"What a pity."
Ling Changqing shook his head helplessly, but didn't dwell on it for too long.
Qin Yun covered her mouth and chuckled softly. "You've made some progress this time, my husband. Try again!"
No Talisman Master ever starts out without wasting a huge pile of materials.
The same was true for Pill Masters. Crafting useless Poison Pills or even having their Spirit Flame go out of control and blow up the cauldron were commonplace occurrences.
To a certain extent, proficiency in these Supporting Art Skills was built up with Spirit Stone resources. The greater the investment, the faster and higher one's skill would improve.
Ling Changqing agreed and took another sheet of blank talisman paper, beginning his third attempt.
With the experience from his two previous failures, this attempt went much more smoothly. After waiting for about half an hour, the two women finally saw Ling Changqing successfully draw the last stroke.
