The situation with the Yin script in Fengdu City was somewhat different from what Li Su had expected.
He had assumed they would all be in rather special places, since the first Yin script had been discovered inside the government office.
Yet after Yangping introduced them to him and took him to see them, he discovered that the reality was completely beyond his expectations.
They were everywhere—along the Great Dao Street, in narrow alleys, on bowls and utensils, teacups, and market stalls. There were so many that the number defied imagination.
Of course, compared with the seventh-grade Yin script Yangping had helped him find, these were tenth-grade.
Without question, they were far simpler than seventh-grade Yin script.
Their structures, levels, and even their strength were vastly different.
"Yin script has grades."
"So far, the highest-grade Yin script that has been mastered is fourth-grade Yin script."
"With every grade increase, the difficulty rises to more than ten times that of the previous grade. Even the lowest tenth-grade Yin script is incredibly difficult to comprehend. Even at the True Immortal level, grasping the simplest one often takes more than a month."
"Yin script differs from cultivation techniques. It is a kind of origin writing, immensely beneficial to the soul—a true marvel of creation."
"Eighth-, ninth-, and tenth-grade scripts can increase the strength of the soul and bolster the spirit."
"Fifth-, sixth-, and seventh-grade scripts can increase the soul's toughness and reinforce the spirit."
"Fourth-grade and above involve the sublimation of the spirit. They possess the power of creation, bringing transformation from within the soul itself."
With a trace of fervor and even more helplessness in his voice, Yangping said, "Unfortunately, the difficulty is simply too great. Even among the prodigies of great sects, those capable of comprehending fifth-grade Yin script are few