"..."
Writing scripture!!
It was like having a vast ocean hidden in your heart, yet being unable to show it to anyone.
You had to use vague words, speech, and gestures to describe what it felt like to face that ocean, so mountain folk who had never seen a river could grasp its immensity.
Frustrating!
Maddeningly frustrating!!
It was the stifling feeling of wanting to express something but being unable to, like having the stronger case in a no-rules debate and failing to show even a fraction of your ability.
As an Ancient God, she had always been the one harvesting others' knowledge. Who could have imagined someone would try to squeeze knowledge out of her?
Lucky Star Lucia's amber eyes flashed as she stared at Yin Ming, who had just emerged from the gourd. Only the Inner Demon Decker had planted in her kept her from tearing him to pieces.
She took out another bone bead and said coldly, "You want scripture. I hope this is your last condition."
Writing scripture was thankless work. It was like paying someone for the privilege of selling yourself!!
A little resentment was normal, but she was a deity of the Seventh-Ring Tier, and she had grown impatient after barely half a month.
The collective strength of her people had forged an Ancient God and raised her tier! But it had left glaring flaws in her mind.
"Humm..."
Yin Ming took the bone bead and pressed it to his brow.
In an instant, profound scripture filled his ears, as though a white moon had risen over the Netherworld.
He had only encountered the shallowest insights into the "moon" Law Fragment, so studying this scripture would do him little good.
And because he had not mastered the "moon" Law Fragment, those insights vanished in