Chapter 2132
- As for the third level of the Mystic Art Pavilion, it was the gathering place of Dao Talisman Masters and Saint Inscription Masters. The Dao Talisman Masters were Dao Cultivators who could inscribe Dao Talismans. All of the Dao Talisman Masters were at least at the Saint Rudiment Stage. Only those Dao Talisman Masters who were at Saint Rudiment Stage and above could inscribe Dao Talismans. Of course, not all Dao Cultivators who were at the Saint Rudiment Stage and above could do so either. Drawing the Dao Talisman was a skilled job. A city like Mound Hill City could only be considered as a city by the edge of Dao Martial Saint Land... Inside such a city, not many Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouses could be seen, let alone the Saint Rudiment Stage Dao Cultivators, and even more so for Saint Rudiment Stage Dao Cultivators who knew how to draw a Dao Talisman. For this reason, it was very difficult to see a Dao Talisman Master in Mound Hill City. The Saint Inscription Masters, on the other hand, were Martial Cultivators who could inscribe Saint Inscriptions on the Saint Weapons. All Saint Inscription Masters were at least at the Saint Rudiment Stage. Only Martial Cultivators who were at the Saint Rudiment Stage and above could inscribe Saint Inscriptions on the Saint Weapons. Of course, not every Saint Rudiment Stage Martial Cultivator knew how to inscribe Saint Inscriptions on the Saint Weapons. Inscribing the Saint Inscriptions was a skill too. The rarity of a Saint Inscription Master was at the same level as the Dao Talisman Master; they were very difficult to find in Mound Hill City. Even if they could be seen, they were nothing but passing travelers at Mound Hill City. After all, be it the Dao Talisman Master or the Saint Inscription Master, even the worst one was treated as a highly distinguished guest by the seven-rated forces. Even the worst Dao Talisman Master and the Saint Inscription Master would not even give a damn at all about an eight-rated force like the City Governor’s Estate of Mound Hill City. “It looks like the third level of this Mound Hill City’s Mystic Art Pavilion only exists in name,” David Bishop thought to himself. “This is my first time hearing about the Saint Inscription Master though.” It was the first time he heard of the term ‘Saint Inscription Master’. As for the Dao Talisman Master, although it was his first time hearing that too, he had used the three Dao Talismans that his father had left for him before. It was apparent that the three Dao Talismans came from the hands of a Dao Talisman Master. “The Saint Inscription Master can inscribe Saint Inscriptions on the Saint Weapons to give the Saint Weapons some types of attributes... A powerful Saint Inscription can even unleash a horrifyingly terrifying power. The Saint Inscription Master is slightly similar to the Inscription Masters in Detroit. However, the Inscriptions in Dao Martial Saint Land would lose their effectiveness.” David Bishop frowned and only eased up after a long time. “Not only that, but only a Saint Rudiment Stage Martial Cultivator has the chance to become a Saint Inscription Master.” David Bishop’s knowledge about the Dao Talisman Master and the Saint Inscription Master was all from the staff in the Mystic Art Pavilion. Of course, the reason why the Mystic Art Pavilion’s staff were so patient in explaining was because of the Saint Stones that David Bishop had given them. “Mystic Art Pavilion, Saint Refinement Masters, Dao Talisman Masters, Saint Inscription Masters...” Muttering, David Bishop walked out of the Mystic Art Pavilion and returned to the main street. After strolling another round, he casually found an inn to stay at. After checking in, David Bishop’s mind jolted and he entered the second level of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda to continue his cultivation of the Saint Grade Martial Tactic Colossal Aerolite Arrow! After staying six days in the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, two days had also gone by outside. When he left the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, it was already the night before the large-scale auction fair that was going to be held at the Rare Treasure Pavilion. That night, David Bishop went for a stroll around Mound Hill City’s night landscape and it gave him a different experience on the local customs and practices. After strolling one round, it was already late at night and David Bishop was about to go back. “Big brother... Help! Help me! Somebody’s trying to kill me! Somebody’s trying to kill me!” Just when he entered a street that had nobody else on it, David Bishop heard a young yet terror-struck voice coming from the front. As he squinted his eyes, he could see a little girl of about five or six years old running towards him anxiously. The little girl appeared fair and delicate, but her face was slightly smeared and the clothes that she was wearing were slightly tattered too. Not long after that, the little girl reached in front of David Bishop. Spreading her arms, she hugged his thighs tightly and was unwilling to let go. “Little girl, where are your parents?” David Bishop squatted and touched the little girl’s head as he smiled and asked. The gaze that David Bishop looked at the little girl with was filled with gentleness and he made the little girl feel as though she was bathed in a spring breeze. His eyes were pure, so pure that the little girl felt guilty. “Big brother... A-Actually, nobody’s trying to kill me... G-Go now!” Biting her lip, the little girl seemed to have made up her mind and right away, she released her hands that were holding David Bishop’s thighs and urged. “Huh?” David Bishop was stunned. At that moment, he noticed that something did not seem right. “Lord, over there! That human trafficker took my daughter and went that way!”