"Shishu, I really can do it." Brian Carter looked very seriously at the old man in front of him, who seemed a bit tough, and quickly made up a lie, saying, "Shishu, to tell you the truth. Actually, while cultivating, I dreamed of an old immortal who taught me a very powerful pill recipe..."

Henry Stone could no longer hear anything Brian Carter said after that. He just felt completely unwell—his own shizhi seemed to have suffered a severe qi deviation and was already experiencing inner demon hallucinations!

Once a cultivator starts seeing inner demon hallucinations, basically, they will never listen to advice for the rest of their life, and it's very hard for them to truly wake up!

In this case, persuading him to go to Xingyao Peak to apologize was already impossible!

Henry Stone felt he had failed terribly as a shishu! Brian Carter, so young and weak in cultivation, had to take over as the head of Sibao Peak after his master died, and still had to take care of several disciples. Life must be very hard for him, and the psychological pressure must be enormous. In such a state, it's very easy to suffer qi deviation.

"It's my fault, all my fault!" Henry Stone sighed again. Knowing that it was impossible for the other to go with him to Xingyao Peak, he could only think about how Brian Carter would continue to survive with his disciples if he lost the third-grade spiritual field.

"At this point, child..." Henry Stone looked at Brian Carter again and said, "You can't always rely on the sect's monthly allowance to get by, can you? I've worked in the sect's Ministry of Works for many years—how about I arrange for you to work in the talisman workshop? Not only can you improve your talisman-making skills, but you can also earn more talisman money to support your disciples."

"Talisman making?" Brian Carter's eyes lit up instantly. He excitedly patted the table in front of him and said, "That's right! Shishu! Talisman making! You're absolutely right!"

Henry Stone's expression finally improved a bit. He raised his hand to stroke the beard hanging on his chest and nodded slightly, feeling gratified that although his shizhi had suffered qi deviation, at least his mind wasn't completely gone—he still knew he could go to the workshop to work and earn money.

"With your cultivation and ability, you normally wouldn't be able to pass the assessment to enter the talisman workshop..." Henry Stone said slowly, "But for my sake, I can at least get you in without being kicked out."

"Shishu, you might have misunderstood." Brian Carter waved his hands in front of him repeatedly. "I'm not saying I want to join the talisman workshop. I'm saying I can make talismans and sell them myself! Wouldn't that earn even more? How could I have forgotten this? I can teach my disciples to make talismans too! What have I been thinking these past two months?"

Henry Stone was stroking his beard when he heard Brian Carter's words. His hand couldn't help but tremble! Several strands of his beard were yanked out, making the corners of his eyes twitch in pain.

But this pain was nothing compared to his heartache.

"Child, are you out of your mind? You, of all people?" Henry Stone was afraid of saying something too harsh and hurting Brian Carter's already fragile nerves after his qi deviation, so he tried hard to find gentler words: "Talisman making seems simple, but it's actually very difficult. With your cultivation and technique, succeeding once out of ten tries is already rare."

"It's not that bad," Brian Carter shook his head and said. "Shishu, that time I was cultivating and dreamed of the old immortal, he also taught me a divine art for making talismans."

The old immortal again? Henry Stone's teacup almost got crushed in his hand from anger. Had this child reached the point of no return with his qi deviation?

"Child, you know that with talisman making, you have to succeed at least five out of ten times just to break even, right?" Elder Henry Stone said earnestly. "I'm letting you go to the talisman workshop so you can use the sect's materials to learn a craft for free."

Brian Carter lowered his head, thinking about how to explain to this caring old man. It seemed the old immortal excuse wasn't very convincing to him, but isn't this a world of cultivation? If cultivators don't even believe in old immortals, then what's the point of cultivating?

Henry Stone began to understand why, according to the rumors he had heard, Brian Carter spent every day fishing by the Falling Star Lake. He must have instinctively sensed the influence of his inner demon after his qi deviation and wanted to use fishing to calm his mind and dispel the demon.

But... Henry Stone sighed in his heart. What a pitiful child! He had reached the second stage of qi deviation—the lost mind demon stage. Relying on fishing could no longer help. Only the Tranquil Mind Calamity-Dispelling Pill could eliminate the lost mind demon caused by qi deviation! But this child probably couldn't afford enough spirit money to buy such a pill.

The old and the young each had their own thoughts, making the atmosphere quiet.

"Child, here are one hundred taels of spirit stones. Take them to the Golden Pill Shop in the market and buy a Tranquil Mind Calamity-Dispelling Pill." Elder Henry Stone took out a red ingot-shaped stone from his sleeve.

As the head of Sibao Peak, the largest fortune Brian Carter had ever seen was the fifty-tael green ingot-shaped spirit stone stored in his second disciple Jiang Yourong's room.

"Take it, don't be shy." Elder Henry Stone looked at Brian Carter with loving kindness. "After you take the pill, come talk to me again."

Brian Carter took the pill, feeling emotional—he had just been worrying about not having extra money to bet on himself, and now an unexpected windfall had come! That's how life is! You have to know how to return favors! He must repay his shishu elder!

"Go on, buy the pill at the Golden Pill Shop first, then come see me." Elder Henry Stone waved his hand, urging Brian Carter to leave quickly. After this short interaction, he already felt his blood pressure rising sharply, and the tranquil Dao heart he had cultivated in seclusion was about to be broken by him.