Chapter 265: Chapter 130: Uncle Returned!_3 “Alright, let’s settle it like this.” “The Red Leaf Valley Market will be open in a few more months, and I’ll notify Gao He then.” Seeing the other party agree, Lu Changsheng also nodded. “Okay, no problem.” Gao He nodded in agreement. “Gao He, how are you doing with Superior Grade Talismans now?” Lu Changsheng inquired. Gao He had also become a Superior Grade Talisman Master. But the specifics, he wasn’t too clear on. Although he had chatted with Gao He about talismans over the years, it was not exactly frequent. “I have about a fifty percent success rate with Golden Light Barrier Talismans. As for nectar talismans, only a thirty percent success rate, and for Escape Talismans, merely ten percent.” Gao He shook his head and sighed. Hearing this, Lu Changsheng immediately spoke out, discussing and offering guidance to Gao He about talismans. After all, the man was considered his own family’s resident talisman master. So, spending some time guiding him was not a big deal. Additionally, by doing this, it allowed Gao He to serve him better. … Three months flew by in a blink. During this time, the Fourth Elder also learned of Lu Changsheng’s intention to open a talisman shop in Red Leaf Valley. She didn’t say much about it, but instead supported Lu Changsheng’s idea. After all, with his talisman-making skill, it would indeed be a pity to rent out the shop. She soon arranged for another talisman master to preside over the Spiritual Talisman Shop in Nine Dragons Market. This allowed Lu Changsheng to stop going there and return to Qingzhu Mountain to rest. Qingzhu Valley, inside the practice room. Lu Changsheng sat cross-legged with hands positioned towards the heavens, cultivating. Seven sharp Sword Qi swirled around him gracefully, making his skin feel cold. “Huff!” “It’s almost three to four months away from the Ninth Level Energy Refinement.” Lu Changsheng exhaled lightly, concluding today’s routine cultivation. He could clearly feel that his spiritual power was likely to reach perfection in a few months, at which point he could challenge the Ninth Level Energy Refinement. For him, advancing from the Eighth to the Ninth Level was not an issue—the process was as natural as the flow of water. Leaving the practice room, Lu Changsheng went to his study to draw talismans as usual. After creating one Supreme Talisman and two Superior Grade Talismans, Lu Changsheng went to the courtyard to spend time with his wives and children. Lu Qingshan and Lu Qingzhu could now walk. Lu Qingshan, while possessing a spiritual body, seemed no different from any normal child. If anything, he was just more lively and active. This made Lu Changsheng secretly wonder if his son would inherit his mother’s personality as he grew up. If he were to become like the second miss in temperament, he would probably bring a fair amount of trouble for his father. At that moment, Lu Changsheng received a message. The Red Leaf Valley Market was going to open in ten days. “Ten days.” Upon hearing this message, Lu Changsheng nodded slightly. He sent letters to inform Hong Yi and Gao He about the news. He planned to go there once the Red Leaf Market opened. Although the marketplace would not attract many cultivators when it just opened, and it would need some time before the traffic picked up, opening a shop required advance arrangement and preparation. … Upon a solemn, hallowed, and eerie high platform. “Hoo hoo hoo——” The platform was surrounded by golden flagpoles. The black flags flying from the poles were embroidered with various vivid and lifelike demons. Now, the flags flapped loudly, turning into billowing demonic qi, which caused visions of terrifying demons to emerge. At that moment, the white-haired young man sitting cross-legged on the platform suddenly opened his stunning eyes. They were dark and profound, with a crescent lotus pattern surfacing at his brow. The crescent lotus was blood-red, exuding an evil charm, and wrapped him in a powerful and boundless aura, like a ferocious tiger or dragon. “Ketsukodu, Samoye, Prajnaparamita, Prajnaparamita Samoye, Ketsukodu Prajnaparamita Samoye…” The white-haired young man abruptly voiced a deep and mysterious chant. The low resonating sound summoned a blood-colored figure with three heads and six arms behind him to slowly take shape. This blood-colored figure also seemed to chant, causing the voice to grow increasingly eerie and tremendous. It sounded as if countless voices blended together, causing the platform to tremble continuously as the flags’ demons submitted to the blood figure with three heads and six arms. “Not bad, befitting my disciple; you have not disappointed me.” As he spoke, a youth in a black robe, with aged eyes and a sinisterly handsome face, appeared on the platform. He looked down at the white-haired young man, smiling satisfactorily as he clapped his hands. “You once promised me that if I were to establish the Demon Dao Foundation, you would let me return once.” Qu Changge looked toward the youth before him with a detached expression, his voice somewhat husky. “As your master, I will not break my promise.” The black-robed youth laughed softly, then called out, “Hei Qiu.” After a short while, a surge of qi that resembled a black serpent came rolling in. It transformed into a muscular man in black armor, his body covered in black demonic patterns, his features deep with evil intent. “Hei Qiu pays his respects to the Ancestor Master!” The bald man’s demonic patterns seemed to move like little serpents, imposing a terrifying sensation. However, upon seeing the black-robed youth, he knelt down with a devout salute as if on a pilgrimage. “You will accompany the Young Master to Jiang Country.” The black-robed youth stated indifferently. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure gradually faded away into nothingness. “Young Master, when do you plan to embark for Jiang Country?” The bald man, seeing the youth vanish, immediately turned to Qu Changge on the platform, an ingratiating smile spreading across his face. At odds with his ghastly appearance, the smile created a jarring contrast. “Jiang Country.” Qu Changge paused slightly, his eyes flickering with an unusual light. His husky voice then declared, “Now.”