Blustering Immortalization Spell

At the start of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's new students' thousand military array points ranking competition, on the Symbol Master Guild's exchange.

Her father was still missing, her fate unknown. She had lost a lot of weight, her pretty face was haggard and pale, and her eyes were no longer as lively as before.

However, the Symbol Master Guild was established by her father. Since her father wasn't around, she had to do what she needed to do.

Today, as a matter of routine, Lei Xinlan came inside to check on the financial situation of the recent exchange. The moment she entered the inner hall of the exchange, she subconsciously glanced at the sales counter.

A white talisman lay there quietly, as if it had been in a deep slumber for a long time.

Sure enough, Ling Yan's top quality elementary true essence talisman was still there. Lei Xinlan shook her head. It had already been over a month, and Ling Yan still hadn't given up yet? This toughness was quite good.

Why don't I buy this piece of talisman? Ling Yan was from a small town, so one could imagine how much cultivation resources he had. A little over 1000 taels of silver should be enough for him to practice martial arts for a period of time.

However, with such a shortage of resources, Ling Yan was actually able to obtain the title of Crimson Nimbus Guild's Number One Freshman. This really made Lei Xinlan shocked!

Asking Ye Chong about Ling Yan's martial arts talent, Ye Chong did not know either. She only knew that Ling Yan had been extremely hardworking ever since he started practicing martial arts.

To be able to defeat Pan Xing, who was at the Third or Third level of the Mortal Stage when he was just at the major completion stage, Ling Yan's strength was simply too terrifying.

However, it could be because of Ling Yan's unswerving determination that gave birth to his relatively stubborn side.

As she thought of this, she rejected the idea of buying the Ling Yan talisman. After all, this was the type of talisman that could not be cured. Today, she had bought the talisman from Ling Yan out of goodwill, but Ling Yan didn't know that the next time he would sell it at the same price, would she be able to buy it?

The most important thing was to change Ling Yan's opinion. First, let him go to the Symbol Master Guild and verify it, so that every time he succeeded in drawing talisman paper, he would have a proficiency level. Once his proficiency level increased, the price of talisman paper would naturally increase, and it would also sell quickly.

When the thin shopkeeper from the Symbol Master Guild saw that Lei Xinlan had arrived, he immediately welcomed her with a smile on his face. He noticed that she was staring at the charm paper on the corner of the counter.

This was because sometimes, Lai Xinlan would buy some talisman paper that had a relatively high proficiency level. However, this talisman paper was not only an elementary one, but also a black one. There wasn't any information about it at all.

The thin storekeeper couldn't help but ask: "Miss, do you want to buy this three percent symbol paper?"

"No, I was just taking a look …" Hm? What did you just say? " Lei Xinlan subconsciously shook her head. Suddenly, she snapped out of her daze and keenly caught a word from the thin storekeeper's mouth.

Also?

Lei Xinlan frowned and said, "Old Mo, what's going on? Could it be that someone came here before to buy this kind of paper?"

Hearing the Miss's question, the thin shopkeeper naturally didn't dare to not answer truthfully.

"Yes, Miss. I've already sold quite a few, but they all seem to be …" The thin storekeeper hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he did not add the words "rash youth" into his conversation.

From the thin storekeeper's point of view, these three products could only be bought by a young man who had money and spent money like water.

Lei Xinlan seemed to have ignored the second half of the sentence, but the few words that echoed in her mind were actually simple words.

"I've already sold quite a few …"

How many copies had he sold?