Dragon Hermit

This was a necessary array for necromancers’ enchantment. The array wasn’t only able to engrave any hard materials, it could also raise the enchantments’ effect.

But, the current Undead Alchemy Array was still in its embryonic form, and he must use Magic Power to activate it and finish its formation.

Xia Yan took off the Soul Storage Horcrux and held it in his hand. He started infusing the Horcrux with his Magic Power, and he spent ten minutes and used up a fifth of his Magic Tower’s Magic Power to fill it to the brim. The current Soul Storage Horcrux couldn’t store more Magic Power than this.

“The ebony Soul Storage Horcrux’s efficacy is still quite limited and insufficient, and I must look later for better materials and replace it,” Xia Yan shook his head and carefully placed the Soul Storage Horcrux on the center of the Six-Light Star Array, before he started chanting magic incantations.

Upon finishing the incantations, two beams of blue light emanated from the Soul Storage Horcrux’s two sockets, and they shone upon the Undead Alchemy Array. The two light beams started moving around the lines in the array as if they were alive, and they left faint Soul Fire behind them.

This sight was both beautiful and bizarre. After the Soul Fire started burning in all the lines, the blue light started shining brightly, and a half-meter long Soul Fire started raging above the array.

[It’s a success!] Xia Yan was delighted and he sat down for a while to rest. An intoxicated look appeared in his eyes as he observed this beautiful fire.

[How did this beautiful flame become a byword for evil in the Heavenspan Continent?]

Xia Yan sighed for a while before he raised the carving knife, and immersed it along with his hand in the Soul Fire. The flickering Soul Fire wouldn’t harm him!

Soul Fire could burn all souls, but it still couldn’t harm a necromancer.

The carving knife’s sharp end quickly turned blue among the flames, and a bean-sized little wisp of fire got stuck in the knife’s end. If one observed this little flame with a magnifying glass, then he would discover that it had a skull’s shape.

[Fine!] Xia Yan took out the carving knife, and he discovered that it wasn’t just the knife’s end that was engulfed by fire, even the knife’s blade and his right hand were engulfed by blue flames. As for the Soul Fire in the Six-light Star Array, it had already shrunk by a third, and a third of the mammoth’s tusk powder on the workbench had also disappeared.

When the knife’s end came in touch with the jadeite, Xia Yan felt like he was carving a lump of soft mud, and he didn’t have to exercise his strength at all. He was overjoyed by this, and he started waving the knife according to the design in his mind after he got used to the knife’s sharpness. He left smooth and pretty lines on the jadeite.

The most mystical part about this process was that the carving knife didn’t leave any jade debris behind it, and if one observed this process from a close distance, he would discover that the bean-sized skull on the knife’s end was quickly devouring the jade debris. He wasn’t carving the jadeite with his knife, but rather, the skull was gnawing the hard jadeite and leaving behind it lines of varied depth.

This was the easiest carving session Xia Yan had ever done, and it was easier than the radish’s carving which he had done in his early days. He had spent only several minutes to craft a lifelike sculpture of Maitreya.

Thereafter, he used his knife to cut off the surplus jadeite, and that said jadeite was also devoured by the skull. Xia Yan stroked the jade sculpture with his hand and didn’t notice any obvious protruding part and there were only two or three tiny protuberances, and he used the carving knife to correct them. The jade sculpture turned completely smooth!

If he counted the time wasted on setting up the Undead Alchemy Array, then he had spent only twenty minutes during the whole process in total. This was a shocking speed!

“In the future, I won’t ever have to waste time on polishing sculptures.” Xia Yan took the jade sculpture and observed it with satisfaction. All of a sudden, he got a new idea. He held the sculpture in his right hand, which was engulfed by the Soul Fire, and caressed it and stroked it for a while, and when he opened his hand again, the jade sculpture turned smoother and more glossy than before. As the lamp shone upon it, it emitted a mesmerizing radiance as if it was made from top-notch jade.

