Lin Ming was maintaining the true yuan in the talisman while calling upon the Chaotic True Yuan Technique to speed up the absorption of true yuan, this dual focus directly resulted in Lin Ming making mistake after mistake!

  When he made five consecutive mistakes and wasted five sets of materials, Lin Ming finally realized that he might not be able to complete this drawing... After a futile effort for half a day, Lin Ming reluctantly cut off the supply of true yuan. As a result, those mysterious symbols floating in mid-air were no longer bound by energy, and they burst into the air like fireworks, leaving behind a string of dazzling lights.

  Looking at the beautiful colors, Lin Mings heart was bleeding, this is all money! Although he had expected that the first attempt might fail, but losing dozens of taels of gold at once, Lin Ming couldnt help but feel a pang. The only thing worth being grateful for was that he hadnt used the heavenly silk earlier, so this most expensive material hadnt been wasted.

  His materials would probably only be enough for ten uses, that is to say, if he couldnt succeed within ten times, he would lose everything.

  To think of succeeding within ten attempts, if other rune masters were to hear this, they would directly consider it a fantasy. When learning runes for the first time, let alone thinking of successfully drawing a complete rune within ten attempts, even successfully drawing a simple stroke ten times is impossible!

  Lin Ming gathered up the remaining materials, and began to recall and summarize the mistakes he had made earlier. He had indeed inherited some of the memories of that senior great able, but his true yuan quantity was far too inferior compared to that senior great able, to the point where he couldnt even support a simple inscription technique.

  Of course, although this inscription technique is very simple in the memory of that senior, it is still a complex and exquisite inscription technique on the Tianyan continent. Once drawn, its effect will shock even the masters of inscriptions.

  After summarizing the reasons for failure, Lin Ming began to think of a countermeasure. He knew that it was impossible to increase the amount of true yuan in his body in a short period of time. The only thing he could do now was to minimize mistakes as much as possible. After all, every mistake was a waste of true yuan. If there were fewer mistakes, not only would materials be saved, but true yuan would also be conserved.

  Thinking so, Lin Ming temporarily gave up on the materials and started another round of dull practice with only his true yuan.

  Lin Mings idea was simple, the True Essence didnt cost money, and it would be consumed completely after running the Chaotic True Essence Art a few times. Not only would there be no loss, but he could also practice the Chaotic True Essence Art at the same time. Wasnt this the most perfect thing?

  As long as it doesnt cost money, he has nothing to fear. If practicing a hundred or a thousand times doesnt work, then practice ten thousand or a hundred thousand times. If that still doesnt work, then practice tens of millions of times! Until the process of drawing talismans is etched into his bodys instincts, in this way, he wont believe hell fail again!

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  Tianyuncheng, Yuanshuai Fu

  The most magnificent buildings in Tianyun City are the Imperial Palace and the Marshals Mansion. The entire Marshals Mansion is located in the northwest corner of Tianyun City, stretching three miles east-west and one thousand steps north-south, with countless artificial hills, waterfalls, winding corridors, gardens, waterside pavilions, and towers.

  At this time, in the book pavilion of the Marshals Mansion, an old man with a long gown and crane hair was holding a golden silk bird cage. Beside him stood a quiet girl in white clothes, who was Qin Xingxuan.

  "Really? Theres such a person? Youre even willing to admit defeat?"

  "Hmm." Qin Xingxuan nodded, the old man beside her was her master, Mu Yi, the best inscription master in Tianyun City.

  Qin Xingxuan had an excellent memory, and she completely recited all the conversations between Lin Ming at that time. The old mans face gradually became solemn after listening to it. Originally, he thought Qin Xingxuan was just being modest, but now it seemed that it was indeed not comparable, and the knowledge of that young man was too rich, which didnt seem like the Tianyun countrys lineage, and it was likely from a place with more advanced Mingwen techniques.

  After finishing the dialogue, Qin Xuan detailed the scene where Lin Ming casually drew the basic pattern, that kind of effortless feeling she couldnt replicate.

  "Painting with the true yuan as the foundation, without any pause, and even grasping the lightness and heaviness of energy in an instant... is that right?" Mu Yi was extremely surprised.

