Why are the Talismans I Drawn Banned Again?! - Chapter 155

Chapter 155: Chapter 154: The Legend of the Relaxation Charm Continues (3k8)
“After the misunderstanding of the ‘Frightened Fruit Tree’ had been resolved, Jiang Cheng and the others set off back to the dormitory.”

On the way, Song Junsheng was utterly baffled.

He racked his brain for all the talisman knowledge he had accumulated over the past eighteen years but couldn’t figure out how Jiang Cheng had managed to make a plant autonomous with just a first-level talisman.

It was quite easy to fell a tree with a first-level talisman.

But controlling a tree, especially one nearly as tall as a person, to make it autonomous, was impossible!

“Jiang Cheng, how did you do it?”

“Huh?”

“How did you manage to control the tree and make it autonomous? Ordinary control talismans can’t do that, right?”

Jiang Cheng nodded and enthusiastically explained to Song Junsheng, “An ordinary Control Talisman indeed won’t cut it, but a Puppet Talisman is also counted under control talismans. Don’t think of the tree as a tree, think of it as a puppet. Doesn’t that make it much easier to comprehend?”

Song Junsheng was shocked.

Thinking of a perfectly good tree as a puppet? Could a human even come up with such an idea?

What exactly was Jiang Cheng filling his head with?

However, after calming down, Song Junsheng thought it through with the talisman knowledge he had and found that it might actually be feasible.

Under the puppeteer cultivation system, a Puppet Talisman had much stronger control over puppets than a Control Talisman had over objects.

Song Junsheng realized for the second time that Jiang Cheng was not simple and looked at him in a new light for the second time.

Coming to Lotus University was the right choice.

After their adventure in the Spirit Plant Garden, the four of them didn’t return to the dormitory until after midnight.

Zhu Hongcai and Ding Guangming were so exhausted that as soon as their heads hit the pillows, they were out cold.

Since there were classes the next morning, Jiang Cheng and Song Junsheng silently finished their nighttime routines and turned off the lights before lying down in bed.

Jiang Cheng took out his little puppet and activated the Video Transmission Feature.

A faint glow lit up from the puppet’s belly, revealing a tiny screen that showed the viewpoint of another puppet that “saw.”

He saw a patch of pink silk fabric, which must be Liu Qing’s pajamas, but it was unclear which part of the pajamas it was.

Jiang Cheng moved the little puppet’s arm. There was no reaction on the other side—the Snake must have been asleep.

Jiang Cheng then breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the puppet’s video function, placed it by the bed, and fell asleep.

After Jiang Cheng had fallen asleep, the puppet on the bed sneakily turned over to face him and lay still.

Jiang Cheng had always been an early riser, not exempt even after a late night.

He woke before the sun had even entered the dormitory.

Since his first university class wasn’t until 8:30 am, Jiang Cheng decided to use his early morning run as an opportunity to buy Snake some steaming hot breakfast from the cafeteria.

But when he arrived home, there was no Snake on the balcony, and Liu Qing was still not up—a rare occurrence. She usually went to bed early and rose even earlier, never one to linger in bed.

Jiang Cheng left the breakfast on the table for her, along with a note, and then headed back to school.

In the dormitory, his three roommates were all full of energy, each preparing for their first class of the semester.

Ding Guangming brushed his teeth vigorously.

Zhu Hongcai had changed into an outfit that looked expensive at first glance.

Song Junsheng specifically pulled out his folding fan. He didn’t open it, but holding it in his hand added to his elegance.

Only Jiang Cheng dressed as usual.

When Zhu Hongcai saw Jiang Cheng return to the dormitory, he couldn’t help but let out a curse.

Ding Guangming, ever the jokester, promptly asked with concern, “What’s wrong, Hong Cai?”

“Damn it, why does Jiang Cheng look good in anything he wears? This outfit of mine cost eight thousand! Compared to Jiang Cheng, I look like a fool,” Zhu Hongcai griped.

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and said, “How about I lend you an outfit?”

Zhu Hongcai wasn’t shy about taking him up on the offer and promptly changed into Jiang Cheng’s clothes. However, due to his shorter stature, Jiang Cheng’s clothes were a bit large on him. He suddenly seemed about ten years younger, as if he’d returned to his prime in elementary school.

“Damn it! I’ll just stick to my eight-thousand-dollar outfit!” Zhu Hongcai exclaimed.

At 8:15, in Classroom 4-312 of the South Teaching Building at Lotus University, the freshmen of Talisman Drawing Class 1 entered in groups of four, as sorted by their dormitories.

The female cultivators’ dormitories were closer to the teaching building, so they generally arrived early.

Zhu Hongcai led the way on the road, but upon reaching the classroom door and hearing the cheerful chatter and laughter of women inside, he suddenly felt stage fright.

“Guangming, you go in first,” he instructed.

Ding Guangming was also a bit timid and turned to Song Junsheng, “Junsheng, you go ahead, please.”

Song Junsheng smiled and took the lead into the classroom. The twittering and laughter inside immediately halved.

Song Junsheng, coming from a family versed in talismans, had an appearance and charisma that stood out among the male cultivators.

Zhu Hongcai and Ding Guangming then looked towards Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng, feeling helpless—his roommates were too polite, not only respecting their elders and loving the young but even in something as simple as entering a classroom, they insisted on yielding to each other—he stepped forward to enter. The remaining half of the laughter among the female cultivators ceased.

Seeing the effect his entrance had compared to Jiang Cheng and Song Junsheng, Zhu Hongcai regained his confidence. He went in third, and the female cultivators lowered their heads, resuming their noisy chats.

Zhu Hongcai: ???

Ding Guangming followed behind Zhu Hongcai, not missing a chance to tease, “Hong Cai, why aren’t they looking at you?”

Zhu Hongcai’s face turned steely as he took a seat behind Jiang Cheng and Song Junsheng. “They just don’t appreciate what’s before them. They have no idea how much my clothes are worth!” he retorted.

Ding Guangming nodded, agreeing that Zhu Hongcai might have a point. However, he soon realized that quite a few female cultivators were indeed stealing glances at Zhu Hongcai, with even one of them boldly approaching him.

“Hong Cai, isn’t she coming over to you?” Ding Guangming chimed in.

Zhu Hongcai scoffed with an arrogant expression, “Hmph, do I look like someone who’s easy? Wanting to find me just like that? I’m not even interested in acknowledging her.”

“Excuse me, are you Jiang Cheng? I was in the group of candidates behind you. I saw your character assessment and barely scored over ninety. Um, if it’s okay, could I add your communication talisman? Thank you.”