Just as Shen Hui was pondering, Xu Ye suddenly slapped his forehead.
"Got it!"
As he spoke, he reached for his left wrist.
Before everyone's eyes, his fingers sank directly into the flesh of his wrist, as though he were rummaging around for something.
The flesh rippled gently beneath his fingertips like water, yet not a drop of blood seeped out.
A moment later, Xu Ye pulled a scroll-bound book from his wrist.
The book's cover was made of some unknown material. It looked neither like hide nor paper, but rather somewhat like a dried membrane of blood.
Lu Huan's eyes went wide. Tugging at Shen Hui's sleeve, she cried out excitedly:
"He hid a book in his flesh! Shen Hui, did you see that? He hid it in his flesh!"
Mo Yunsong and his disciple could not help touching their own wrists, shuddering involuntarily.
Shen Hui's gaze narrowed slightly.
That was quite a wicked way to store things. It really was his first time seeing it.
Xu Ye wiped the book against the hem of his robe, then held it out before Shen Hui.
"This is a spirit-awakening method known as the Baleful Suppression Spirit-Infusion Art. I obtained it by chance in my early years. It is of little use to me, but for a practitioner of the mystic arts such as yourself, Daoist, it may prove somewhat useful."
Shen Hui accepted it and flipped through several pages. His gaze immediately fixed.
The writing on the pages was neat and fine, with illustrations alongside the text. It described a method of using Killing Intent as a guide to awaken spirituality in plants, wood, earth, and stone.
The art did not discriminate by material; wood, stone, gold, and iron could all be used. However, the quality of the spirituality awakened