  "Hmm, when he spoke of the ancient text, I felt like it was flowing like clouds and water, as for those subtle energies... its as if they were... like an imprint in his mind, forming an instinct. At this level, even Xingxuan cant compare."

  "Hmm..." Mu Yi took a deep breath, thinking that it was impossible to form this so-called instinct without thousands and millions of practices. This kid, had he been practicing the art of inscription since birth?

  "Are you sure hes only fifteen or sixteen?"

  "Confirmed." Qin Xingxuan said affirmatively.

  "Unbelievable! Unbelievable!" Muyi exclaimed, "At such a young age, to have achieved this level of mastery is truly astonishing. This youngsters talent is the most remarkable Ive ever seen in my life! However... what Im even more curious about is who his master is..." Muyi stroked his white beard, thinking deeply about the masters from Tianyun Country and several neighboring countries.

  However, after thinking about it, he still couldnt think of a possible candidate. In terms of knowledge of the ancient texts, he considered himself to be among the best. Throughout Tianyun Country and even neighboring countries, there were quite a few who could match him, but as for someone who could definitely surpass him, that was unlikely.

  Muyi said: "I cant think of anyone who would teach such an excellent apprentice, if Im not mistaken, the mysterious master behind that young man may come from a sect..."

  " Sect?" Qin Xuans heart was shocked, the Tianyan continent was vast and boundless, with many large sects that had been passed down for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. The depth of these sects was unimaginable!

  Lets not talk about distant places, just the closest sect to Tianyun Country - the Qi Xuan Wu Fus main house - Qi Xuan Valley, which has an unimaginable number of powerful experts.

  Twelve years ago, the elder of Qī Xuān Valley came to Tiān Yùn Country and even the imperial family had to show respect. Qin Xingxuans teacher, Mù Yì, was naturally a top-notch seal carver in Tiān Yùn Country, but in the Great Sect, he wasnt anything special.

  Mu Yi said, "Xing Xuan, next time if you see this person again, be sure to keep him here, I want to meet him in person. This young man is not simple, even if he has a master from a major sect, being able to learn to this extent at his age makes one feel unbelievable. Also, be polite to this young man, the master behind him may be a high-ranking person that the entire Tianyun Country cannot afford to offend, we absolutely cannot be rude."

  "Yes, teacher."

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  Day after day passed, Lin Ming tore off the calendar page one by one. During these days, Lin Ming practiced inscription every day, and various talismans had been practiced countless times, long ago familiar with them.

  Day and night, using his soul force, Lin Mings spirit was extremely fatigued, his eyes were always bloodshot, and his true yuan was in a state of exhaustion, but the benefits he gained were also very obvious. Lin Ming discovered that apart from the progress of his inscription skills, his perception had also become increasingly acute.

  He is still working as a butcher at Daming Xuan, even if he takes a completely unfamiliar second-level fierce beast, Lin Ming can keenly perceive the changes in the force of the knife edge during the boning process, and easily avoid the tendons and bones. With one stroke, the skin and flesh of the second-level fierce beast are severed, and Lin Ming only needs to spend a short period of time to completely dismember it!

  The staff at Da Ming Xuan were initially shocked and disbelieving of such a terrifying speed, but later on they became numb to it after seeing it many times. Now Lin Mings status in Da Ming Xuan is transcendent, he can come and go as he pleases during work hours, and his salary is no less than that of several head chefs.

  No employee would be satisfied with such treatment, and Lin Ming, despite having privileges, still maintained his daily two-hour Bone Forging practice, which was a form of cultivation for him. Bone Forging had great benefits for both soul force and physical strength.

  However, Lin Ming thought that there was no work for two shifts because Daming Xuan didnt have so many fierce beasts! Yes, all the goods in the warehouse had been cut by Lin Ming... When Lan Jie, who was in charge of the kitchen, saw that all the fierce beasts in the ice storage room had become neat blocks of meat and bones, and each block was uniform in size, Lan Jie was speechless.

  This guy is simply a machine!

  In this way, in the last ten days of the first month, Lin Ming re-prepared the materials and started another round of inscription drawing!