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Qian Mo watched as the wound on his hand began to heal under the force of the Embalmer's power, while the Otherworldly Ink Pen remained unresponsive. Qian Xuan spoke in a deep voice, "Uh... that’s going to hurt like hell!"
Although Qian Mo understood the urgency of the situation, the thought of the high-speed blood flow constantly pounding against his wound made him grimace. Yet, despite his complaints, his body was honest and instinctively pushed his blood to circulate rapidly as if it were free of charge. Well... he was definitely not scared by his father's words, "Then let’s make a few more cuts!"
As Qian Mo accelerated his blood flow for several more seconds, the blood gushing from his wound had gathered in mid-air, forming a blood sphere about the size of a human head under the control of the Embalmer's power. One could only say that the Embalmer's physical condition was indeed extraordinary, with a soul strength that was astonishing. Most people would have fainted from such blood loss... Even Qian Mo, who had just regained consciousness thanks to the Soul Melding and Spirit Building Technique, felt a wave of dizziness.
Fortunately, the Otherworldly Ink Pen finally emitted a dazzling glow, seemingly satisfied with this offering. The blood sphere quivered slightly before being completely absorbed into the Otherworldly Ink Pen. The originally jade-like pen gradually transformed into a bright red hue. The golden patterns that radiated light were also tinted by this blood color, turning into a striking crimson gold. Compared to its former sacred purity, the Otherworldly Ink Pen now exuded an air of mystery and ferocity.
But perhaps this was its true form. One could imagine that for an Embalmer who frequently dealt with Wang Hun, possessing such a bizarre and fierce weapon was more normal!
“Qian Mo, quickly sketch the spirit rune according to my earlier demonstration and suppress the Chaotic forces in this realm!” Seeing that the Otherworldly Ink Pen had finally been activated by the blood, Qian Xuan urged Qian Mo to act with great excitement.
Nodding, Qian Mo closed his eyes and mentally reviewed the rune construction method demonstrated by his father earlier. After confirming it was correct, he opened his eyes again. There was no room for carelessness; one mistake in sketching the runes could lead to total failure—there would be no option but to start over!
His situation was even more precarious; having lost so much blood just to empower the Otherworldly Ink Pen meant that if something went wrong during the rune sketching phase, whether he could withstand such massive blood loss again was uncertain...
With the sequence of rune sketches firmly in mind, Qian Mo suddenly grasped the Otherworldly Ink Pen without hesitation and began to draw rapidly. His speed made Qian Xuan’s eyes twitch slightly.
Qian Xuan recalled his own awakening years ago when he was hailed as one of the top talents in the Qian Family for centuries. Gifted individuals often carried an air of arrogance; he had always maintained a proud and carefree persona. However, since having a son, he realized that his talent had become irrelevant. From a young age, Qian Mo had been a leader among his peers—unique and dominant among all the mischievous children in their family. Recently, after awakening his talent as an Embalmer, he had been directly recognized as Primeval and gained acknowledgment from the Otherworldly Ink Pen!
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