Nuozu turned his right hand over.
Beneath the flesh of his palm, something wriggled. A gray gu worm, as long and thick as a little finger, crawled out. It was rather nauseating.
"Eat!"
Nuozu was sparing with words.
Upon receiving the command, the gray gu worm leaped high and swallowed the drop of black tongue-tip blood in one gulp.
Pop.
A soft sound rang out, and the gu worm exploded into fragments.
Nuozu gathered the splattered black fluid with one hand and collected it in a small stone vial.
At the same time, he flicked his right hand. The two fingers that had just been stained with blood and had eaten the hair merged together, becoming an ochre talisman brush.
The brush swept out gold and red, their sections clearly divided.
"Ah, this..."
Xu Xiaoshou was utterly amazed.
From beginning to end, every move this man made had precisely evaded his predictions—he had absolutely no idea what Nuozu was doing!
Holding the brush, Nuozu placed the stone vial on the table, brought over the dial, and muttered under his breath.
What he was mumbling could not be heard. It did not sound like human speech.
"This is only a wooden blank for a dial. I have not even begun carving it yet." Time Ancestor finally could not help speaking.
Clearly, Nuozu intended to tamper with the wooden dial.
It was not unrelated to what he had said about escorting Name Ancestor.
But no matter what, he should have picked something better. This dial was merely an ordinary dial; in its former life, it had been a broken wooden stump casually picked up by the roadside.
It had even been rained on.
Wouldn't it be easy for something like this to break if they made a fuss over it? "Don't speak."