The strange world of demon cultivators

Currently, Ji Yao was facing a thorny problem: a lack of containers to hold ghosts.

The immediate priority was to make several more soul-sealing bottles.

Over the years, Ji Yao had collected many jade scrolls, and he had read through most of their contents.

Although he no longer had a storage bag, the information from those jade scrolls was still stored in his mind.

Through organizing the various jade scrolls he had mastered, Ji Yao discovered that making soul-sealing bottles was actually one of the simplest and easiest types of magical artifacts to create, compared to others.

The materials required were not complicated, merely an undamaged bottle imbued with dense ghostly energy.

The next step was the key: using his own powerful ghostly energy to carefully inscribe restrictions onto the bottle.

According to the most basic and conventional method, only four specific restrictions needed to be inscribed on the bottle's surface to complete the process.

These four restrictions were:

The Ghost-Attracting Restriction, which could draw ghosts into the bottle;

The Ghost-Refining Restriction, which could refine ghosts to enhance their power;

The Ghost-Nurturing Restriction, which could nourish ghosts and allow them to grow and evolve;

And the final Ghost-Suppressing Restriction, used to suppress ghosts and prevent them from escaping or turning against their master.

For Ji Yao, who once possessed a Foundation Establishment cultivation level, inscribing these restrictions was as easy as flipping his hand; he could do it with ease.

However, the real headache he faced now was how to obtain those bottles imbued with ghostly energy.

After all, even a skilled cook couldn't make a meal without rice. If he couldn't even gather the most basic raw materials,

then even if he possessed heaven-defying abilities, it would all be in vain!

This was also an important reason why Ji Yao was willing to bring these people along.

With this plan in mind, Ji Yao immediately dispatched them to search for these special bottles.

Of course, in the process, he had to ensure the safety of everyone.

Otherwise, if someone unfortunately encountered misfortune or even lost their life, it would be a greater loss than the gain!

And the simplest and most cost-effective of these items was—talismans.

He had to carefully create a batch of defensive talismans that could resist the invasion of ghosts.

After all, most of the ghosts in this ghost domain were not vicious and malevolent specters, so there was no need to prepare excessively powerful attack talismans.

He only needed to create some slightly crude, unfinished talismans to cope with the current situation.

Not only that, but in order to further improve the efficiency of catching ghosts, he also planned to draw some Ghost-Binding Talismans specifically used to imprison ghosts.

However, successfully drawing these talismans was not an easy task, as it required specific materials: talisman paper, a talisman brush, and talisman ink.

For talismans that didn't require high quality, ordinary paper that had been soaked in ghostly energy for two days would suffice.

As for the talisman brush, an ordinary writing brush could be used.

But when it came to talisman ink, the situation became more complicated—it needed to be made by mixing cinnabar with his own blood.

Ji Yao didn't dare to delay and quickly explained the detailed requirements for drawing talismans to the others.

Upon hearing this, the eldest brother immediately took action and began making arrangements.

The group then began a busy search in the God of Wealth Temple.

Unexpectedly, they actually found something!

Not only did they find a large pile of unused yellow talisman paper, but they also found several writing brushes.

Even more surprising was that they even found some old cinnabar.

… … … …

Ji Yao quietly gazed at the items placed in front of him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He took a deep breath and slowly stretched his slightly stiff muscles and bones.

He moved his wrist joints, producing a slight cracking sound.

Then, under the shocked gaze of the others, he unhesitatingly picked up a sharp small knife.

A cold light flashed, and the blade cut across his palm.

In an instant, crimson blood flowed out like a spring.

Drop after drop fell into the prepared cinnabar on the side.

Immediately afterward, Ji Yao calmly picked up a writing brush and thoroughly mixed the cinnabar and blood evenly.

He held the brush, dipped it in the mixed paint, and then quickly waved it on a piece of yellowed talisman paper.

As the tip of the brush moved, mysterious and complex runes gradually emerged.

To the people present, it seemed that each of his strokes contained strange power and profound meaning.

When the last stroke was completed, something unexpected happened—the originally calm talisman paper suddenly burned without warning!

Flames instantly rose, and raging flames enveloped the entire talisman paper.

In the blink of an eye, it turned to ashes and dissipated into the air, leaving not a trace.

Witnessing this scene, the few people present couldn't help but gape and look at each other.

A somewhat frightened expression appeared on their faces, and they involuntarily retreated backward, obviously frightened by this sudden change.

