Chapter 103: Wisdom Light Crown Infusion

"I see you are young in years, and considering this is your first offense, I shall not hold you accountable this time." The original body dharma image spoke again, dignified yet kind, a stark contrast to its previous demeanor.

"Since this is our first meeting as master and disciple, I shall impart to you a divine ability as a gift. How much you comprehend will depend on your own fortune!"

As soon as these words rang out, everyone present was greatly shocked, looking utterly bewildered. Just moments ago, it was about to punish Wang Wu; even if it was a first offense and no punishment was given, there was no need to bestow such a reward.

Qing Yi, in particular, wore a strange expression. She instinctively felt something was off. She had seen senior experts before; no matter how much they admired a junior, they would be very cautious when passing down techniques and teachings.

Taking on Wang Wu as a disciple was already inexplicable, and now the other party was acting this way—likely with ulterior motives.

Liu Wang Wu, however, seemed oblivious, her face full of surprise, her mind stirred with excitement as if she could barely contain herself.

The original body dharma image suddenly tapped its forehead, and a beam of light unfurled, instantly reaching the top of Wang Wu's head, condensing into a thread that actually drilled into her forehead.

"Could this be Wisdom Light Crown Infusion? What a remarkable opportunity! What kind of divine ability requires Wisdom Light Crown Infusion to teach?"

Zhu Ge Qing Ming cried out in shock, his face full of astonishment and disbelief. He had once been just a step away from becoming a Grand Sorcerer and had heard that the transmission of peerless arts among Grand Sorcerers relied on this very method of Wisdom Light Crown Infusion.

Wang Wu felt a flood of countless things surge into her mind, but there was no sense of chaos; instead, everything was clearly organized. The obscure and difficult parts of her past talisman cultivation suddenly became clear without a teacher.

Seal formulas churned in her mind, the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth shifting, talisman seals flowing.

She couldn't help but lightly leap up, her delicate hands waving, as one seal formula after another took shape in the void, linking together into a five-element talisman array, which surged toward Lu Fan.

In an instant, the five elements erupted, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth flashing in succession. The momentum had just reached Lu Fan when it suddenly collapsed, transforming back into the five-element talisman array.

"The Formless Dharma Seal—she has mastered the Formless Dharma Seal!"

Zhao Fu Chuan, Zu Qing Tan, and Ke Da Shi all spoke at once, their faces full of shock, staring intently at Wang Wu with burning gazes.

Zhu Ge Qing Ming, however, shook his head and said calmly, "The Formless Dharma Seal can turn thousands of seal formulas into formlessness, allowing them to vanish and change at will, driven by the mind. Although this five-element seal formula also has a form of vanishing and transformation, it stops there; it should just be the residual power of the Wisdom Light Crown Infusion. The true might of the Formless Dharma Seal must be comprehended by her herself."

Lu Fan nodded slightly, a look of approval on his face, and said, "What Mr. Zhu Ge said is correct—it is indeed so!"

As his words fell, he lightly tapped the five-element talisman array before him with one hand, sending a mysterious fluctuation into it. The light on the array rippled, the formation shifted, and its aura changed dramatically.

Wang Wu was stunned—she had lost control of the five-element talisman array. A surge of inexplicable anger rose in her heart, and she was about to speak out in rebuke. But then she saw Lu Fan casually wave his hand, and the five-element talisman array transformed into a beam of mysterious light, sweeping toward Qing Yi, who was lying on the ground.

"Crack!" A crisp sound rang out, and the talisman threads binding Qing Yi snapped inch by inch, dissolving into fading light.

"Aunt Qing, my master was rude just now. Please forgive him!"

Lu Fan smiled faintly, bowed slightly, and extended his hand toward Qing Yi, as if to help her up.

Qing Yi's face was full of cold fury, a mix of shame and anger. She had been inexplicably subdued by that "strange" statue, but the one who had actually acted was this mysterious young man, Lu Fan. As an elder, being treated so lightly by him, she couldn't even get angry.

