Senior sister, I'm going to control you.

Chapter 10 I Really Controlled You

Having come up with an idea, Li Tianran immediately took action.

He took out a Blood Slave Talisman given to him by Zhao Ling from his pocket, and scooped half a bowl of immortal water from the basin.

The silvery-white water rippled and poured into a broken bowl.

Su Yingxue heard the sound of water at the bottom of the basin; the sound was tense.

"What are you doing fetching water again?"

Li Tianran remained silent.

He put the talisman into the bowl, and the paper sank to the bottom, the blood-red patterns slowly fading.

"The water that comes out of my body has wonderful uses; it is all due to my cultivation."

"You lowly slave, don't waste such a precious thing."

Su Yingxue's voice became shrill.

Li Tianran sneered.

Of course he knew what Su Yingxue was thinking.

Once he runs out of the immortal water, the Immortal Imprisoning Basin will begin to refine her cultivation.

Of course she panicked.

"Master will be back in seven days. With her Foundation Establishment cultivation, she can tell something is wrong as soon as she arrives at the Spirit Field."

You can't hide the pot, and you can't hide me either.

Li Tianran stared at the talisman in the bowl, ignoring the tiny figure at the bottom of the basin.

"If you let me go, I swear I won't kill you."

I can tell my master that you have done a good job watering the spirit field, and ask her to give you a few more Blood Spirit Grasses so that you can live.

If you don't let me go, you'll die a more gruesome death than anyone else.

Li Tianran fished out the talisman and examined it.

The lines faded, but did not reappear.

The paper started to turn gray and crumbled at the slightest touch.

Failed?

He frowned and threw away the shredded paper.

He scooped half a bowl of celestial water from the basin and put it into the second talisman.

"Did you hear me?" Su Yingxue's voice was urgent and sharp.

"If you continue to torture me, I'd rather destroy my own dantian than let you gain the slightest advantage."

Li Tianran squatted by the stove, staring at the talisman in the bowl.

He ignored Su Yingxue's words.

If she had the determination to detonate her dantian, she wouldn't have waited until now.

This time, he didn't rush to fish it out; instead, he waited.

The fairy water slowly seeped into the paper, and the patterns first became light and then dark, changing from yellowish to dark red.

Half an hour later.

He reached in and scooped it out; the paper was smooth and warm.

However, only half of the texture was restored; the other half remained faint.

The soaking time was insufficient, and the concentration of the elixir was also insufficient.

"Would you like a few more bowls?"

As Su Yingxue listened to his muttering and turning of the bowl in the basin, she grew increasingly panicked.

"Li Tianran? What are you doing? Speak up!"

He walked to the basin, squatted down, and looked at Su Yingxue in the basin.

She sat cross-legged at the bottom of the basin, her white dress soaked through, her hair disheveled, and her face pale.

She looked up at the basin, and could only see his chin and neck.

She couldn't see what he was doing; she could only hear his voice.

Those sounds made her panic.

"Senior Sister Su, you stay put."

Li Tianran said something indifferently, stood up, and walked back to the stove.

Wait until the talisman paper has soaked for an hour and then check.

He leaned against the wall, his eyes closed, but his ears were perked up, listening to the sounds coming from the bowl.

Su Yingxue remained silent in the basin. The basin was quiet, with only the gentle ripples of water.

One hour later.

He fished out the talisman.

This time, the color turned a deep purple, the texture became much denser, the paper was warm, and the edges were slightly curled.

It seems to be working?

He couldn't get into Su Yingxue's basin, nor did he dare to try to let her out.

Let's try Shen Qing from outside first!

Thinking about it.

Li Tianran pushed open the door.

At the entrance to the woodshed, Shen Qing was tied to a wooden stake outside the door. She leaned against the wall with her eyes closed.

The moonlight shone on her, revealing her wrinkled Taoist robe stained with blood and mud.

I heard the door open.

Shen Qing suddenly opened her eyes.

Seeing the talisman in his hand, I couldn't help but sneer.

"You want to control me with this broken talisman?"

Although I have no magical power, I am a cultivator.

This broken talisman can only confuse me for two hours at most; it's utterly impossible for it to control mortals.

Li Tianran squatted down and chuckled, "Two hours is enough time for me to get a lot done."

"You dare!"

Shen Qing shrank back and shouted angrily.

"Why wouldn't you dare?"

Without saying a word, Li Tianran directly stuck the talisman on the back of her hand.

The moment the talisman was pasted on.

