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Ling Yan's face changed. Damn it, he was distracted, he was finished.

As expected, in the instant that Ling Yan was distracted, the two sets of force of qi and blood in his hands started to tremble erratically, and he didn't even wait for Ling Yan to adjust his state of mind.

"Pop ~" With a light sound, the black droplets formed from a dozen different materials exploded, turning into a mist and disappearing into the air.

The corner of Ling Yan's eyes twitched. One hundred and eighty-four liang, gone just like that. His heart ached.

One hundred and eighty-four taels of silver was enough for him to purchase many healing herbs. In the blink of an eye, he had already flown away ?

Ling Yan's eyes were a little lifeless, he blinked his eyes a few times, and found it hard to accept this.

Next, Ling Yan sucked in a deep breath. After a low howl of unwillingness, his hands began to dance once more.

It might be because the failure of the first time had caused considerable losses to him, but in his heart, he had subconsciously avoided failure at the beginning. Under the contrast between the two, it made Ling Yan feel a little restless.

One could imagine, that during the second drawing session, Ling Yan had failed to control the minute frequencies of the force of qi and blood and all the materials shattered ?

Again!

Ling Yan clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes gradually leaking blood, his mind already filled with unwillingness.

Third time, fourth time ? All failed!

Out of the five sets of ingredients, only one was left!

Again!

Ling Yan's eyes became bloodshot, and his face became sinister.

"Bang, bang ~"

"Little Brother Yan, are you inside? Can we eat now?"

At this moment, the sound of someone knocking on the door suddenly pulled Ling Yan's mind closer. His body trembled, and his eyes immediately became clear once more. Seeing the scene in front of him, the scattered materials, Ling Yan felt a lingering fear in his heart.

What was wrong with him? Why did he become like a gambler who had lost money, losing more and more as he gambled, getting more and more hot-headed, regardless of whether he wanted to win the money or not?

Previously, he was completely controlled by the unresigned emotions in his heart. He could not bear such a loss, he cared too much, and because he was afraid of death, any loss would be hard for others to accept.

In the end, he had still lost control of his own heart, it was just too heavy, Ling Yan muttered.

Whew ~

Wasn't it just a failure? In any case, the money wasn't his. If he failed, then so be it.

After thinking it through, Ling Yan spat out a mouthful of impure Qi, and his mood suddenly relaxed.

"Got it, I'll be right over."

After Ling Yan shouted towards the outside, his gaze once again focused on the last portion of the ingredients. Whether it would succeed or fail, it was not important.

After smiling faintly, Ling Yan began his fifth drawing exercise.

Although the previous four drawings had consumed a lot of his force of qi and blood, causing Ling Yan to feel exhausted, he felt even more relaxed and focused after forgetting about his gains and losses.

Burn, extract, blend, draw...

Two hours later, a bizarre pattern formed in the air that glittered like shooting stars in the night sky. Ling Yan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Done!

The last drawing was a success!

Ling Yan forcefully suppressed the joy in his heart, and imprinted the high quality low level True Essence Glyphs s onto the snow-white talisman paper that Talisman Master Union had gifted him after buying the ingredients.

"Hiss, hiss ~" With a few soft sounds, the same strange patterns that he had seen in midair previously appeared on the talisman paper's surface.

Awesome!

Ling Yan joyfully jumped up. Even though he was more mature than his peers, he was still a fifteen year old child in the end.