Xuan Chu opened his mouth, wanting to ask sothing, but seeing Yun Ran and Uncle Master Yan being so calm, not worried about being misunderstood, he swallowed his words.
However, the young uncle master was already shouting at him: "What are you looking at, co over and help, Ran’er can’t touch these right now!"
The Little Paperman could touch them, but it carried the aura of Heavenly Thunder. If they got close, these wicked talismans could easily be destroyed.
Being naturally ordered around by the young uncle master, a hint of doubt flashed in Xuan Chu’s heart. Why did he feel like he was being treated as a follower by this pair of master and disciple?
Though puzzled in his mind, he put on a diligent smile: "Yes, coming~"
Those who knew the young uncle master all knew he was really generous, except for Qingfeng Temple’s secret arts and so of the highly destructive spells.
With everything else he knew, he was willing to teach anyone who wanted to learn.
When Xuan Chu ca over, the young uncle master pointed at the talisman he modified before: "What do you feel when you look at this?"
Based on the trust in the prohibition on Yun Ran, despite his doubts, he answered honestly.
"This talisman makes feel a bit irritable, as if it can draw out the violent factors in my heart..."
The young uncle master’s small head nodded lightly a few tis before he said: "Looks like I went a bit overboard, I’ll modify it again!"
People refine puppet golems to make them useful; apart from a few needing great destructive power, most are for control.
In no ti, the young uncle master drew another talisman that looked extrely similar. If you didn’t look closely, you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference.
"How about this one, what do you feel when you look at it?"
Xuan Chu nodded and continued to look at the other one, feeling inexplicably calm and serene, as if he had no emotions or desires.
It wasn’t until the Little Paperman patted Xuan Chu’s shoulder that he suddenly withdrew his gaze and thoughts.
Clearly understanding his previous reactions, Xuan Chu now looked at the young uncle master with a heavy sense of shock.
Just a few tweaks to a talisman, and the difference was so vast.
If he could suppress his previous doubts, now he genuinely wanted to know why Uncle Master Yan knew these things.
Thinking like this, he naturally asked: "Uncle Master Yan, why do you..."
The young uncle master’s wooden head was now incredibly smooth, no longer making clicking sounds when turned.
He lifted his head slightly, not finding the question offensive at all.
"To deal with Evil Cultivators, you first need to understand them, know what their goals are, and in the end, surpass them, becoming the mountain bearing down on them!"
This sounded reasonable, but Xuan Chu knew it was exceptionally difficult.
At least, understanding Evil Cultivators stumped most people, even those from Heavenly Dao Village, who might not know all the Evil Cultivators’ thods.
The young uncle master certainly wasn’t going to tell Xuan Chu that he didn’t play by the usual rules of a Xuan Sect person.
His path was different from others, but because he had Qingfeng Temple backing him, there were no risks.
He could mingle with Evil Cultivators to study and learn their thods, then use those techniques against them, ’fighting fire with fire.’
If soone else used his thods, they would definitely face suspicion and criticism.
But he was different; he was from Qingfeng Temple where, in their world, every disciple starts with the Righteous Heart trial, also bearing their prohibition.
So even if he mingled with Evil Cultivators, no one would question his original intentions or character.
Just like now, Xuan Chu often thought Yun Ran’s actions were odd or perplexing.
But because she had the prohibition, Xuan Chu would instinctively trust Yun Ran.
This was the reputation of Qingfeng Temple, allowing its disciples various ways to eliminate demons and uphold justice.
Xuan Chu naturally knew that Uncle Master Yan’s ’explanation’ to him was already the limit; he couldn’t say more.
So he wisely refrained from asking anything further.
The young uncle master pointed at the two different talismans and naturally instructed: "Hand these over to your world’s Xuann law enforcers, and the rest you handle yourselves!"
The young uncle master was willing to help a bit but couldn’t intervene from start to finish; he’s no nanny.
Just dealing with Yun Ran’s matters was enough to keep him busy.
The young uncle master looked at Yun Ran: "For now, behave yourself. I have to go out, and I’m not sure when I’ll be back. Take care to heal, alright?"
Yun Ran didn’t ask what the young uncle master was going to do, she nodded obediently. In front of him, she was always a sensible ’good child.’
Watching Yun Ran nod obediently filled the young uncle master with satisfaction. The child he raised was pleasing in every way.
The more he thought this way, the more he disliked the second candidate he examined earlier to be a shield.
Even though the ability was decent, looks were okay, and the family background was passable, the person truly failed.
A grown man, who secretly liked gossip and speaking ill of people, was an imdiate pass!
Now he was going out of town to inspect a few others.
After arranging the remaining matters, the young uncle master rushed off, for Yun Ran’s issues were paramount to him!
Watching the young uncle master leave, Xuan Chu picked up the two talismans altered by him to pass them to the people of Heavenly Dao Village.
Thinking of sothing, he turned to Yun Ran: "So, are you sure you’ll behave during this ti?"
Yun Ran: ...
"I think you really have too much free ti. Is it that there’s not enough to do or not urgent enough that you have the mind to co and see joke around?"
Xuan Chu was genuinely just curious, seeing Yun Ran clearly a bit defenseless, he turned and left imdiately.
Yun Ran snorted coldly. She was originally a very well-behaved person, wasn’t it always others who ca looking for her, and she was forced to respond?
If the world were peaceful and everyone kind, who wouldn’t want to lie at ho every day?
But so people always want more and even take action to grab, so she had no choice but to let them know why the flowers were so red.
"Master, the bed is made. You can rest now."
Hearing the Little Paperman’s voice, Yun Ran quickly dispelled her earlier displeasure, humming a tune and preparing to rest. Sleep was the best way to heal.
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