Xu Ping'an put away his brush and then looked at the inkstone again.
The inkstone was not simple either, it wasn't an attack-type Immortal Artifact, but a supportive one.
The ink ground from it could transform into anything and could even conjure up Xu Ping'an's doppelgangers.
Although these doppelgangers lacked powerful attack strength, they were identical to Xu Ping'an, almost indistinguishable.
Even for Eighth Rank or Ninth Rank Experts, as long as Xu Ping'an didn't make a move, it would be very difficult for them to discern whether it was Xu Ping'an's true form.
"With this inkstone, I might be able to save my life at crucial times, or it might even play a vitally important role," Xu Ping'an said joyfully.
So Xu Ping'an unceremoniously put the inkstone into his storage ring.
After storing the brush and inkstone, Xu Ping'an turned his attention to the paper.
