Good Fortune Born took out some wound medicine from his Heaven-and-Earth Ring. After applying it, he stared at Sunshine Boy for a long while without moving.
The Commandant came over, draped an arm around Good Fortune Born's shoulders, and said, "When a Fate Arts Master casts a spell, the process is perilous. What they fear most is interruption. Let's go. Don't worry, he wouldn't joke around with his own Fate Mansion and Fate Mold."
Good Fortune Born nodded and turned to leave.
Book-Listener, Foodie, and the others stood guard at the door.
Sunshine Boy arranged the Fate Artifacts, then replayed the entire casting process in his mind. These were the spellcasting techniques Jiang Youfei had repeatedly drilled into him.
First, he recited various purification incantations, using magic power to cleanse every Fate Material one by one.
Then he grabbed a handful of Spirit-Awakening Talismans in each hand, circulated his magic power, and tossed both hands skyward.
Red-patterned yellow talismans rustled across the sky as they swiftly drifted down. Strips of yellow talismans linked together, forming two large "big" shapes on the table, like two little people.
Sunshine Boy chanted an incantation and pressed together the index and middle fingers of his right hand into a sword gesture. Lightning coiled around them as he lowered them into the bowl of sheep's blood.
"Gurgle, gurgle..."
The blood in the bowl boiled, darkening in color.
The sheep's blood resembled tiny red insects as it crawled up along his two fingers, stopping at his wrist.
Sunshine Boy withdrew his fingers, and the sheep's blood sank away, as though a hole had opened in the bottom of the bowl. In the end, not a single drop remained. The bowl's bottom was clean and white, with no hole in sight.
Sunshine Boy's right hand was blood-red.