96: Chapter 96: The Shock of Technological Innovation!

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

"Phew, finally finished."

Su Mo used the light sword Magical Artifact in his hand to carve the finishing touches onto the last Formation pattern, looking with satisfaction at the iron block emitting Spiritual Qi before him.

This was the talisman printer he had recently deduced.

Su Mo discovered that a Talisman was composed of Talisman paper, spiritual ink, and a spiritual power circuit. Through the Elementary Formation knowledge he learned in the Scripture Pavilion, combined with his own analysis and deduction, he had single-handedly manufactured a talisman printer.

One only needed to insert Talisman paper, spiritual ink, and a Talisman of any quality, and it could replicate the same one, or even optimize its power!

"Moer!"

Bai Xiaohua's voice came from not far away.

"Time to eat!"

"Coming!"

With a thought, Su Mo's body rose into the air, flying out of the Artifact Refining pavilion.

That's right!

Su Mo's cultivation had now reached the Foundation Establishment Perfection, just one step away from Core Formation. However, fearing that Undergoing Tribulation would frighten his Family who were in the Qi Refinement Stage, he planned to find an opportunity to go out to undergo it.

He floated down in front of the dining table, where a circle of people was already seated—all cadre-level members of the Xiao Shan Sect.

His father, Su Daqiang, and mother, Bai Xiaohua, were in charge of Spiritual Field matters.

His uncle, Su Dashan, managed the Scripture Pavilion and spent his days drawing Talismans inside. Su Mo ran to the Scripture Pavilion every day, so he was very familiar with him.

His third uncle, Su Datie, managed the Artifact Refining pavilion. Saying it was an Artifact Refining pavilion was a bit of a stretch; it was actually just a room with a large furnace, and even refining a simple Magical Artifact was usually a struggle.

His grandmother, Wang Jinhua, managed the Medicine Pavilion, though she didn't know Alchemy and usually just picked herbs.

Overall, while the Xiao Shan Sect was called a Sect, it was actually just a Family, and not even a third-rate one at that.

"Xiao Mo, is that black iron block refined yet? When will you let me take a look?"

As soon as Su Datie saw Su Mo, he smiled and leaned in, his sturdy pectoral muscles pressing directly against the back of Su Mo's head.

"Third Uncle, I just finished it, but I haven't tested it yet..."

Su Mo looked smilingly at Su Dashan, who was to the side:

"I still need to borrow some spiritual paper, spiritual ink, and a Talisman from Uncle."

Upon hearing this, a smile tugged at the corner of Su Dashan's serious face.

Su Mo had been intelligent since childhood; after reading a book, he could draw inferences about other cases. Su Dashan's son was Cultivating in another Sect and they hadn't met for years, so he had always treated Su Mo like his own son.

"Here, this is an Elementary High Grade Flame Explosion Talisman from my own collection. I don't have much spiritual paper or spiritual ink left, so I'll give you enough for ten sheets."

He carefully took a few items out of his Storage Pouch.

Seeing this, Su Datie exclaimed:

"Big Brother, no way, if he asks for it, you just give it to him!"

"You've been refining this Flame Explosion Talisman for a year, and this is the only one you've produced!"

Su Dashan's old face flushed red:

"Ahem... isn't this the first time Moer has asked me for something..."

Su Mo carefully took the items and laughed softly:

"Don't worry, Uncle. You give me one, and I'll return ten to you later."

Su Dashan smiled without speaking, assuming Su Mo was joking.

Before he refined Talismans, he had to burn incense, bathe, calm his mind, and supplement with various Materials; even then, the success rate was only one or two out of ten.

"Come, Moer, have a chicken leg!"

Wang Jinhua tore a chicken leg off the stewed colorful chicken and placed it in Su Mo's bowl.

Although Su Mo had already achieved Inedia, the aroma still made his mouth water.

After they were full, Su Datie impatiently dragged Su Mo to the Artifact Refining pavilion.

Su Mo was speechless; this Third Uncle wasn't good at much, but he was impatient.

