After Daoist Qingshan finished speaking, I nodded as well.
I said to Daoist Qingshan,
"Senior, whatever I need to do, I'll cooperate with you!"
Daoist Qingshan continued,
"Drip the first drop of blood onto the Curse Stone. I'll activate it."
Hearing this, I immediately nodded.
I always carried the Fish Bone Sword with me, so I drew it and pricked my fingertip.
A drop of fresh blood seeped out and fell onto the inscribed stone.
As the blood fell, Daoist Qingshan immediately formed a hand seal.
Then he issued a command:
"Heaven and earth establish order, yin and yang stand divided. One drop of mystic blood reveals the root of evil. Let the stone unveil its true form, let the curse reveal its source. I activate this art to shatter delusion and see clearly. Edict!"
The moment the command rang out, the Curse Stone in Senior Qing Shan's hand flashed.
The runes on its surface began to flow, and the drop of blood was instantly absorbed by the Curse Stone.
As the Curse Stone flashed, an indescribable aura began to surge.
This aura was very peculiar. It should have been "mystic energy," similar to the strange aura naturally carried by high-grade magical artifacts that had been consecrated. It was hard to describe.
That was because the aura was clean, pure, and mysterious.
Master watched from the side, narrowing his eyes and nodding slightly.
"What a Curse Stone. One of this grade is truly rare."
Judging by Master's expression, this Curse Stone had to be a fine treasure.
Pan Ling spoke from the side after hearing that.
"Senior Song, this Curse Stone is considered only mid-grade in our Green Mountain. The previous sect master bestowed it upon my master. Mount Qingcheng has even better ones."
Hearing that, I could not help