The Science of Cultivation Chapter 183: Talisman Channels

Finding no luck with any of the talisman stores he had approached, Li Lang soon turned to soone who he could rely on when it ca to tall matters relating to brushweaving. His brushweaving teacher, Yi Lin.

The abode Yi Lin stayed in remained unchanged. Li Lang knocked on the doors and, as expected, it took several minutes before soone ca to answer. The familiar disheveled appearance of his teacher poked out from the other side of the door, and his expression quickly changed to that of surprise upon recognizing his student.

“Li Lang. Can’t say I was expecting you to pay a visit. When did you get back?”

“Just last night.”

“And you ca to see the next day? Didn’t know you held in such high regard. Please co in.”

Li Lang felt a little guilty that he only turned to his teacher because he needed help, but he kept that to himself. He was guided up to the second floor study where Yi Lin usually carried out his work. As a workaholic himself, Yi Lin got straight back to what he was working on, while Li Lang skillfully maneuvered around the ssy room to a seat.

The two hadn’t spoken too much after the event of the pocket realm. They only went through so of Li Lang’s findings from the knowledge he had gained and filled out the gaps in his brushweaving knowledge. It couldn’t be helped, as both of them had busy lives.

Perhaps due to this similarity, Li Lang silently waited for his teacher to complete the inscription of a talisman before speaking.

“Yi Lin, do you mind if I ask you sothing?”

“Hmm? You never asked for permission before, so you don’t need to now. Just ask. I can work at the sa ti,” the brushweaving ntor nonchalantly replied as he prepared to get started on his next piece.

“Hypothetically speaking, if I sohow can get a stable and large supply of low-quality Mortal-grade talismans, how can I sell them?”

“Well, besides having your own store like most brushweavers do, you can usually sell in bulk to organizations or even to the Brushweaver Guild.”

“But the catch is?”

“There isn’t really one except for having to negotiate the deals. The Brushweaver Guild is easy, as they are more of a middleman who gathered the work of nurous apprentices to sell to the organizations themselves. However, the price they give will also likely be the lowest. It’s why so many rush to open their own store.”

“Then why don’t you open your own? I think you should have the skill and funds for it by now.”

“Ha, look around. Do you really think it’s sothing I am suited for?”

Li Lang didn’t have to glance around the chaotic room to know what his ntor was referring to. He only chuckled in response.

“Stores are profitable when selling large quantities of the sa old things,” Yi Lin continued. “In my case, I sell my services to create high-quality products, customized to my client’s specifications. It’s just as profitable as long as you have the skill, and much more exciting, being able to do new and challenging work.”

“Makes sense. After all, it is working out for you.”

“So do you want to share how you’ve co across a large supply of low-quality talismans? Don’t tell you recruited dozens of students to slave away for you or sothing.”

Well, he’s not wrong about recruiting a dozen students part.

“I said hypothetically. Just wondering after learning that most talisman stores don’t resell low-grade talismans.”

“Right, right. Suit yourself. If you don’t want to tell , then it’s fine.”

Li Lang shrugged at his surprisingly perceptive ntor. For soone who was as ssy as him, Li Lang had expected otherwise. Thankfully, he didn’t press the matter, so Li Lang directed the conversation to different topics. There was still a lot he could learn from him. Li Lang hadn’t neglected his brushweaving training, so he naturally had a plethora of things to consult with his ntor.

Their sudden tutoring session ca to an end slightly past noon. Li Lang still had things to get done today, so he bid Yi Lin farewell and returned to the streets of Emberglow City.

He had no hesitation about his next destination. He knew that it was a futile effort to negotiate with any organization as only an Energy Gatherer. That’s why he headed straight for the Brushweaver Guild. He would let the guild do the negotiating for him.

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The lower price they could offer wasn’t that much of a problem to him. He could produce over a thousand talismans a day. The true profit was in being able to move the huge quantity of talismans.

Li Lang soon set foot into the Brushweaver Guild within Emberglow City once more. It was so ti since he had been here, but just like the previous ti, the sound of water could be heard as soon as the doors opened.

The entrance led straight to a bridge, with water splashing down on both sides of the walkway.

He walked briskly, heading to the reception counter.

“Welco, Sir. How may we help you today?”

“I’m here to sell Mortal-grade talismans in bulk. Who do I need to speak to?”