"Xiao Mo, hurry up and demonstrate!"

Su Datie rubbed his hands together, his pectoral muscles trembling with excitement.

"Let Third Uncle see how your treasure is used!"

Su Mo helplessly inserted the Materials—

"Buzz!"

The Formation patterns on the talisman printer immediately began to absorb the Spiritual Qi in the air, emitting a faint glow.

"Sizzle—"

A moment later, a Flame Explosion Talisman popped out of the exit.

Su Datie, who had been ready, reached out to take it, but his eyes widened when he saw the Talisman:

"This... how does this Flame Explosion Talisman look even better than the ones Big Brother refines?!"

The spiritual power circuit of the Flame Explosion Talisman printed by the talisman printer had become tighter and more abundant in spiritual power.

Su Mo sighed, somewhat dissatisfied:

"It's slow, too slow. It seems the Materials are still not good enough..."

Hearing Su Mo's complaint, Su Datie swallowed his saliva:

"You're complaining that it's slow?! Big Brother takes half an hour to refine one Elementary Talisman, and you can refine ten in an hour, and they're Elementary High Grade ones at that!"

Then he suddenly screamed excitedly:

"Xiao Mo, doesn't that mean we're going to be rich?!"

"One Elementary High Grade Talisman is five Low-Grade Spirit Stones, ten is fifty, one hundred is... hehehe..."

As he thought about it, Su Datie started holding the Talisman and giggling.

Su Mo patted his pectoral muscles:

"Third Uncle, let's go outside and test the power."

Su Datie's palm trembled; he looked at the Talisman in his hand with some reluctance.

Seeing this, Su Mo felt a bit of frustration:

"There will be plenty of these in the future; you can even eat them like meals if you want. Why are you being so stingy now..."

"Right, right, right!"

Su Datie slapped his forehead and followed Su Mo out the door to an open space in the back mountain.

"Let's do it there. Activate it with spiritual power and throw it out."

Su Mo pointed at an iron wood tree that required three people to embrace.

Su Datie carefully injected spiritual power—

"Boom!"

The Talisman flew out of his hand, and the thick iron wood was instantly blasted into powder. The shockwave even shattered a giant rock ten meters away into fragments!

Su Datie stared blankly at his palm:

"This power... is it already comparable to the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage?!"

Su Mo rubbed his chin and muttered:

"Not bad, it increased the power by three times..."

"Big Brother! Look at this!"

Su Datie pushed the door open without ceremony, scaring Su Dashan so much that his hand shook, and the Talisman he was drawing under his pen burned to ashes with a "puff" sound.

"Old Third, if you can't give me a good reason, I'm going to beat your pectoral muscles into scrambled eggs today!"

Su Datie ignored him, placing a stack of Talismans heavily and gently on the table in front of him.

Then, the corner of his mouth hooked up:

"Big Brother, take a look~"

"What is there to see? Isn't that just the Talisman I just gave to Xiao Mo..."

Su Dashan picked up the Talisman casually and flipped through it. When he turned to the second sheet, he stood up abruptly, knocking over the chair behind him:

"This... this is..."

There were ten Flame Explosion Talismans in total. Except for the first one, which he had drawn himself, the spiritual power Talismans on the other nine were drawn even more perfectly than his.

"Did Xiao Mo draw these?"

He looked at Su Datie in disbelief.

Su Datie proudly puffed out his pectoral muscles:

"Xiao Mo came up with some kind of talisman printer. You put the stuff in, and it can refine a Flame Explosion Talisman in fifteen minutes."

"I even tested one. Tsk, the power is comparable to a full-strength strike of the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage!"

"He even complained that it was slow, saying the Materials weren't good enough, otherwise it could be even faster..."

Su Dashan listened to his incessant chatter, and his brain exploded with a "boom."

"talisman printer... one every fifteen minutes... comparable to a full-strength strike of the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage... and he complained it was slow..."

"Then what has my decades of Talisman refining been... child's play?!"

He grabbed Su Datie's exposed nipples:

"Old Third! Take me to see it!"

"Hiss—it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"