He was not only unsuccessful, but as he unleashed his sword move, his whole body quickly retreated. He retreated as fast and as far as he possibly could.

He focused all his spiritual power into his legs, with only one thought in his mind: "Escape!"

"You cheated!" came a sharp cry. All the sword lights in the air instantly turned into illusions, and the two talisman swords exploded almost simultaneously.

The powerful divine sense of the innate cultivator surged out like a storm sweeping away clouds, and wherever the divine sense passed, all rune phantoms vanished into nothingness.

Eric Clark only felt as if a great mountain was pressing down on his back, his chest almost about to burst.

"Pu!" A mouthful of bright red blood spurted from his mouth, his head spun, and he was on the verge of collapse...

"You... you... lost... shameless..."

He uttered these words almost by instinct, his vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

……

The top news shaking the Talisman Hall was almost blowing up the Xin Gui platform.

A master from the Talisman Hall and a low-level disciple had a duel with low-level talisman swords, and the master was utterly defeated. Unwilling to accept defeat, the master even used the power of an innate cultivator to launch a divine sense attack, severely injuring the low-level disciple.

According to the account on the Xin Gui platform, this low-level disciple was a genius who, while wielding the school's standard-issue low-level "peachwood talisman sword," managed to perform a "four-talisman combination."

As soon as this news was posted on the Xin Gui platform, it immediately attracted countless people's attention.

And the interested parties quickly split into factions.

One faction firmly supported the low-level cultivator, directly targeting the master for lacking professional ethics, even citing the academy's prohibitions and demanding severe punishment for this black sheep among the masters.

The other faction, however, openly supported the master, believing it was absurd for a low-level cultivator to defeat an innate master. Every innate master in the Talisman Hall was deeply skilled in the art of talismans—how could one possibly be defeated by a low-level black-robed disciple?

Moreover, performing a "four-talisman combination" with a "peachwood talisman sword" was even more ridiculous—completely unheard of and simply impossible.

This faction also directly accused the person who posted the information of having ulterior motives, stirring up internal strife in the Talisman Hall, and called for the academy to immediately investigate and punish this person.

The two factions quarreled fiercely on the Xin Gui platform, neither giving an inch, and soon it escalated to personal attacks, with insults to each other's mothers and ancestors of eighteen generations appearing in endless streams.

Some hot-tempered individuals even openly challenged each other to duels.

This directly led to the elders in charge of discipline in each hall being on high alert for several days, with disciplinary disciples patrolling the academy around the clock to strictly control the situation.

Fortunately, this sharp confrontation did not last many days.

Because the person who posted the information soon released a live phantom recording from the Talisman Hall lecture hall on the Xin Gui platform.

The phantom was only a dozen breaths long, but it happened to capture the most exciting moment of the duel.

A black-robed youth raised his right hand, and four talisman lights flashed in his palm.

Then the entire "peachwood talisman sword" transformed into a flood dragon, bizarrely breaking through the three sword lights of the "Light-Splitting Sword Control," striking straight at the opponent.

In the next moment, the beautiful female master in the phantom shouted, released her divine sense, and all the talisman lights and magical tools were instantly crushed.

Then the black-robed youth spat blood and, in a faltering voice, said, "You... you... lost... shameless..." before fainting.

This extremely short phantom recording instantly silenced the faction that had staunchly supported the master.

Even though a few diehards tried to argue noisily, their voices were quickly drowned out by the overwhelming support for the black-robed youth...

The situation became completely one-sided.

Almost all the blame was directed at the newly appointed beauty master of the Talisman Hall, Grace Foster.

There was even a group of black-robed disciples from Dormitory Building 103 who surrounded the Talisman Hall, demanding that Grace Foster explain what had happened.

This caused extreme tension throughout the Talisman Hall, with several times more disciplinary disciples than usual patrolling around the clock to prevent any incidents...

……

Women's Ziwei Residence.

In a small, elegant courtyard with a babbling stream, lush orchids, and slender bamboo.

A graceful young woman in a purple robe frowned slightly, her eyes fixed on a palm-sized talisman ash that had burned to cinders on the square table.

Beside the table was a delicate little trash basket, filled with blackened ashes from burned talisman papers. Judging by the color of the ash, it was probably the most common "grass orchid" talisman paper, a very typical illusion talisman paper.

With a gentle sigh, she said dejectedly, "Failed again, how annoying!"

She bit her silver teeth and said angrily, "I don't believe this..."

She reached out and picked up a new talisman from the table.

Sure enough, it was an illusion talisman made from grass orchid paper.

The runes on the talisman were simple, a few crooked lines like chicken scratches.

But the words on the talisman were quite flashy, reading: "Comprehensive Guide to Basic Runes," with the signature: "Mr. Red production."

The purple-robed girl glared at these words and muttered, "Who is Mr. Red? If I ever find you, I won't let you off! So infuriating!"

"William Hill, William Hill Senior Sister..."