Chapter 12 Soul Lamp, Life Object

"I originally had a disciple, but recently...something happened to him."

Qin Shimiao picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea into the cup, and then turned his gaze back to Su Yu:

"What happened today was actually a test, and you really satisfied me!"

"So, are you willing to take me as your master?"

At this time, Su Yu naturally would not hesitate.

After coming to this world, without parents and family, he led a precarious life in the Demon Slaying Division. Although he already had the Demon Behavior Record, he also needed someone to guide his practice and provide shelter in the Demon Slaying Division.

He immediately took a step forward, held up the tea bowl in front of Qin Shimiao with both hands, and respectfully performed a salute to his teacher:

"Master, please have some tea!"

Qin Shimiao smiled and took the tea bowl that Su Yu brought.

After drinking this bowl of apprenticeship tea, the two of them will be considered master and disciple!

"Put your hand here!"

Su Yu immediately and obediently placed her hand in front of Qin Shimiao.

Qin Shimiao placed two fingers on Su Yu's pulse point. After a few seconds of pausing, a slightly surprised expression appeared on his face:

"You have already reached the Bone Refining Realm?"

Su Yu replied:

"Before Master Yan Xu left, he taught me the common practice method!"

Ordinary young corpse painters would also practice starting from their apprenticeship, but most of them could only touch the threshold of body tempering.

Naturally, he couldn't tell Qin Shimiao about the Demonic Record, so Su Yu could only attribute his own realm to Yan Xu's teachings.

Fortunately, Qin Shimiao did not delve too much into this matter:

"In more than half a year, you have already gone from tempering your body to strengthening your bones. This shows that you are indeed very talented!"

After saying that, he took his fingers away from Su Yu's pulse, but took out two silver ingots and put them in Su Yu's hand.

This is the silver given by Chen Shiguan, fifty taels per ingot.

"Since you have already accepted me as your master, these are my greeting gifts."

Qin Shimiao smiled and said:

"If there is another incident like Chen Shiguan's in the future, just give me half of the reward."

Su Yu was no longer polite and took the silver and put it in his arms:
"Thank you Master!"

Qin Shimiao's move set the tone for future extra income. If something like Chen Shiguan happens again, Su Yu only needs to give half of the income to his master.

Although deducting half seems like a lot, Qin Shimiao still thinks it is very fair.

In fact, many people outside who hire demon painters will look for masters like Qin Shimiao. After all, their grade and reputation are there.

The price of an expert is definitely different from that of an ordinary corpse painter.

If an ordinary corpse painter went out, the maximum he would earn would be fifty taels of silver, but with a fifth-grade demon painter like Qin Shimiao, the minimum would be two hundred taels of silver, so Su Yu would never lose money.

"You are now in the Bone Refining Stage. We practitioners start to practice our own instruments from the Bone Refining Stage. Yan Xu died too suddenly, so I didn't have time to help you find your life object."

"Demon slayers practice weapons. Swords, swords, sticks, and cudgels can all be their weapons. Using weapons to slay demons is their way of practice and attack!"

"We, the demon painters, cultivate life objects. If you are just an ordinary corpse painter, naturally no one will teach you these, and your cultivation will probably only reach the Bone Tempering Realm."

Qin Shimiao said seriously:

"But since you have already accepted me as your master, I will help you light the soul lamp and find your destiny."

His expression was solemn, as if lighting the soul lamp and searching for the life-saving object were very important matters to the demon painter.

"Go back first, don't leave after work in the evening!"...

After work, Su Yu did not leave, but waited for Qin Shimiao in the yard of the corpse painter in the Demon Slaying Bureau.

When many young corpse painters saw that Su Yu did not leave, a complicated look appeared in their eyes.

They guessed that the reason Su Yu didn't leave was probably because Qin Shimiao had other things to do, so they felt a little envious or even jealous.

But Su Yu still behaved very humble and gentle, and said goodbye to the thin, dark, lame boy named Maomao with a smile.

But Qin Shimiao waited until it was dark before showing up, with the old cat, whose body was as black as ink, lying on his shoulder.

Seeing Su Yu still standing in the yard, he just nodded and strode outside.

Su Yu had no choice but to follow quickly.

As the night deepens, the long street becomes silent. Lanterns are hung from beneath the grey eaves, swaying gently in the night breeze, creating ripples of light in the dark night.

Qin Shimiao walked in front with his hands behind his back, and Su Yu followed closely behind.

The black cat lay on Qin Shimiao's shoulder without saying a word.

Although Su Yu and Qin Shimiao already had the status of master and disciple, they were not very close to each other, so they could only walk in silence.

After a while, the two arrived near the west gate.

Qin Shimiao suddenly reached back and grabbed Su Yu's shoulders, tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and flew up like a big bird with the black cat on his shoulders and Su Yu, and flew directly over the two or three feet high city wall and flew outside the city wall.

Outside the city wall was a wilderness. The green mountains in the distance looked like sleeping beasts in the night, with only the outline of their tall black backs visible.

Qin Shimiao put Su Yu down and walked forward again.

The two of them came to a meadow, and Qin Shimiao stopped and turned back to Su Yu and said:

"Sit cross-legged and clear your mind. I will help you light the soul lamp and find the life object."

Su Yu followed Qin Shimiao's instructions and sat cross-legged on the grass, looking at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, trying to clear his mind of all distracting thoughts.

Qin Shimiao stood beside him and looked at him quietly. After a while, he suddenly reached out and pointed at his forehead with two fingers.

In an instant, Su Yu felt a cold breath entering his body along with Qin Shimiao's fingers, and he shivered uncontrollably.

In just a very short time, this cold breath spread throughout the body and devoured the temperature in muscles, bones and blood, making Su Yu feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave, with darkness in front of him where he couldn't see his hand in front of him!

He instinctively wanted to resist, but then Qin Shimiao's voice rang in his ears:

“Relax and experience!”

What do you experience?
Su Yu knew that Qin Shimiao would not harm him.

Because there is no need!

For a fifth-rank demon painter, killing a young corpse painter is a piece of cake and there is no need to go through so much trouble.

So although Su Yu was a little confused, he still tried his best to relax according to Qin Shimiao's words.

Slowly, a stream of light seemed to appear in the darkness before his eyes.

The stream of light was very faint at first, like a firefly in the darkness, flashing a cold blue light and suddenly appearing from the darkness.

As Su Yu focused his attention on the stream of light, its brightness became stronger and stronger, until it became like a candle flame.

The candle flame flickered, but the light gradually expanded.

As the candle flame grew bigger, the cold feeling on his body gradually weakened and he felt some warmth.

This warm current condensed from the dantian and drove the blood to flow rapidly throughout the body. It circulated throughout the body in just a short breath, bringing Su Yu a continuous warmth.

Su Yu looked up and saw a smile on Qin Shimiao's face:
"The soul lamp has been lit!"

(End of this chapter)