This time, Xia Yan was finally completely satisfied, and he bore a little hole on the topmost part of the jade sculpture for the necklace’s string and put the jade sculpture aside.

The Undead Alchemy Array’s Soul Fire was still burning, and Xia Yan couldn’t help but stroke his chin and ponder over what he should do next. After a while, he turned around and started picking materials from the pile of materials on the shelf.

The Soul Fire could still support the carving of two other sculptures and he didn’t want to waste it. That was why he decided to carve three sculptures in one session and hand them over to his Martial Uncle. He had just borrowed 10,000¥, and he must pay it back.

“Let’s use this piece of white nephrite and this piece of yellowstone,” Xia Yan quickly found satisfying materials. His Martial Uncle told him to use whatever he wanted, and he wouldn’t refuse his generous offer. He quickly found a jade stone as big as an egg and a yellowstone as thick as a finger in two exquisite boxes.

A knife with a skull atop its sharp end started wandering again…

Time elapsed unknowingly, and it reached 11 am. The mammoth’s tusk powder atop the workbench had already disappeared and the Soul Fire died out.

Three sculptures were laid out atop the workbench, while Xia Yan was sitting atop the chair with his eyes closed. He was meditating to replenish his consumed Magic Power.

The Antique Collectibles Store had already welcomed dozens of customers, and this was already pretty good for an Antique Store. Yao Ting got busier and she didn’t plan to invite Jiang Wenchuan to stay over for lunch. Upon realizing this, Jiang Wenchuan left, as he couldn’t just stay here and talk to the wall.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

High-heels clicking noise echoed out and a tall young woman entered the Antique Collectibles Store. She wore a tight suit that accentuated her perfect figure.

She had long legs, and they seemed even straighter and more upright thanks to her high-heels, and those said heels also accentuated her plump butt. The woman also had an ample chest; a chest so ample that one might even wonder whether she could see her feet.

“Sis, how come you have returned so early?” After Yao Ting had seen off a customer, she noticed the woman and questioned her with a smile.

“Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. So, I’ll obviously come back for lunch. I had asked the director for a short break of two hours,” the woman nodded and said with a smile.

“Sheng Hospital is always more bustling than a fair, and they are always busy. It’s only you who can ask for a break in this busy period,” Yao Ting held the woman’s arm and spoke with a smile, “Doctor Yao Min, is Director Zhang still so stuck on you? He had said that he would even brave death for you.”

“Who cares about him!” Yao Min hit Yao Ting’s head and said, “He already has a wife, yet he still dares to pester me. If I wasn’t afraid of ruining our department’s reputation, I would have given his wife a call long ago.”

“I heard that his wife is so scary, if you had given her a call, he would have ended up in a sorry state. Haha, why don’t I call her for you?” Yao Ting said mischievously.

“Forget it, at least, he hasn’t done anything overboard yet, so leave him some face. Or else, people will say that I harmed my college,” As Yao Min walked upstairs, she asked, “Oh, by the way, didn’t you say in the phone call that we have a guest, who is he?”

“Do you still remember Han Yidao that was mentioned by Grandpa?”

“Han Yidao… Grandpa’s senior brother?”

“That’s right, our guest today is Han Yidao’s disciple. Grandpa had even kowtowed to him and recognized him as the headmaster…”

“What did you say?” Yao Min stopped in her tracks and looked in disbelief at Yao Ting. “Did Grandpa kowtow to him? What kind of man deserves such treatment from Grandpa?”

“It’s an 18 years old student, and he’s a freshman in our university…” Yao Ting said.

“This is so outrageous!” Yao Ming furrowed her brows and said angrily, “He’s only a teenage student, yet he dared to make our grandpa kowtow to him. Where is he? Bring me over there!”

“Sis, what do you want to do?” Yao Ting realized that the current situation was anything but reassuring.

“I will teach him a lesson and teach him to respect the old.”