After creating the red ink and the inscription liquid, she prepared the inscription paper and began drawing.
She was not planning on copying the intricate inscriptions this time. She felt that the inscriptions that the old man was teaching her had reached a high level, so instead she tried something simpler. But even so, she could feel that although the level of the inscription was low, the effect was still quite outstanding.
For some ordinary cultivators, as long as an inscription was placed onto their weapon, the power of the weapon would soar.
One should not underestimate this a.s.sistance from the inscription. As long as the power of the weapon was improved, the combat ability of the cultivator would also be improved.
Baili Hongzhuang was calm and tranquil. She picked up her inscription pen and gently dipped it in the inscription liquid before beginning to draw.
The red inscription liquid had the same color as cinnabar, but at the same time a subtle golden light shone from it. It was bright and stunning to look at.
As the inscription pen touched the inscription paper, she began drawing. Baili Hongzhuang’s spirit had reached the highest levels, and all her focus was placed upon the inscription she was drawing.
As an alchemist, she had always been able to concentrate. She had, at this moment in time, put all her focus onto the inscription. There was nothing else on her mind.
Even before she touched the paper with the pen, she had already decided upon which pattern to draw, so she did not hesitate at all and drew it smoothly.
All inscriptions needed to be fluent and there was not allowed to be even one point where the drawing was uneven or broken. If such an occurrence happened, then the inscription would be flawed and not work.
Not only this, the strength of which the pen was being used, the shaking of one’s hands or uneven amounts of inscription liquid would also lead to failure of the inscriptions. Because of this, it was harder to become an inscriptionist than an alchemist.
It was also because of this, that inscriptionists were even rarer than alchemists.
When Baili Hongzhuang had finished drawing, she found that there were some errors that she had not seen when she had practiced. There had been a few pauses and she had stagnated when drawing, which had resulted in the inscription being unusable.
However, Baili Hongzhuang did not care about failing. Failure was the mother of success, she had prepared so many materials and was ready to fail.
The second time ended in failure.
The third time also ended in failure.
It was not until the eight time that Baili Hongzhuang was finally able to draw the lines smoothly enough with the inscription pen. She found that the reasons behind her previous failures were not enough control over the pen.
On the ninth time, after drawing more than half the inscription, Baili Hongzhuang suddenly found that she did not have enough inscription liquid. All her previous tries had used it all up.
Tenth time ended in failure as well.
Little Black and Little White alongside Bais.h.i.+ sat down in a row and were quietly watching Baili Hngzhuang constantly fail, their hearts shaking slightly.
When their master was serious, it was quite terrible.
She did not seem to have any idea of what failure meant, no signs of frustration, only persistence shone through her eyes.
As long as you persisted you would succeed sooner or later!
The three beasts kept quiet, not daring to disturb Baili Hongzhuang, but they kept staying by her side to show support.
It was not before the twenty-first time that Baili Hongzhuang managed to succeed in drawing an inscription.
The lips of Baili Hongzhuang slowly spread into a smile. After experiencing twenty failures she had finally made an inscription!
“finally a successful drawing.”
Looking at the six-pointed star pattern, Baili Hongzhuang looked satisfied. She then placed it to the side and began drawing again.
She had understood the method and naturally had to try again.