Shen Qing's body stiffened, and her hand stopped moving.

However, she can still move other parts of her body without any problems.

Seeing this, Li Tianran frowned.

How come the effect is even lower than what Zhao Ling said?

Shen Qing scoffed, "Is this the effect? ​​You want me to water your spirit field?"

"So noisy!"

Upon hearing this, Li Tianran slapped him across the face.

With a loud snap, no force was spared.

Shen Qing was in pain, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her teeth were loosened.

"Hiss... Ugh," the excruciating pain made her mind go blank.

"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences. Tonight, you'll be kneeling in pain..."

Hearing Li Tianran's cold threat, she gritted her teeth and chose to remain silent.

Li Tianran snorted and went back to lie down on the bed.

Half an hour later.

He went back to look, and the talisman was already torn to pieces.

Shen Qing shook his hand, feeling increasingly aggrieved the more he thought about it.

She continued to be stubborn: "A Blood Slave Talisman is a Blood Slave Talisman. No matter how much you try to control a cultivator, you can't control them."

Li Tianran raised an eyebrow.

He went back to the woodshed and closed the door.

There are three talisman papers left on the stove.

He crouched down and stared at them, but it still didn't work; he couldn't control the cultivators at all.

Could it be that the soaking time was not long enough?

Or perhaps not enough energy was absorbed?

This time.

Li Tianran scooped up three bowls of immortal water and put them directly into a large bowl.

Three bowls of water soaked in one sheet.

Su Yingxue was in the basin, looking down at her body as it began to overflow with water again.

She felt somewhat desperate.

"How much more water do you want to squeeze out of me before you're satisfied?"

Li Tianran did not answer.

He leaned against the wall, closed his eyes,

I'm too tired, I need to take a nap.

I haven't slept for a day and a night. I've been capturing blood slaves, being chased, and using talismans.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and his consciousness slowly faded.

I don't know how much time passed.

In his dazed state, Li Tianran heard a noise coming from the bowl.

Bubbling and bubbling, like the sound of water boiling.

He suddenly opened his eyes, got up, and threw off the covers.

I opened it and took a look.

They discovered that the magical water in the large bowl had dried up, completely absorbed by the talisman paper.

The talisman paper turned blackish-purple, with such dense patterns that the paper surface was invisible. The entire talisman paper glowed slightly, as if it were alive.

Li Tianran reached out and scooped up the talisman.

The paper was dry and warm; it felt like human skin, not paper.

The lines under my fingertips undulate slightly, as if a pulse is beating within them.

It seems to have worked?

It's true that the soaking time wasn't long enough!

He pushed the door open again.

Shen Qing also leaned against the wall, her legs clamped together, her body slightly twisting.

He looked very uncomfortable, but his eyelids were drooping.

Li Tianran could tell at a glance that she was holding in her urine, and had been holding it in for a long time.

They saw Li Tianran come out.

Shen Qing gritted her teeth, trying not to show her embarrassment.

"Here we go again? I told you, it's no use."

Without saying a word, Li Tianran held the talisman up in front of her.

The talisman paper was dark purple, with patterns as dense as a spider web, and it glowed faintly in the moonlight.

Shen Qing stared at the talisman, frowning slightly, a bad feeling creeping into her heart.

"This talisman..."

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but didn't.

Li Tianran had already grabbed her hand and stuck the talisman on the back of her neck.

The moment the talisman was pasted on, Shen Qing's body tensed up abruptly.

Her eyes widened, her lips parted as if she wanted to curse, but only a muffled groan escaped her throat.

Her hands stopped moving, her arms stopped moving, her shoulders stopped moving, and her neck stopped moving.

My entire body was out of control, as if I had been stripped of my control.

But she was conscious and could still speak.

"You, this isn't a Blood Slave Talisman!"

Her voice was clearly panicked.

Upon seeing this, a glint of shrewdness appeared in Li Tianran's eyes.

He took a step back and stared at Shen Qing, whose legs were tightly clamped together.

"Raise your hand."

Shen Qing raised his right hand above his head.

"lay down."

Put your hand down.

"Stand up."

Shen Qing suddenly stood up.

Her legs straightened on their own, she stood up on her own, and took a step forward on her own.

"How is that possible!"

"You really... have control over me?"

Shen Qing was filled with doubt and uncertainty, but there was nothing she could do.

At this time.

She heard another desperate command, like a demon's whisper.

"Holding it in is bad for your health, so let it all out."