A Spirit Pattern that had never before appeared in the Nine Provinces was displayed before the many Spirit Pattern Masters, leaving them dazzled and entranced, their minds utterly captivated.
All of them had immersed themselves in the Spirit Pattern Path for many years, so naturally they could discern some of its intricacies. In terms of overall harmony, there was no major issue with this Spirit Pattern. But whether it could stabilize into form, whether it could fulfill its unique purpose, and what that purpose might be still required careful verification. Carving it onto a stone wall did not mean it truly counted as a new Spirit Pattern.
No one asked any questions. They trusted only their own judgment. Thus, the many Spirit Pattern Masters sat cross-legged one after another, took out their jade tablets, and began carefully constructing the saber-shaped Spirit Pattern upon them for comparison.
But how could a Spirit Pattern precisely assembled from more than two thousand fundamental elements possibly be constructed so casually? Even these Spirit Pattern Masters would inevitably have to endure many failures before practice made perfect and it gradually took shape.
That would take at least half a month, perhaps even longer. That was a matter for later.
Lu Ye quietly withdrew from the crowd and walked straight to a plump woman in a floral dress standing at the rear. He smiled as he stared at her.
The woman's expression became extremely uncomfortable, though she forced herself to remain calm. "Is there something you need, little friend?"
Lu Ye removed the Crag Mountain Saber from his waist, held it in one hand, and handed it over.
The woman looked at the Crag Mountain Saber, then raised her eyes to look at him. With a faint sigh, she said, "Let's talk outside." In the end,