Were those clearly visible patterns inscribed upon all things not exactly the spirit patterns Xu Xiaoshou had sought so desperately yet failed to obtain?
"This passive skill has something to do with spirit formations?"
Joy he could not suppress spread across Xu Xiaoshou's face.
He still remembered those countless days and nights when he had nearly ruined his eyes researching spirit formations.
Yet in the end, even on a tenth-grade piece of Azure Netherstone, he could barely inscribe any spirit patterns.
Spirit formation masters were a profession that likewise depended on talent and hard work.
Xu Xiaoshou could not even get through the door.
And now...
"Heaven never disappoints those with a determined heart—it's finally opened my eyes?"
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened.
He wanted to regard the clear veins emerging across all things as spirit patterns, but evidently, this thing was not so pure.
It was like the way Spirit Refining Mastery had gone off course. He could understand spirit patterns appearing on rocks, and leaves had them too...
I can endure that!
But people... why could they have patterns inscribed on them too? Was the map of blood vessels across their bodies telling him to start cutting them open? Xu Xiaoshou was utterly baffled.
"Could this be some kind of Surgery Mastery?"
Before he had time to marvel further, once all things beneath heaven and earth completed their spirit-pattern transformation, every moving and unmoving thing seemed to have veins drawn across it.
It was as though he were living in this new world, staring at nothing but a line drawing.
Xu Xiaoshou was so absorbed by the sight that he could not help sinking into it.
And once he did, he sensed something was wrong.
It seemed that the paths by which all things existed in heaven and earth