Chu Fangfang worried that injecting Micro-Engraved Magic Arrays into the body was extremely dangerous. No one had ever tried this technology.
But Mo Caihuan needed to supplement her ranged capabilities. No matter how formidable her fists were, they were useless if they could not hit anyone. Her "Ten Thousand Swords Art" and "Formless Sword Qi" had yet to take shape and were of little practical use.
So she chose to implant formations in her body. With her experience cultivating the "Hundred-Storehouse Immortal Art," she was full of anticipation for the organic integration of formations and the body.
Micro-Engraved Formations were exactly what she had hoped for. Used properly, they could unleash powerful spells.
Although this was new technology, she was willing to try it.
For safety, all the research was conducted on an uninhabited island.
Still uneasy, Chu Fangfang came along. "Are you really sure Micro-Engraved Formations can let you cast spells? I mean, there will be countless microscopic magic arrays in your bloodstream. How will you control them?"
"Through divine sense," Mo Caihuan said.
"I know your divine sense is strong, but we're talking about hundreds of millions of Micro-Engraved Magic Arrays. What if you lose control? You'll explode," Chu Fangfang said worriedly.
"It won't be that extreme. I'll test it with low-grade spirit stones first. Even if there's an explosion, at worst I'll burp. I won't get hurt," Mo Caihuan reassured her.
"You stubborn mule. Fine. If you really do get hurt, it'll be a chance to repay you. You've saved me twice, and I've never saved you."
"Then sorry for the trouble, Sister. Please stand guard."
There were only five people on the island: Mo Caihuan, Chu Fangfang, the engineer, and two assistants.
The engineer smiled. "Those of us who conduct research on cultivators have all signed