As An Antique Shop Owner, It's Only Reasonable That I Know A Bit Of Magic - Chapter 112

The city of New Orleans is rich in folklore.

Vampires, werewolves, witches, and more… local tour guides talk about them openly, treating them as stories to attract tourists.

Most people dismiss these legends with a laugh, but Su Fan knew that most of them were true.

They just hid in the darkness, lurking in corners unnoticed by ordinary people.

It was already late at night when the trio arrived in New Orleans.

“I booked a hotel nearby. The environment is decent,” Xipu said in the car, pulling out a piece of paper. “This has the address of my apartment. If anything happens and you can’t reach me, you can find me here.”

Because the driver was present, the three couldn’t discuss the Mayfair family or Lasher, so they remained silent for the journey.

After reaching their destination, Su Fan and Ron quickly retrieved their room keys.

Their rooms were adjacent, so they went together to the corresponding floor.

“Wait a moment,” Su Fan called out to Ron just before she entered her room. “The one you had before must have shattered. Take these two new ones, just in case.”

Ron was momentarily stunned, immediately recalling the embarrassing incident on the plane, but she quickly composed herself. She reached out, took the talismans, and thanked Su Fan. “Thank you, Master Su Fan.”

“I’m next door. Call out if anything happens.”

“I don’t think that will be necessary.”

“You underestimate the power of demons… We can talk more about that tomorrow. It’s late, get some rest.”

“Alright. You too, good night, Master Su Fan.”

“Good night.”

Back in his room, Su Fan began pondering the commission.

His main goal was to eliminate Lasher; that was non-negotiable.

The issue was that he had accepted the request.

Without affecting the final objective, he needed to try his best to ensure Ron’s safety.

This woman’s understanding of supernatural entities was far too narrow, basically stuck in the mindset of a materialist fighter from horror movies.

As a demon, Lasher’s abilities included, but were not limited to, telekinesis, possession, pyrokinesis, illusion, dream invasion…

He was far too powerful for an ordinary human.

Ron wasn’t clear on this point. She probably thought the so-called demon was roughly on their level, just some being with special abilities, a bit more powerful.

In short, she’d never been properly beaten.

A little visit from the likes of Mary Shaw or Freddy would set her straight.

Thinking this, he stood up and looked out the window.

So clean?

Su Fan was surprised.

He had planned to find a wandering evil spirit from the street to give Ron a proper scare and broaden her horizons, but he unexpectedly found that this neighborhood didn’t even have a ghostly shadow.

As a place rife with folklore, New Orleans couldn’t possibly be without wandering spirits.

The only explanation was that this entire area fell within Lasher’s territory.

Probably, Ron’s return home would soon be known to him.

Su Fan thought for a moment, then took out some yellow paper from his suitcase.

A whole stack.

With his increased cultivation level, the Qi within Su Fan was now very abundant, and his talisman-crafting proficiency had improved immeasurably.

His success rate wasn’t a perfect ten out of ten, but it was close to ninety-eight percent.

Since he had nothing else to do, he might as well draw a few more House Protection and Evil Warding Talismans…

Su Fan smoothed out the yellow paper and began wielding the brush with practiced ease.

One… two…

Talisman after talisman quickly took shape, placed nearby to let the ink dry.

When he reached the sixth one, Su Fan paused.

Then he started drawing a new type of talisman.

The Five Thunders Talisman.

Specially effective against evil spirits and bizarre entities, extremely powerful.

After his battle with the dream demon Freddy, Su Fan had begun learning to draw other talismans.

He quickly mastered the method for drawing the Five Thunders Talisman.

However, subsequent encounters with Death and the evil spirits in the alien dimension weren’t situations where the talisman was particularly useful.

Besides, most evil spirits weren’t powerful enough to warrant using the Five Thunders Talisman.

Using it felt extravagant, like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

But this time, facing the demon Lasher, it was the perfect opportunity for the Five Thunders Talisman to make its appearance.

The process of drawing the Five Thunders Talisman was quite complex, involving incantations, thunder hand seals, and the Lingguan seal.

Fortunately, Su Fan’s talisman-crafting proficiency was almost maxed out, so he could skip these steps.

As the brush moved across the yellow paper, the righteous power of heaven and earth’s thunder continuously channeled into it.

Accompanied by a faint, muffled thunderclap that seemed to echo in the room, Su Fan stopped his brush.

Success.

Su Fan picked up the completed Five Thunders Talisman and set it aside.

[You successfully created a Five Thunders Talisman. Talisman-crafting proficiency +3!]

[Talisman Compendium: 90%]

[Diligence leads to proficiency, neglect to oblivion. Even during times when talismans weren’t needed, you did not forget to hone your skills in the art of talismans.]

[This persistence has once again increased your talisman-crafting success rate!]

[Talisman Compendium: 95%]

The prompt in his ear made Su Fan pause his preparations to draw another talisman.

This consecutive improvement was a pleasant surprise.

Seeing the Talisman Compendium progress reach 95%, he couldn’t help but feel curious.

What realm would he enter when it reached 100%?

Was he getting close to the legendary ability of crafting talismans in the void?

Suppressing his little excitement, Su Fan calmed his mind and picked up the brush again.

Better to draw a few more Five Thunders Talismans first.

He would place them in Ron’s room tomorrow.

If Lasher dared to show up, he would definitely give him a surprise.

Thinking this, a slight smile appeared on Su Fan’s lips…

Early morning.

A ray of sunlight shone into the room and, as time passed, gradually moved across the woman sleeping soundly in the bed.

The not-too-intense light made her fair skin seem translucent.

Disturbed by the sunlight, the woman gradually woke from her deep sleep, sitting up with dazed eyes.

A pair of captivating blue eyes surveyed her surroundings.

Not my boat…

This is… the hotel in New Orleans.

Ron’s brain gradually resumed thinking. She then threw off the covers, got out of bed, and strode on her long legs to the bathroom to wash up.

New Orleans… family… mother…

The words swirled in her mind.

Since she was a child, she had longed to find her home.

The reason she lived on a boat was also because, deep down, she always hoped to set sail one day to find her homeland.

But now that she was really here, it felt surreal.

After changing clothes and putting on her shoes and socks, Ron received a text message on her phone.

“Come down to the restaurant when you’re ready. I have something for you.”

The message was signed ‘Master Su Fan’.

After receiving the message, Ron picked up her bag and left her room.

Her earlier anger was just because Xipu, whom she barely knew, had suddenly made decisions for her.

She didn’t object to the decision to invite Master Su Fan itself.

As an exorcist, the professionalism Master Su Fan displayed was trustworthy.

Not only that, the unflappable composure he exhibited had also earned Ron’s respect.

Soon, she arrived at the restaurant downstairs.

She spotted Su Fan sitting in a corner at a glance.