Late at night, Qin Xiaoxia and Doudou were setting up an Inscription Spell Formation in the empty hall where they planned to sculpt the statue.
Even darkness so complete they could not see their hands would hardly have affected them, let alone this star-filled night.
The empty hall measured roughly fifty square meters. The stars and moon shone brightly, their light streaming through the holes overhead and casting arcane symbols on the floor.
"Those old fellows really knew how to fool people. Even this place has a hidden trick..."
Holding a lump of something like mud, Qin Xiaoxia looked at the floor and sighed.
Doudou wholeheartedly agreed.
The patches of starlight on the floor shifted with time and the movement of the stars. If he had not been unable to sense any magic power or other special energy, even he would have been fooled.
"Heh, the trick is actually up there."
Qin Xiaoxia smiled and pointed at the holes of various sizes overhead.
"The inner edges of the holes are inlaid with crystal. All right, possibly glass."
"That hidden design is also why this hall is so bright during the day. But on clear, cool nights, it amplifies the refraction of starlight, projecting all sorts of colorful shapes that change angle over time. It really is remarkable."
Between the patches of starlight, a pattern of lines could faintly be seen covering the entire floor. It was the "base sketch" Qin Xiaoxia and Doudou had drawn in chalk beforehand.
As Qin Xiaoxia kept kneading the lump, his magic power traveled down his arms and through his fingertips into the shaping substance in his hands.
"Doudou, we're short on hands right now, so I'll have to rely on you to patch any gaps."
Doudou looked uneasy.
"Big Cousin, I... with what little