Chapter 44: Master of Magic

Ye Bufan turned around and saw that the person standing behind him was the old Daoist he had met on the antique street.

It seemed he had been too excited about getting the Storage Ring just now and hadn't noticed the old Daoist following him the whole time.

At this moment, the old Daoist's eyes gleamed as he looked at the ring on his hand, and he exclaimed excitedly, "A mustard seed containing a world, capable of holding all things! It truly is a good item.

Quickly hand it over to Daoist Master, and I can spare your life."

Ye Bufan said coldly, "Quickly scram, and I can spare your life too."

The old Daoist said with a sinister expression, "Young man, do you know who you're talking to? If you anger me, not only will I make sure you have no burial place, but I will also make your Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, never to be reborn.

If you hand over this ring, Daoist Master will not shortchange you."

The old Daoist was actually a bit apprehensive in his heart. Since this Young man could use the mustard seed Spell, he definitely wasn't an ordinary person.

Moreover, his calm demeanor made it impossible to see through his true strength, so he didn't rush to attack, wanting to probe the other party's background.

Ye Bufan frowned, "You're too wishy-washy. Are you going to rob me or not? If not, I'm leaving."

"Since you want to die, Daoist Master will send you on your way."

For the treasure in front of him, the old Daoist no longer cared about anything else and struck out with a palm.

If it were before Foundation Establishment, Ye Bufan would have thought highly of the old Daoist, but now it was different; the two were completely a level apart in terms of Martial Dao cultivation.

He didn't dodge at all, meeting the old Daoist's palm with his own.

The two palms collided with a bang, and the old Daoist immediately flew back more than ten meters like a kite with a broken string, falling to the ground with a thud, then spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood with a "wah" sound.

He climbed up from the ground, looking at Ye Bufan in great shock, never expecting the Young man in front of him to have such high cultivation, making him suffer internal injuries and spit blood with just one move.

"You're actually a Xuán Rank martial artist?"

Ye Bufan had obtained the Ancient Medical Sect's Martial Dao Legacy, and he wasn't clear about the current Martial Artist levels, so he didn't understand the meaning of 'Xuán Rank martial artist.'

He said, "Dead Daoist, with such meager skill, you still want to act like a bandit."

"Young man, don't think that reaching Profound Rank makes you invincible. Daoist Master can still kill you."

The old Daoist wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then flipped his hands, and a series of Talisman appeared in his palm.

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"Go to hell!"

The old Daoist roared, and those Talisman immediately flew into the air as if alive, forming a long Dragon. Then, they suddenly burst into flames, transforming into a fire Dragon that pounced towards Ye Bufan.

After the fire Dragon was unleashed, the old Daoist had a triumphant look. These Talisman were all meticulously refined by him. Although the fire Dragon's flames couldn't compare to Innate fire, they were much more powerful than ordinary flames.

Even if the opponent was a Xuán Rank martial artist, he would absolutely not be able to withstand his Spell attack.

Looking at the roaring fire Dragon, a cold smile appeared on Ye Bufan's lips. Having obtained the Ancient Medical Sect's Legacy, his Mental Energy was exceptionally powerful, and his cultivation in Spell was far superior to his Martial Dao.

"A mere speck of light dares to shine!"

Facing the pouncing fire Dragon, he gently waved his palm. Not only did the fire Dragon immediately stop its attack, but it also turned around and pounced towards the old Daoist.

"Void Realm Seal, controlling the universe! You… you… you're actually a Master of Arcane Arts!"

The old Daoist was utterly astonished, but at this moment, the fire Dragon had already pounced in front of him, and he hurriedly tried to resist with all his might.

Unfortunately, the fire Dragon's power was immense, and he didn't have the powerful magical energy that Ye Bufan possessed. In the blink of an eye, he was engulfed by the fire Dragon, and his eyebrows and hair caught fire.

The old Daoist no longer cared about anything else. Talisman after Talisman flew out from his palm, and it took him a great deal of effort to extinguish the flames on his body. He dared not stay any longer and fled into the distance as if flying.

Such a young Xuán Rank martial artist plus a Master of Arcane Arts was definitely not someone he could afford to provoke.

Ye Bufan was in a great mood after getting the Storage Ring and didn't pay attention to the old Daoist. He turned and left Jubao Garden, walking towards the hotel he was staying at.

The old Daoist ran away, but his words just now piqued his curiosity.

What is a Xuán Rank martial artist? What is a Master of Arcane Arts? How many Martial Artist and cultivators are there in this world, and how are their levels divided? What level was this old Daoist at?

However, everyone around him now was ordinary people, so these questions could only be kept in his mind for now, to be figured out later when he had the chance.

Back at the hotel, Ye Bufan's mind stirred, and tools for drawing Talisman, such as cinnabar and yellow paper, appeared on the table.

He picked up a brush and began to draw Talisman on the yellow paper.

Talisman are things that use one's own magical energy to draw in Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, storing the energy in the form of a drawn Talisman on yellow paper in advance.

It can be said that,

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Talisman are a kind of pre-stored energy that can be unleashed all at once at a critical moment.

Although it was his first time drawing Talisman, he had obtained the Ancient Medical Sect's Legacy, and his Spell attainments were profound, so drawing Talisman was not difficult for him.

In just over an hour, he had drawn 20 Exorcism Talisman, 20 Fire Talisman, 20 Five Thunder Talisman, and some other miscellaneous Talisman, all of which he stored in his Storage Ring.

There was no harm in preparing more of these things; it was better to be prepared for contingencies.

For example, those Five Thunder Talisman, even if he encountered a Martial Artist with higher cultivation than him, unleashing them all at once would still make the opponent flustered, buying him an opportunity to escape.

Just as he finished these, the phone next to him rang. It was his good brother, Han Shuai, calling.

After the call connected, Han Shuai's voice immediately came through, "Third brother, tonight at 8 PM, Night Unending Bar in East District. You absolutely must not be late! This concerns my lifelong happiness, you absolutely must not be late."

Ye Bufan said, "Don't worry. Although you're not as handsome as me, with your brother here, I'll definitely help you win the beauty's heart."

As a Legacy holder, he absolutely had this confidence.

"Who gave you the courage to even say such a thing? Don't you know I'm the face of our dorm?" Han Shuai said, "Gotta go, I still need to call Yuting. See you tonight."

Han Shuai finished speaking and hung up the phone.

As soon as Ye Bufan put his phone on the table, it rang again. He glanced at the caller ID; this time it was Ma Haidong, the President of Jiangnan Hospital.

Pressing the answer button, he said, "President Ma, is there anything?"

"It's like this, Dr. Ye. My cousin is ill, very seriously ill, and I'd like to ask you to treat him. Do you have time?"

Ma Haidong was the President of Jiangnan Hospital, holding the best medical resources in Jiangnan City. If even he couldn't treat it, it showed that the other party must have a difficult and complicated disease, which immediately piqued Ye Bufan's interest.

He said, "Yes, I happen to have time this afternoon."

"That's wonderful! I'll come pick you up now."

After confirming Ye Bufan's location, Ma Haidong hung up the phone. Half an hour later, he arrived at the hotel entrance in a black Audi A6.

After picking up Ye Bufan, the two of them headed towards the South City of Jiangnan City.