Mysterious Old Man, Inscription

  “Master, it is here.” Xiao Hei stood in front of the stone room door and looked at Baili Hong Zhuang.

  Baili Hong Zhuang walked up to the door of the stone room, and she found that this stone room was right next to the room which had the 〈Demonic Calling Scriptures〉.

  “Kacha.“


  Baili Hong Zhuang slowly pushed open the stone room door. Like Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai had said, the previously closed stone room for had now opened.

  As the door of the stone room door was pushed open, Baili Hong Zhuang saw the situation inside.

  In her clear eyes, there was a touch of shock and disbelief. Baili Hong Zhuang’s expression revealed her incredulity as she looked inside.

  “This…… how is it possible?” Baili Hong Zhuang muttered to herself, and she couldn’t believe what she was seeing before her eyes.

  Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai were also wide-eyed. “Is there a mistake here, this must be a trick?

  “There is a person in here, are you pulling my leg!”


  The always well behaved Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai at this moment, after seeing the situation inside couldn’t help but burst out with foul language. It was really impossible for them to express the shock of their hearts without using such language.

  It was a large stone room, and inside a man with a head full of silver hair was busy. There were many materials and tools placed on the big table.

  The old man looked kind, full of wisdom, and at first glance he gave a feeling like a gentle wind, soft and warm, giving people a feeling of peace.

  However, the old man seemed to never have heard the words of Baili Hong Zhuang and the others. His hands were constantly moving, and there was mastery in his every move, his every move natural, revealing a smoothness from years of experience.

  After seeing the tools and materials on the table, Baili Hong Zhuang had already judged that the old man in front of her was an Inscriptionist!

  Inscriptions, this was a very powerful means. Like medicine and alchemy, it was of great help to cultivators.

  However, medicinal herbs could be used by the cultivators only by ingesting it, while inscriptions provided external assistance. For example, imprinting an inscription on a weapon would greatly enhance the strength of the weapon.

  Compared with the distinguished Alchemists, Inscriptionists were extremely rare, and each Inscriptionist was someone others were eagerly trying to please.

  Because inscriptioning was a very demanding profession, it needed meticulousness and patience, and ordinary people simply couldn’t come in contact with them.

  In her past life, Baili Hong Zhuang had also come in contact with Inscriptionists and had a very strong respect for this profession

  However, the Elders in her family were all proficient in alchemy, not inscriptions, so she had always put all of her energy into alchemy and medicine.

  She could never have thought that she would actually see an Inscriptionist in the Chaos Ring.

  Her understanding of Inscriptions was not deep, but from the man’s vivid and fluid movements, she was sure that this Inscriptionist’s inscription must be superb!

  He was absolutely a master. Otherwise, the intricate inscriptions would never be so easily drawn under his hands.

  “Predecessor.” Baili Hong Zhuang greeted slowly.

  The old man did not reach, and Baili Hong Zhuang could only greet him again, “Predecessor.”


  However, the old man did not respond, as if he had never heard Baili Hong Zhuang’s voice.

  “What is this all about? Why aren’t you responding?” Xiao Hei was slightly angry, even if the old man looked quite extraordinary, but wasn’t he being too rude?