Fame Spreads Far and Wide

Chen Changqing used his divine sense to observe himself.

"Soul-Devouring Black Lotus"

"Owner: Chen Changqing"

"Cultivation level of magical power: Qi Refining Level 1"

Physical Cultivation Level: Body Refinement Level 2 (323/400)

"Spell: None"

「技能：箭术2级（270/400），爬树0级（37/100），书法0级（28/100）」

"Talisman: Fireball Talisman Level 1 (0/200)"

Chen Changqing's eyes brightened slightly, and he felt a surge of joy.

火球符，从昨晚的『火球符0级（99/100）』，变成了『火球符1级（0/200）』。

In the past twenty-odd days, my skills in drawing fireball talismans have become increasingly proficient.

His physical cultivation level has reached the late stage of the second level of body refinement.

His physical strength is now comparable to that of Xiao Hei, who is only twenty days old.

However, in these twenty-odd days, Xiao Hei's physical condition has also improved a lot.

Moreover, Xiao Hei's spiritual power cultivation has improved even faster, reaching the mid-stage of the second level of Lesser Demon.

With the boost of the little black tiger's spiritual power, its strength, speed, and agility increased dramatically.

Now, Xiao Hei's fighting power is much stronger than his.

Chen Changqing's archery skills also improved significantly, reaching level two as well.

Not only are they more accurate, but the power of the arrows has also been greatly increased.

A single arrow can pierce through a wooden stump half a meter in diameter.

Chen Changqing suppressed the turmoil in his heart and quickly regained his composure.

The Soul-Devouring Black Lotus burned fiercely as it continued to draw fireball talismans.

The Fireball Talisman is a first-grade, low-level attack talisman with average attack power.

A Fireball Talisman is worth 160 copper coins.

It's considered the cheapest low-level talisman.

However, 160 copper coins are extremely important to a cultivator like Chen Changqing who is at the first level of Qi Refining.

For Chen Changqing, this was even more important.

He's borrowing money everywhere now.

In the past twenty-odd days, he has borrowed all the patrol guards from the town's main government.

He even borrowed five hundred copper coins from Wang Chengwu, the village head.

His exceptional hearing allowed him to hear the people's discussions.

The locals all say he is the poorest man in Qingshi Town.

Chen Changqing never expected that the name "poor devil" would spread among the common people.

The farmers who had previously lent him pigs on credit all came to him, demanding their money back.

He told everyone that he had no money to pay his debts.

I'll give it to you later.

after that.

His reputation as a penniless wretch spread far and wide throughout every corner of Qing Shi Town.

Chen Changqing sat at the table, lightly dipping his talisman brush in the ink. The dark red ink trembled slightly at the tip of the brush, emitting a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.

He took a deep breath, focused his mind on his dantian, and mobilized the fine, hair-like spiritual energy in his dantian.

Over the past twenty days, the source of power in his dantian has grown considerably under the feedback of Xiao Hei's spiritual energy.

The filamentous spiritual energy in his dantian was 50% greater than it had been twenty days ago.

After more than twenty days of repeated practice, he has become increasingly proficient in controlling spiritual power.

With a slight thought, wisps of spiritual energy obediently flowed into the meridians, then along the meridians into the right arm, and smoothly into the tip of the talisman brush, merging into the talisman ink.

With a slight movement of the wrist, the pen is gently placed down.

The talisman brush moved slowly across the talisman skin, and red patterns gradually took shape.

This time, his wrist was as steady as a rock, and his spiritual energy output was smooth and precise.

The spiritual energy is increased slightly in some places and decreased slightly in others; everything is just right.

The talisman brush outlined intricate runes on the talisman skin, the flow of spiritual energy as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest stagnation, exceptionally silky.

Finally, the last stroke of the rune was completed. The red patterns on the rune skin shimmered with a faint light, and spiritual energy flowed within it, forming a complete fireball rune.

The Soul-Devouring Black Lotus burned fiercely, and a trace of experience and insights about drawing fireball talismans once again flooded into his mind.

"Fireball Talisman +1"

"Success again!" Chen Changqing was overjoyed, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Novice talisman masters don't have a high success rate in drawing talismans.

If a talisman master can succeed three out of ten times, they are considered to have a very stable mindset.

He won two in a row, which made him very happy.

Chen Changqing carefully put away the fireball talisman.

Take out another soft talisman, place it on the table, and begin drawing.

The talisman was only half-drawn when an unexpected incident occurred.

The loud knocking at the door startled him, causing his spiritual energy output to fluctuate slightly, resulting in a burst of flames.

Chen Changqing leaned back slightly and skillfully extinguished the flames with a damp cloth.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that the remaining spiritual energy within his body was insufficient to draw another fireball talisman.

A complete fireball talisman consumes a great deal of spiritual energy.

His current spiritual power is 50% greater than it was 20 days ago, but it's only enough for him to draw three complete fireball talismans.

"Bang bang bang... Changqing."

There was a knock on the door, followed by Wang Datou's voice.

Chen Changqing opened the door and went into the courtyard.

Little Black is speeding along, carrying a heavy load.

Xiao Hei is incredibly fast, so fast that it's almost impossible to see its figure. Every turn and every jump is incredibly smooth, as if its body is one with the air, without the slightest hesitation.

Its landing was unusually light, making almost no sound, as if it were a ghost flitting through the yard.

Twenty days ago, Xiao Hei's speed was not slow, but it was far from being as terrifying as it is now. Now, Xiao Hei is not only incredibly fast, but also has a fierce aura, like a real tiger, ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

Just then, the little black tiger suddenly stopped, turned sharply, and pounced towards Chen Changqing.

Its movements were as fast as lightning, and it rushed in front of Chen Changqing almost instantly.

Chen Changqing felt a blur before his eyes, and the little black tiger had already stopped steadily at his feet, raised its head, and looked at him with its bright tiger eyes, as if waiting for his praise.

Chen Changqing smiled slightly and reached out to pat the little black tiger's head.

In just over twenty days, Xiao Hei changed dramatically, growing a full ten centimeters in height and more than twenty centimeters in body length.

Its body was more robust than before, its eyes were bright, its body was filled with spiritual energy, and its fur was as shiny as black satin, gleaming faintly in the sunlight.

He was wearing two layers of weighted vests, and neither of them fit him well, making him look very bulky.

This greatly affected the little black tiger's domineering image.

Chen Changqing praised, "Not bad, your speed has improved a lot. We'll go to Dayang County later and buy you a heavier and more suitable weighted vest."

The little black tiger let out a low growl, seemingly quite pleased with Chen Changqing's praise. Its tail swayed gently, and it rubbed its head against Chen Changqing's leg.

Just then, Wang Datou's voice came from outside the door again: "Changqing, are you still there? I need to talk to you urgently!"

Chen Changqing snapped out of his daze, turned to the little black tiger and said, "You go back to training, I'll go see what's wrong with Wang Datou."

The little black tiger let out a low growl, nodded, and then leaped lightly, its movements still elegant and swift.

Then, the little black tiger's shadow was everywhere in the yard.

Chen Changqing walked out of the courtyard and opened the gate.

A chubby young man, about 1.65 meters tall, stood at the door, accompanied by a wolfhound with the cultivation level of a first-stage demon.