Xiao Ran's progress had been remarkably swift.
Just as Golden Toad Son had said, Xiao Ran's level was already high. Once he grasped one thing, he could understand them all; nothing could hold him back. What was more, he was an expert in suppression arts and the current Plum Blossom Daoist.
There were countless arts and methods, but they all shared the same fundamental principles. If he couldn't even master this much, that would be a real joke.
By the first night, Xiao Ran could already craft animals so lifelike they seemed real. Once he dotted their eyes, the paper figures came to life and walked right out of his room.
But Xiao Ran was clearly not satisfied with that. He began crafting people.
Who should he make?
Xiao Ran thought of Gao Yuting, but he didn't dare pursue the thought beyond that first fleeting moment. He was afraid that if he really made a Gao Yuting, he might not be able to control his emotions. If that happened, the whole Jingqi Pavilion—and perhaps even the entire city of Ruzhou—could be caught in the fallout.
After turning it over in his mind, Xiao Ran decided to craft his enemies one by one instead.
The first enemy he thought of was Tiger, from the Changchun Association.
Back in Red Incense Village, that fellow had relied on his body-hardening skill and his dual D-class professions, the Paper Crafter and another profession, to strike with such force that even the Ancestor of Red Incense Village had been forced to avoid his attack. Xiao Ran would never forget that sight.
It was fair to say that Tiger had opened Xiao Ran's eyes.
Xiao Ran finished crafting Tiger's likeness, then raised his brush. He pictured Tiger's face and expression in his mind. In an instant,