Tang Changsheng did not know how long it had been before he woke as if from a dream. He felt that his Yin Spirit's Dharma Power had surged by a full tenth. A faint halo hovered before him like moonlight.
"This is..."
He focused and looked closer. The handkerchief had caught fire on its own and had already turned to ash in the wind.
"This is one of our order's Seventeen Moon-Worshipping Illustrations. Shoujing embroidered it by copying the illustration..."
Yuanzhen's expression was deeply conflicted. She had always known that the Seventeen Moon-Worshipping Illustrations held a tremendous secret, yet no one in the order had been able to comprehend it.
And now Tang Changsheng had grasped it with a mere glance. No wonder Yuanzhen looked so conflicted.
"Only a copy? No wonder..." Tang Changsheng kept his face impassive, but inside, his thoughts churned like storm-tossed waves. I've found a treasure this time.
The Seventeen Moon-Worshipping Illustrations were unquestionably on the level of Heavenly Book Characters. At the very least, they were Yellow Book Characters. Of that, there could be no doubt.
Who said Heavenly Book Characters could only appear as written words?
Otherwise, Tang Changsheng could never have believed that merely looking at an illustration could increase his Yin Spirit's Dharma Power by a tenth.
And this was only a copy. What else but genuine Heavenly Book Characters could do such a thing?
"Good, good, good! I want to see the Seventeen Moon-Worshipping Illustrations..." Tang Changsheng laughed heartily, then said, "Don't worry. I won't look at them for free. Whatever you want, just name it!"
"True Person, I also have the Eighteen Sun-Sacrificing Illustrations..." the burly bald man cried out anxiously.
The Eighteen Sun-Sacrificing Illustrations and the Seventeen Moon-Worshipping Diagrams—just hearing their names made it clear that these techniques shared