Wang Ping quickly composed himself, meeting Yu Cheng Taoist's gaze.
"Did you understand it?"
"That's good," Yu Cheng Taoist said, looking at Wang Ping. "Remember this: you can only practice drawing the Luck-Borrowing Talisman for now. You must not truly create it. It works by borrowing the fortune of heaven and earth. At your current level of cultivation, using it even once would kill you instantly. Do you understand?"
"Understood, Master."
"Good. Lastly, there are some Wood Spirit Techniques." Yu Cheng Taoist took out a booklet and handed it to Wang Ping. "You must view this book with your divine soul to see its contents."
Wang Ping took the booklet. Its cover felt delicate and silky smooth, like stroking silk, though it definitely was not. When he opened it, the pages within were completely blank.