“Please wait here for a mont. I’ll see if anyone in the procurent departnt is available.”

Seeing the receptionist dart to the back, Li Lang had no choice but to wait. He spent the ti watching the people passing by. So were in a rush, while so were appreciating the calligraphy on the walls.

The ones leisurely looking around were the experienced cultivators with unfathomable cultivation, while the ones in a rush were the young apprentices.

He wondered if the adolescents rushing around him were in the sa position, selling their work to the guild so they could fund their studies. However, they didn’t have an artifact printer as he did, so he could only admire their hard work and perseverance.

After having witnessed dozens of people walking by him, the receptionist, who had received him, finally returned.

“Sir, please head up to the second floor to room eight.”

“Understood, thank you.”

Li Lang was no stranger to the upper floors of the Brushweaver Guild. He had been there before during the ti he got his certification. Very soon, he entered a room that was reminiscent of the waiting rooms he had been to, with nothing more than so chairs and a table in the middle.

Thankfully, he didn’t have to wait long. Before he could warm his seat, a knock could be heard, and the doors opened. A young man in the guild’s attire walked in. He appeared to be in his mid-twenties, with a cultivation similar to his own. Based on those clues, Li Lang believed he was one of the many employees who managed the operation of the guild instead of being a brushweaver himself.

“Thank you for coming. My na is Mou Fong. I’ve heard you’re here to sell talismans, but may I see your guild ring first?”

“Of course, here it is.”

Li Lang smoothly took off the ring that had been with him for years. He took a brief glance at it before handing it over. Having been in his possession for so many years, he knew it was an exceptional item.

It wasn’t an artifact, but it had the ability to contract and expand so that it would fit the wearer perfectly.

The guild worker took out a thin slate and placed the ring on it.

“So, Li Lang, what kind of talismans do you have for us today?”

“I’m looking to negotiate a long-term deal for Warding Talismans.”

“Hmm, those are certainly useful, especially for rchants and the like, but I can’t give you a definitive answer about any extended arrangents. I’m only authorized to deal with oneti transactions, but I can send your proposal to soone higher up. It may take a few days or weeks, though.”

“That—is no problem.”

“Okay, give the details of the arrangent you’re looking for in terms of quantities, terms, and prices.”

“Hmm, for terms, the only thing that cos to mind is the bulk purchase of materials for Mortal-grade Warding Talismans. If the guild can satisfy that part, I plan to sell the guild a thousand talismans.”

“Per month?” Mou Fong asked as he jotted down so notes.

“Per day.”

Mou Fong suddenly stopped mid-stroke and froze.

“I’m sorry. What did you say?”

“One thousand Warding Talismans per day. We can do our transactions once a week or month, if that is more convenient for you.”

Li Lang’s Weave Press could print three hundred talismans every hour, but it had to take a two-hour break after one hour of printing. He had tried allowing the artifact to rest before it hit its limit, hoping it could recover faster, but the recovery period remained static.

That ant it could theoretically work eight hours a day, which equals twenty-four hundred talismans, but that could only be possible if Li Lang woke up multiple tis in the middle of the night. As the artifact was bound to him, only he could operate it. He only needed to start it up every three hours, but Li Lang wasn’t in desperate need of money.

Eventually, he made the decision to only sell one thousand talismans for now. That way, it wouldn’t disrupt his sleep, and he got the chance to observe the impact it had on the market.

One thousand was already a lot. Even seasoned brushweavers took a few minutes to inscribe simple talismans, with novices taking closer to fifteen minutes. Few brushweavers produced more than fifty talismans a day. His thousand had the sa impact as having twenty brushweavers slaving away at nothing but Warding Talismans for him.

Of course, their quality also had to be taken into account.

“I’m sorry, but can you say that one more ti? I thought I heard you say you want to sell a thousand talismans every day,” the guild worker continued.

“That’s correct.”

“Umm, okay. Sorry about that. Very few groups choose to produce only one type of talisman. Normally, when you have that many brushweavers working together, they collectively open a store instead or satisfy what’s in high demand. You’ll have to list out the nas of every brushweaver you’re working with and the quota they’re responsible for, so we can add that to their records.”

This ti, it was Li Lang’s turn to freeze up.

Umm, how do I tell him it’s just without this becoming a big deal?