After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

Chapter 110 Falsehood and Utterance

Besides being an alchemist, Yu Wei also works part-time as a talisman master, though her level is not high. However, she is quite knowledgeable about the grades of talisman pens.

"Junior Sister Yun, this talisman brush is a high-grade Heaven-rank spiritual artifact. The quality of the talismans drawn with this brush is much better than that drawn with an ordinary talisman brush."

Yu Wei said enviously, "Junior Sister Yun is so lucky."

Of course, it was just envy; she wasn't a real talisman master, and drawing talismans was just a hobby of hers.

Yun Zhao didn't know where the talisman pen came from, so he took it as a gift from nature and put it into his storage bag.

She also told Qi Yan that she would give the talisman pen to Meng Wenchang when she had the chance, since Meng Wenchang had given them both a lot of talismans when they parted.

It's a matter of returning a favor.

Speaking of talismans, Meng Wenchang hasn't used the talismans they received much yet. Many of them are varieties that Yun Zhao has never seen before; they are treasures of the Spirit Talisman Sect and are very difficult for outsiders to obtain.

Yun Zhao excitedly told Qi Yan that she wanted to see what kind of talisman she was looking for, and Qi Yan listened to her with a smile.

Where Yun Zhao couldn't see, the old man beat his chest and stamped his feet, wishing he could strangle the version of himself that had played the prank!

Yaoshou!

That was his favorite talisman pen!

Another old man gloated, "Brother Zixu, what's wrong with you? Are your hands shaking because you're old?"

The old man Zixu snorted, "Nonsense, I'm still young. I just thought this junior was quite good and wanted to reward her with something."

The old man Wuyou gave a meaningful "Oh," and said, "Brother Zixu is so generous, even bestowing away his favorite talisman brush."

Old Man Zixu: "..."

"Alright, alright," the old man Zixu waved his hand. "Let's not talk about that. Just now I felt two gazes on me. Could it be that one of these little ones can see us?"

The old man Wuyou asked in surprise, "Brother Zixu, what are you talking about? Even cultivators in the Void Refinement stage might not be able to see us. Have you gone mad because you lost your talisman pen?"

Old Man Zixu's face darkened: "I'm telling the truth!"

The old man replied perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, really, we've been out for a long time, let's go back quickly."

When the old man Zixu saw his expression, he knew that he did not believe him. He was helpless, but he had been out for a long time and if they did not go back soon, they would not be able to hold on any longer. So he had no choice but to leave with the old man Wuyou.

Not long after they left, Yun Zhao suddenly frowned. "Ayan, I feel like someone is watching me. Is it just my imagination?"

Qi Yan's expression darkened, but he quickly recovered and looked around. "No, Zhao Zhao, are you mistaken?"

The monk Yun Zhao was completely baffled. "Maybe so, but I felt two pairs of eyes on me just now."

"Hmm, it's gone now. Maybe I was just imagining things."

"Have it?"

Han Mujiao, who had just dozed off, overheard their conversation and used his divine sense to scan the area. "Don't worry, no one's here."

Yun Zhao wasn't the type to pry, and Qi Yan changed the subject, so she quickly put the matter out of her mind.

Soon, night fell and the moon slowly rose. At the full moon, a large door suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and as time passed, the door slowly opened.

At the same time, a rich spiritual energy swept over them, and the cultivators present immediately turned red with envy.

"Everyone, the spiritual energy inside Lingxu Palace is much more abundant than outside. There must be countless treasures inside!"

"Hurry up and rush! First come, first served!!!"

Many cultivators rushed in, including Yu Wei and the others. Yun Zhao, finding it too crowded, fell behind with Qi Yan.

To her surprise, Song Zhiyuan and others, along with some disciples from the other three major sects, were also behind them, seemingly not in a hurry to go in.

Yun Zhao glanced at them, then quickly looked away.

She yawned. "This door looks big, but only two people can get in at a time. We don't know when it will be our turn."

"Sleepy?"

Qi Yan patted his shoulder, "Zhao Zhao, if you're sleepy, lean on me and take a nap."

Yun Zhao shook his head. "I'm not sleepy, I'm just a little bored."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Qi Yan was a little disappointed.

Hanmu Jiao was watching the cultivators fight over who would go in first, perched atop Yun Zhao's head, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle, when he caught a glimpse of Qi Yan's disappointed expression out of the corner of his eye.

Everyone else is scrambling to snatch the treasure, but you're here flirting and coaxing your wife.

Sigh, I'm so sorry to have let you down, Uncle Jiao, because of the trust I placed in you!

Qi Yan is incredibly lucky when it comes to finding rare and precious treasures. Han Mu Jiao thinks he's just lucky and even hopes to find some inheritance or opportunity in Lingxu Palace through him, so he can take advantage of it.

Seeing that the two were so indifferent to Lingxu Palace, Hanmujiao sighed, thinking that the two had only come to find the Demon Transformation Grass and were not interested in anything else.

While everyone else was scrambling and fighting, these two were quite laid-back.

Finally, everyone in front went in, leaving only Yun Zhao, Qi Yan, Song Zhiyuan, and others.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at them, quickened his pace, and stepped into Lingxu Palace first.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyuan's lackeys mocked, "Senior Brother is still the best. No matter how high someone's cultivation is, they can't compare to Senior Brother's speed!"

It goes without saying who "some people" refers to.

Yun Zhao glanced at the hand that Qi Yan was holding, and pretended to listen carefully, "Ayan, did you hear something calling?"

Qi Yan chimed in, "It sounds like a dog barking. Why would there be a dog here?"

“Isn’t it obvious?” Yun Zhao crossed his arms. “Someone’s lackey is right here!”

"Oh dear, I'm sorry, little dog. I didn't mean to use you as a metaphor for something worse than an animal."

As she spoke, she clasped her hands together and bowed.

"you!"

The disciple who spoke first was quite angry. He wanted to say something more, but Xue Huairui said softly, "Let's go in quickly, don't keep our senior brother waiting."

The man glared at Qi Yan fiercely, then said nothing more.

As for why he didn't glare at Yun Zhao...

Yun Zhao has powerful backers, and Master Han Yue's protectiveness is no joke!

Seeing that Yun Zhao and Qi Yan weren't in a hurry to go in, the people from the other three major sects bowed to her and went in as well. Only then did Qi Yan pull her inside.

Yun Zhao asked curiously, "Ayan, why didn't you let me in just now?"

She was clearly closest to the gate and could have entered Lingxu Palace before Song Zhiyuan, but Qi Yan pulled her back, so she didn't try to compete with Song Zhiyuan.

Qi Yan smiled mysteriously, "You'll find out once we're inside."

Seeing that he was keeping it a secret, Yun Zhao couldn't wait to go in and get the answer.

Upon entering, they found the area where they had been standing in a state of utter chaos, with arrows, stones, and several corpses.

Yun Zhao glanced around and saw that there were no Qingyun Sect disciples among them.

Only then did she realize that those who entered first would be greeted with hidden weapons.

Song Zhiyuan and his group were in the second wave. They thought that once the hidden weapons were triggered by the people in front, they were no longer in danger, but...