He could control a fifth-rank profound formation, so she couldn't handle him, let alone that strange statue.

Thinking this, she shot Lu Fan a fierce glare, then got up on her own, lightly brushing the dust off her clothes with her sleeve, before turning her gaze to the original body dharma image.

The "manifested saint" statue looked at her with a gentle expression, its eyes wise and clear, exuding an indescribable aura. She couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness.

She was stunned, as if gazing across endless void at some great senior. Just moments ago, it had used unfathomable means to bind her, yet now she felt no urge to resist or oppose—a stark contrast to her usual temperament.

Wang Wu had been worried that Qing Yi might be angry and had wanted to mediate to avoid a conflict with her "master." But she never expected that Qing Yi, who was usually cold and even more aloof than herself, would act like this—it was simply unbelievable.

Lu Fan shook his head slightly, a bitter smile curling at the corner of his mouth. He had intended to use profound means to suppress Qing Yi and Wang Wu, but now it seemed these two were greatly interested in this "manifested saint" senior. In the future, they would likely dig into the matter, which would be another troublesome affair.

"Ahem... It's about time! Master, shouldn't the preaching assembly come to an end?"

Lu Fan coughed dryly, a strange expression on his face. Playing two roles himself, he only now felt a hint of oddity.

"Mm."

The original body dharma image nodded lightly, sweeping its gaze across the scene. Zhu Ge Qing Ming and the others immediately lowered their heads, their hearts shaken beyond words. The triangular-eyed man and the other five martial venerables who had come to cause trouble were especially fearful and uneasy.

The martial artists and talisman cultivators who had been kneeling in worship earlier now snapped out of it, slowly rising, their faces devout as they stared at the original body dharma image.

Lu Fan, controlling the original body dharma image, nodded to the surroundings, then turned and strode toward the guild hall.

With a loud "Boom," the hall was filled with a myriad of radiant light, illuminating the entire Talisman Cultivator Guild.

The spiritual source power of everyone present converged into one, forming a jade stele that pressed down from above. The radiant light in the hall flowed over, transforming into lines of light that were imprinted onto the jade stele.

"All beings, formless and imageless..."

An inscription slowly appeared, identical in script to the Fire Refining Seal formula that Lu Fan had imprinted earlier. Everyone was overjoyed, their eyes wide as they stared at the inscription on the jade stele.

The inscription was carved very clearly, but when they focused on it, it suddenly blurred. Different people saw various strange transformations.

A white-haired fourth-rank grand martial master trembled in spirit, his true qi condensing and surging with vitality. A faint whirlwind formed around him, turning into a devouring force that swallowed the surrounding heaven and earth qi, clearly at the critical moment of advancing to the Kaiyuan realm martial king.

Qi Yue was ecstatic, waving his arms and dancing, as if mad. Yet the seal formulas in his hands were continuously activated, floating in the void, slowly forming a talisman array. At the same time, his spiritual power surged, reaching the peak of the Jujing realm, the barrier to the Huajin realm martial master seemingly about to break.

There were many others at the scene experiencing breakthroughs like these two. The jade stele clearly only contained talisman seal formulas, yet the martial artists who looked at it also gained considerable insights.

"Young Master Fan, what is this jade stele all about?"

Zhao Zhenchuan was shocked, the waves of breakthrough fluctuations around him making him feel as if he were in a dream, utterly unbelievable.

Lu Fan smiled faintly and said nonchalantly, "This preaching assembly had too many twists and turns. My master left behind a Formless Seal Stele, which contains some of his insights on cultivation. In the future, it will be gifted to the Talisman Cultivator Guild, as a token of gratitude for their efforts in hosting this assembly."

He had already displayed many techniques today. If he had also used the original body dharma image for the Wisdom Light Crown Infusion, someone present might have discovered the true secret here. He couldn't take any more risks.

As long as the original body dharma image and this Formless Seal Stele remained here, they could continuously gather faith for him, laying the foundation for his future supreme path.

