"Write a character?"
Ye Changqing pondered for a moment as well. His finger stirred slightly, and a character abruptly appeared on the ground.
Kill!
He thought of the chaos at Hidden Dragon High Martial over the years. For various reasons, he had been unable to impose iron-fisted rule and could only endure, slowly boiling the frog in warm water. How could he not feel stifled? Now, he actually felt an irrepressible urge to erupt!
It was with this utterly pent-up frustration, along with surging killing intent, that he wrote the character.
This was precisely what he truly wanted: to disregard every backer, every connection, every repercussion, and every consequence!
To crush that pack of scum outright!
Kill them!
Kill his way to a world at peace!
That single character bristled with murderous menace, its bloody aura boundless.
"A blade above a petty man's head!"
Zuo Xiaoduo examined the character carefully and said, "Principal, the surroundings are empty, with a blade's point beside the 殳 component. There is a will to kill, but no hand to wield the blade."
"The root cause of your predicament should lie here."
"But in this character you wrote... the 殳 on one side sits slightly higher. Although you wrote it with chilling murderous menace and abundant killing intent, it still looks slightly unbalanced. Yet you created that imbalance to strengthen the killing intent, bringing its imposing force to the fore."
"In terms of position, this corner lies east of Fenghai; assistance will come chiefly from the east. Once wind and cloud meet, this wish will come true."
"So you need an outside force to serve as the hand that wields your blade, striking and meting out punishment on your behalf!"
"Your own killing intent is already sufficient. Your strength needs only an outside force to