The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine - Chapter 649

Chapter 649: Chapter 649: Ultimate Move

“Hmph!” Zhuo Lengzhou scoffed, then steeled his resolve.

Although deep down he thought very little of Huang Xiaolong, considering him a minor figure, his desire for Ma Chuxia and the metaphysics association was unwavering. As a result, he wouldn’t hold back just because he underestimated Huang Xiaolong. During the talisman drawing competition, it didn’t matter who his opponent was — Zhuo Lengzhou would throw his full weight behind it!

Soon, someone from the metaphysics association carried a time-honored desk into the hall.

Zhuo Lengzhou stood behind the desk, exuding a formidable aura that resembled a lofty mountain. This guy did have a reputation to uphold, after all.

To draw a talisman, one first needed to prepare the materials.

Naturally, these materials were to be provided by the person drawing the talisman.

Firstly, Zhuo Lengzhou took out a blank talisman paper.

Seeing this, Ma Chuxia whispered to Huang Xiaolong, “Little Long, the paper is made from bamboo that’s been aged for thirty years. It’s excellent material for drawing talismans.”

Huang Xiaolong simply smiled without reply.

Next, Zhuo Lengzhou took out his own talisman brush.

The brush was well-crafted, with golden-bristle tips that looked like gold. The shaft was made from high-quality, polished white jade, emanating a radiant glow.

Between the lines, it was clear to see faint traces of mana circulating around the shaft of the brush.

Without a doubt, the brush was a Magic Artifact.

“Little Long, this must be the Zhuo Family’s ancestral talisman brush Magic Artifact. I heard it’s made from the hair of a five-hundred-year-old wolf demon, and the shaft is engraved with several Array. This brush has been passed down in the Zhuo Family for several centuries now. It’s the Zhuo Family’s most treasured possession,” Ma Chuxia whispered.

“Hehe, darling, it doesn’t matter what Magic Artifact he uses to draw talismans. To me, it’s all worthless,” Huang Xiaolong replied seriously.

Ma Chuxia chuckled.

Indeed, regardless of how one draws the talisman, it’s still a mere mortal drawing it. How could it ever compare with a talisman drawn by a ghost envoy?

Once the talisman paper and brush were ready, Zhuo Lengzhou smirked mysteriously and took out a bottle stored close to his chest.

As soon as the bottle was opened, a chilling aura immediately spread throughout the hall, making people shiver in fear.

“What… What is that?” Ma Chuxia asked, her face full of confusion.

“It’s the talisman ink for drawing talismans.” Huang Xiaolong sniffed the cold aura emanating from the bottle, grinning after, “This fellow’s talisman ink isn’t cinnabar or black dog blood, but — Seven Yin Blood.”

Seeing Ma Chuxia’s puzzled expression, Huang Xiaolong explained, “He must have acquired a secret technique for drawing talismans. This method involves using Seven Yin Blood as talisman ink. The talismans drawn with this kind of ink are several times more powerful than standard talismans. Moreover, this talisman-drawing technique has probably been extinct for over 300 years.”

“That… That looks powerful,” Ma Chuxia nodded.

Zhuo Lengzhou had already cautiously dipped his Magic Artifact brush into the bottle, scooping up a droplet of the thick black liquid.

Rancid, cold, and dreadfully freezing.

“The so-called Seven Yin Blood is made by mixing — blood from the heart of a male infant who died within an hour of birth; blood from the eyes of a female infant dead for a day and a night; blood from the first menstruation of a woman born under an unlucky sign; blood from the ring finger of a wronged dead person; crow blood; blood of a sinister ghost… and so on, compounded in a specific ratio,” Huang Xiaolong explained casually.

“Little Long, collecting all these bloods isn’t easy, and that’s probably why the talismans it produces are much more powerful than regular ones,” Ma Chuxia nodded.

“Actually, it’s nothing more than an underhanded trick that cannot be publicly acknowledged,” Huang Xiaolong laughed, soured by his opponent.

With the perfect talisman paper, brush, and ink all ready, Zhuo Lengzhou brimmed with intense mana and super focused, he began drawing the talisman!

