More than thirty first-grade Wood Attribute Talisman Papers meant more than thirty kinds of Wood Attribute runes.
Li Qingyuan repeatedly drew and pondered them, searching for the common ground among Wood Attribute runes.
He had studied philosophy and knew that all things were a unity of commonality and individuality. The runes on all Wood Attribute Talisman Papers were the same: they possessed their own individual traits, yet also shared traits belonging to Wood Attribute runes.
Finding that commonality was the key to his self-creation of Second-grade Low-rank Wood Attribute Talisman Paper.
Li Qingyuan immersed himself in it. Beyond the runes, there was nothing outside his heart; beyond his heart, there was no self.
He was nearly possessed, researching day and night until his eyes were bloodshot and his stubble grew long, giving him a touch of the weathered maturity and charm found only in middle-aged men.
While he continued studying runes, Qin Miaoyi had already returned to the Qin Family's Second-grade Spirit Vein and to the Foundation Establishment cave abode on Purple Sun Peak.
After returning to her cave abode, Qin Miaoyi often stared blankly into space. Whenever she handled family affairs or reviewed resource documents, she kept making elementary mistakes that should never have appeared.
"Miss, you wrote it wrong again." As Qin Miaoyi's life secretary and administrative secretary, Qin Lan pointed to a spot and said, "According to convention, this should approve three thousand Spirit Stones."
"Miss, what has been wrong with you lately?" Qin Lan asked with concern. "Could something have gone wrong with your cultivation?"
Qin Miaoyi set down her brush and let out a faint sigh. "Xiao Lan, what kind of person do you think Li Qingyuan is?"
"Li Qingyuan..." Qin Lan pondered. "It must be said that Li Qingyuan truly is a genius. Born