Bone Play

Crack!

Lucky Star Lucia said nothing.

Her slender fingers tightened slightly, crushing the silver bone bead that held the Undying Scripture.

She had spent a month and a half writing the scripture, revisiting tens of thousands of years of half-understood insights from her cultivation. Her mind had run at full capacity every moment, thousands of thoughts flashing through it in an instant.

There had been no time for grief or longing, and she no longer felt averse to writing the scripture.

For the first time in tens of thousands of years, she had created something related to cultivation. Before, she had only inherited the power of others. Only now had she truly begun to cultivate.

For some reason, she wanted to write a perfect Undying Scripture.

Her amber eyes rested on Yin Ming. "How can I make the scripture more intuitive?" she asked softly.

Uh!

Yin Ming was taken aback.

Lucky Star Lucia looked at him with the eager gaze of a student looking to her teacher.

After a moment's thought, he answered, "For scriptures with the same effect, the fewer words, characters, and other elements they use, the more skilled their author."

"Conversely, if the author can't improve their skill, they can try adding more elements. You might as well incorporate the forms of expression you're best at."

Lucky Star Lucia considered his words for a moment, then found another mountain peak and went into seclusion to refine the scripture.

The bones within her body flickered into view and became a miniature white moon suspended in midair. Its moonlight wove an illusion that burst like a soap bubble, then formed anew.

"The moon!"

"The undead!"

"More intuitive!"

"The forms of expression I'm best at."

"..."

Boom!

Three months later!!

An entire mountain range collapsed with a roar, leaving hundreds