However, Ji Yao simply shook his head gently and sighed inwardly:

"It seems that directly drawing like this still won't work! It seems I have to nourish the paper first."

After thinking this, he raised his head and glanced at the few people who were still in a state of shock.

He asked:

"Among you, does anyone have an item with heavy ghostly energy? I urgently need to use it now."

The few people were silent for a moment, and the girl hesitantly raised her hand,

"Brother, I have a small bone token that my family gave me before entering, saying it's a ghost artifact that can protect me.

I've always felt it's gloomy, I don't know if it counts."

Ji Yao's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked the girl to bring it over.

The moment he took the token, a chill shot straight up his arm.

Ji Yao was secretly delighted; the ghostly energy was indeed very strong.

He immediately picked up the token and walked steadily into the inner room of the main hall.

After entering the inner room, he moved out a dusty and seemingly old earthen altar from the corner.

Then, he gently placed the token in his hand and all the yellowed talisman paper into the altar together.

After he finished doing this, he took a deep breath and picked up the writing brush that had been prepared earlier, dipping it in a little blood-stained cinnabar.

Then, he began to draw complex and strange restriction patterns on the surface of the altar with all his attention.

With the movement of his brush, lines of blood-red gradually emerged.

As if endowing this ordinary altar with some kind of mysterious and unpredictable power.

Finally, when the last stroke was completed, the entire restriction pattern flickered with a faint light.

At this moment, something unexpected happened to the few people following behind Ji Yao—the altar, which had been quietly placed on the table, suddenly began to emit billowing black smoke and dust!

The smoke and dust were as black as ink, continuously pouring out of the mouth of the altar, instantly filling the entire room.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yao, who had been staring at the altar, showed a satisfied smile on his face.

He muttered to himself:

"It seems that the ghostly energy has begun to nourish this talisman paper…"

With that, he turned to look at the few people standing not far away.

He said:

"Next, we just have to wait for two days."

After explaining this, he didn't say much more.

He walked to a thick pillar on his own, sat down cross-legged.

He closed his eyes tightly, made hand seals, and began to concentrate on sitting and cultivating, circulating his energy.

The few people heard his words, looked at each other, and nodded in understanding.

Then they dispersed and began to busy themselves with their own tasks.

For a time, only Ji Yao's even and long breathing and the occasional sound of searching for things could be heard in the room.

Time passed quickly, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.

When Ji Yao opened his eyes again and got up to walk towards the altar that was still emitting black smoke and dust, everyone's eyes gathered on him.

He stretched out his right hand and gently lifted the lid of the altar.

In an instant, a piercing chill swept over them, and everyone couldn't help but shiver.

Immediately afterward, everyone took a closer look and found that the talisman paper at the bottom of the altar had undergone an amazing change at this moment.

After two days of nourishment by ghostly energy and blessing by restrictions.

The originally ordinary talisman paper had now become shrouded in Yin energy, and faint blue lines faintly appeared on it.

Those lines, like living things, wriggled and twisted, exuding an aura that made people shudder.

The token had also become even darker. After Ji Yao returned the token to the girl,

He picked up the brush again, dipped it in ink, and began to redraw the Ghost-Binding Talisman.

This time, as soon as the tip of the brush landed, the runes on the talisman paper flickered with a ghostly light, and the self-ignition situation did not occur as before.

As the Ghost-Binding Talismans and protective talismans were completed one by one, Ji Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

… … … …

Afterwards, Ji Yao distributed these talismans to the five people and taught them how to use these talismans.

The Ghost-Binding Talisman required a specific incantation, and the protective talisman only needed to be attached to the body.

If, during use, the talisman self-ignited.

It meant that the talisman's effect was gone and a new one had to be replaced immediately.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from outside, Ji Yao's expression changed, and he rushed out.

He saw that a ghost had broken into the God of Wealth Temple at some point, and everyone was panicked.

Ji Yao directly held the Ghost-Binding Talisman, chanted words, and threw it fiercely at the ghost.

The Ghost-Binding Talisman stuck to the ghost, and the ghost immediately became unable to move, only able to let out an angry roar.

Ji Yao walked forward, took out a previous Soul-Sealing Bottle, and cast a spell to take the ghost into it.

After the crisis was lifted, everyone looked at Ji Yao with admiration, full of confidence in the upcoming ghost-catching journey.

And Ji Yao, looking at the ghost in the Soul-Sealing Bottle, became a little uneasy!

Why would a ghost run in for no reason? It seemed he had to make some more preparations.