Wait a Hundred Years. If a Hundred Years Isn't Enough, Two Hundred Would Be

Duan Guan looked at the talismans on Jiang Hao's stall. "You have the Heavenly Sword Talismans too?"

"Yes." Jiang Hao nodded.

"Are there any other talismans?" Duan Guan asked.

"For now, I don't have any at the same level." Jiang Hao shook his head.

He hadn't learned them yet. However, it wouldn't be difficult for him. He had learned from Mi Lingyue for a long time, and these talismans wouldn't pose a challenge for him.

"You're wasting your talent," Duan Guan said coldly. "You think you have some talent, but you don't focus on honing your skills. Sooner or later, you will find it difficult to progress in talisman-making. By then, you won't even be able to set up a stall."

Jiang Hao remained calm. He wanted to see what more this senior would say. However, Duan Guan had already left.

He took away all the Talismans and left behind six hundred spirit stones.