Xiao Man had lived two lives as a dragon, so he had probably seen a Wordless Book Page before. Lu Ren had tried to comprehend it for ten thousand years without success. All he could do was let Xiao Man take a look.
"A Wordless Book Page?"
Xiao Man stared at the Wordless Book Page in Lu Ren's palm, astonished. "Well, now. Where did you get this?"
To him, the Wordless Book Page was countless times rarer than Golden Crow Fire.
"I got it from those people in the Calamity Organization, but I spent ten thousand years trying to comprehend it and got nowhere!"
Lu Ren gave a rueful smile.
"This Wordless Book Page contains a sword art. You have to channel your sword momentum into it to reveal what's written there. They say the more of the nine forms you've cultivated, the more complete the text it reveals!"
Xiao Man explained.
"Oh?"
Lu Ren was startled. He floated the Wordless Book Page before him, then released his sword momentum and poured it into the page.
Bzz, bzz, bzz!
The Wordless Book Page glimmered with gray-white light. Twisting runes began to appear across it, wriggling like tadpoles.
Soon, those tadpole-like runes covered almost the entire page.
Seeing the change, Xiao Man exclaimed, "How is that possible? Divine script covers almost the whole page! Lu Ren, just how many of the nine forms have you cultivated?"
As far as he knew, an ordinary martial artist who obtained a Wordless Book Page was doing well if he could reveal even a tenth of its divine script.
A tenth meant that, even if he managed to comprehend it, he could comprehend only a tenth of what it held.
But Lu Ren had revealed virtually all the divine script on the page. He could