Zhao Zhenchuan, unaware of the strangeness here, was overjoyed, his body trembling slightly. With just a glance at the mysterious changes on the seal stele, he gained many insights. It would surely become the guild's treasure, giving the Bright Moon Empire hope for rising.

"Young Master Fan, it's about time. Should I make a trip to the Lu family?"

Zhu Ge Qing Ming composed himself, suppressing the shock in his heart, and reminded Lu Fan.

Lu Fan looked at him with satisfaction, then nodded and said, "Mm. My master has already left, and the preaching assembly should be dismissed."

As soon as these words fell, Ke Da Shi snapped back to reality, suddenly turning his head to stare at the triangular-eyed martial venerable and said, "Young Master Fan, how should we deal with these men? They have ill intentions. If we let them go, they might cause trouble for the Bright Moon Empire Talisman Cultivator Guild in the future!"

He was clearly a lone operator with his own grudges against the two guild masters, Zhao and Zu, yet he spoke as if he were a member of the Talisman Cultivator Guild.

"Old Ghost Ke, I recall you came here to stir up trouble earlier. How have you changed your tune so quickly, becoming a lackey of the Talisman Cultivator Guild?"

The triangular-eyed martial venerable spoke in a sarcastic tone, his words harsh, directly calling Ke Da Shi "Old Ghost Ke."

Zhao and Zu's expressions shifted slightly, surprised and pleased by Ke Da Shi's change of heart, yet worried that such words might make him change his mind. They tensed up, wanting to speak in support but not knowing what to say.

"Heh, Ke has always been a member of the Talisman Cultivator Guild. I lost my way for some years, but now I'm coming home. I don't need you to meddle!"

Ke Da Shi's face showed anger, but he didn't fall for the other's divisive scheme. He hadn't come to cause trouble in the first place. Having witnessed the methods of Lu Fan's "master" and seeing the guild's revival on the horizon, he naturally decided to stay.

Zhao, Zu, and all the talisman cultivators of the guild were overjoyed. With Ke Da Shi willing to stay, the guild's strength would grow even greater—a string of happy events.

The three‑eyed and the six Martial Venerables now wore grim faces; the opponent shared the same enemy and was high‑spirited. From their earlier conduct, today's matter will indeed be hard to settle.

Qing Yi cleared her throat sharply and said to Lu Fan: "I think we should just let today's affair drop. Those few are here for other business; if we force them to stay, both sides will likely incur considerable casualties!"

Although she was extremely angry at Lu Fan, she held herself back and, at this moment, gave Lu Fan a solemn warning.

"Oh? Is that really how Qing Yi thinks?" Lu Fan smiled faintly, paced slowly, and added: "If the Martial Venerable were to resort to his trump card, even with an array's support, the three's tactics would probably still be insufficient!"

Lu Fan pointed at the three Talisman Masters of Zhao Zu and said so. They are merely talisman cultivators, two realms lower; the Fifth‑Stage Forbidden Array's support is strong, but unfortunately the three have little skill in combat. If they truly go all out, the danger would indeed be great.

"However, with the Fifth‑Stage Forbidden Array's support, there's no need for them to act; I, Lu Fan, alone can take down these six petty thugs. On what grounds do you ask me to stand down?"

He shifted his tone, and his gaze suddenly became sharp. In his words, the six Talisman Venerables seemed truly to be nothing more than insignificant petty thugs.

Yet no one present dared to question, not even a hint of doubt, and they took it as obvious. Although Lu Fan is only at the Third‑Stage, with the array's might his methods are indeed astonishing and his divine abilities unfathomable.

Qing Yi's complexion froze, turning pale and flushed; irritated, she stamped her foot, glared fiercely at Lu Fan, and had nothing to say.

Wang Wu, however, understood Qing Yi's thoughts and, smiling at Lu Fan, said, "Lu Fan, those six are indeed insignificant, but they represent six factions and were specially invited by the Academy. I think today's incident is just a misunderstanding; perhaps we should just let it go."