Several days later, at the Pingjiang Riverbed, atop a turtle shell thirty to forty meters long.
Chen Mu pressed his right index finger against the rough, dark bluish-black surface of the shell. His mana wove itself into a Mustard Seed Magic Talisman and slowly flowed inside.
The next instant, a sudden realization rose within him. The mana in his hand immediately became smooth and fluid, as though a narrow, clogged pipe had abruptly been cleared.
Black patterns instantly emerged across the turtle shell beneath his feet.
Chen Mu's heart stirred, and he immediately turned his gaze inward to inspect his Jade Seed.
Within the white mist-like mana, all twenty-eight Spell Talismans belonging to the Mustard Seed Spell appeared at once.
The twenty-eight dark silver beads were no longer still as usual. Instead, they were enveloped by some strange force.
Like stars in the heavens, they revolved rapidly around a central point along their respective paths, trailing streams of dark silver light.
At the center, a peculiar twisting force emerged.
Chen Mu suddenly had the feeling that, as long as he found a suitable vessel and imbued it with all twenty-eight Spell Talismans, he could contain an object of a certain volume within an exceedingly tiny space.
"Containing Mount Sumeru within a mustard seed?" He instantly understood.
A gray wall appeared before him, and Chen Mu looked toward one of its columns.
Mustard Seed Spell: 5/10000/second tier;
Though he often slacked off and loafed around, he used it every day.
Over time, the Mustard Seed Spell had easily advanced.
"Once I figure out how talismans are refined, perhaps I can make Mustard Seed Talismans too."
With that thought, Chen Mu happily looked around.
At that moment, the Water Repelling Shuttle appeared entirely different in his eyes.
The Mustard Seed