His mind was clear as a serene pond, the mana attached to the tip of the brush seemed to induce an inexplicable force, and then he completed his talisman in one breath.

“Sigil formed!”

Zhuo Lengzhou roared in a commanding voice!

Whoosh~~~~!

The talisman actually levitated, floating in mid-air. It radiated an astonishingly powerful flow of mana, spreading like ripples in a pond.

A severely oppressive aura emanated from the talisman, intimidating both humans and ghosts!

The Taoist priests and priestesses present in the hall all turned their heads in awe!

“This… This Exorcism Sigil… Compared to the ones I’ve drawn, the quality is at least several times higher,” Ma Chuxia admitted candidly. “In terms of drawing talismans, Zhuo Lengzhou truly is a genius.”

“This is the ‘Exorcism Sigil’ I drew…” Zhuo Lengzhou said arrogantly. “This talisman can easily kill a yellow-dressed ghoul! Severely hurt a green-dressed ghoul! Three talismans can kill a blue-dressed ghoul! Ten talismans can strangle a purple-dressed ghoul!”

Pretty impressive. That means, the Exorcism Sigils that Zhuo Lengzhou draws, three is enough to kill a blue-dressed ghoul, and ten can kill a purple-dressed ghoul!

The Taoist priests and priestess present in the hall were envious.

“Hahahahaha~~~” Huang Xiaolong burst into laughter. “Stop bluffing. With your mana, you can only draw two of this talisman a day. Ten talismans can kill a purple-dressed ghoul? Do you think the purple-dressed ghoul is a wooden post, standing there motionless waiting for you to kill? Furthermore, your mana can only activate up to five of these talismans at a time. If you were fighting to the death against a purple-dressed ghoul, your five Exorcism Sigils would hurt the ghoul, but it can fight through the pain. Before you muster enough energy to activate the second batch of Exorcism Sigils, it would have already killed you!”

Huang Xiaolong hit the nail on the head.

He had precisely simulated the process of Zhuo Lengzhou battling a purple-dressed ghoul.

Indeed, what Huang Xiaolong said held no deviation.

“You!” Zhuo Lengzhou’s face contorted with rage. “I am not interested in arguing with you! Draw your talisman! The competition is not about who can kill a purple-dressed ghoul, but whose talisman is of higher quality! No matter how eloquent and flowery your words are, if you can’t draw a talisman, it’s useless!”

“Hahahaha~~ Of course, I am going to draw a talisman,” Huang Xiaolong laughed heartily. “Listen up, I am about to draw 100 Exorcism Sigils simultaneously. Moreover, I don’t need a talisman brush or ink, I’ll just use 100 pieces of ordinary yellow paper.”

“What?!!!” Zhuo Lengzhou’s face reflected shock, as if he’d heard something unbelievable.

A Taoist drawing a talisman without a brush or ink, using only ordinary yellow paper.

That wasn’t the most astonishing part; the truly amazing thing was drawing 100 talismans at once. Who the hell did he think he was, one of Nezha’s hundred arms?

“Ridiculous! It’s utterly ridiculous! That’s a pie in the sky! Do you think I, Zhuo Lengzhou, am a three-year-old kid?” Zhuo Lengzhou was livid, as if he’d been insulted and deceived. “It turns out that you don’t know how to draw a talisman at all, you’re just a smooth talker!”

“Idiot,” Huang Xiaolong sneered.

At this moment, the hall was filled with whispers doubting Huang Xiaolong’s ability.

Indeed, his method of drawing talismans was unprecedented.

“Little Long, you… you… can you really draw 100 Exorcism Sigils at the same time?” Even though she knew Huang Xiaolong was a ghost emissary, Ma Chuxia couldn’t imagine how Huang Xiaolong would go about drawing 100 Exorcism Sigils at once using just talisman paper.

“Darling, watch closely. Today, I’m going to show you a bonafide magic trick!” Huang Xiaolong smiled brightly. “Get me 100 pieces of yellow paper!”

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