The Minor Daoist Arts he had learned from Granny Huanyin solved the problem of carving words onto the Bone Tablet, and Ling Tian was overjoyed. He then discussed the tablet's design and size with Yao Yu and the others. They settled on them without much difficulty, and the next step was to have Little White form the Bone Tablet.
When Little White saw Ling Tian, he was quite excited. After hearing Ling Tian's request, he promised with complete confidence that he would get the job done. Then they went to an open area, where Granny Huanyin took out dozens of Storage Rings. White bones poured out, quickly piling up into a mountain.
Seeing Ling Tian's astonished expression, Granny Huanyin smiled. "When the cultivators of Tianmu Star learned that we needed white bones, they gathered countless bones to curry favor with us. With all these bones, Little White will be able to easily withstand attacks from Heavenly Immortals."
Ling Tian had already turned the Bone Tablet's design into an image and sent it to Little White. As the Extreme Soul of Bone, Little White had an instinctive ability to control white bones. Forming a Bone Tablet was no difficult task for him, and soon a bone slab nearly a thousand zhang tall had taken shape.
The Bone Tablet was as white and lustrous as jade, towering like a mountain and radiating majestic grandeur. Ling Tian was quite satisfied at first sight.
A Bone Tablet formed by Little White, who had the strength of a Mortal Immortal, would likely rival even a high-grade Immortal Artifact. After Ling Tian refined it and reinforced it with a formation, even an Earth Immortal would probably find it difficult to destroy.
"Hehe, Daddy, how am I? I'm amazing now, right?" Having successfully completed the task, Little