The colors of the pieces were different as some were jadeite and some nephrite. They were all raw materials to make jade talismans.

Tang Hao had gone to the antique market not long ago to buy more raw ore.

He had depleted his stash of jade talismans in the intense battle earlier. Crafting a new batch was his priority, in case of an emergency.

He exhaled gently and calmed down his emotions, then he picked a piece of jade and laid it flat on his left palm.

He gently placed his right index finger on the jade piece.

He channeled the qi in his body onto the fingertip. Suddenly, the surface of the jade piece melted. He traced a complicated rune on the talisman with a few flicks of his finger.

A gentle light shimmered on the jade piece wherever his finger went.

That was the manifestation of qi. A similar phenomenon happened when Tang Hao used his qi to activate the medicinal herbs.

‘Qi’ was the term for the energy within a cultivator. Of course, that only applied to one in the State of Qi Channeling. Once a cultivator reached the State of Foundation Establishment, it was not called qi, but rather spiritual energy.

Once a cultivator was on the Path of the Golden Pill, it would be considered sorcerous energy.

Channeling the qi in his body to the fingertip, Tang Hao continuously drew a set of complicated runes. The final stroke connected all the runes and they erupted in a flash of dazzling brilliance.

As the brilliance faded, a singular Talisman of Righteous Lightning was completed.

“Phew!” Tang Hao exhaled gently and carefully kept away the jade talisman.

Then he continued crafting more talismans.

Crafting talismans taxed the body, even though it was not a physical activity. One needed to continuously channel qi into the talisman when drawing the runes. With Tang Hao’s current cultivation level, he could produce at most thirty talismans in one sitting.

The sky lit up before he knew it.

Tang Hao was surprised when he looked outside. He immediately packed up and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Under the morning sun, Tang Hao’s spirits were lifted when he heard sizzling sounds from the wok.

He soon heard light footsteps coming from the corridor outside.

“When did you come back?” Qin Xiangyi’s drowsy voice was heard.

She was dressed in only a light pink negligee as she left her bedroom. The bewitching curves of her body were barely visible under it.

“I came back late last night. I didn’t wake you up because you were already asleep!” Tang Hao said as he stirred the rice in the wok.

“Tell me what happened yesterday. What do you Taoist masters usually do?”

Qin Xiangyi sat down on a chair. She propped her cheeks with her hands and looked expectantly at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao nearly rolled his eyes. He told her before that he was not a Taoist master.

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