Lin Man was fuming inside! She thought to herself, if I'm going to craft it, I might as well do it. Successfully crafting it would earn me a net profit of five hundred spirit stones, no loss at all, and even if I fail, it doesn't matter; consider it honing my talisman crafting skills using the materials provided by Ning Daoran!
So, she tossed her short hair and, not caring about anyone else, began to focus solely on crafting the talisman.
"Old Lu, where's your bench?"
Ning Daoran reminded him.
Big Stupid Deer immediately rolled his tongue and pulled out a bench from his stomach. The two quickly sat down, perched with their legs crossed, and began to closely observe Lin Man crafting the talisman.
Unfortunately, Ning Daoran had no understanding of the talismanic way, and his talent for it was just as pathetic as his cultivation talent, while Lin Man was crafting a third-tier mid-grade talisman…
