"Tss!"
Lin Chen's brush paused slightly in his hand, the momentary hesitation causing the spiritual power to falter and the talisman paper on the desk to split apart.
Another piece of talisman paper was wasted.
This was the thirty-second talisman to be discarded today.
Lin Chen didn't seem to mind, carelessly brushing the broken paper aside and smoothly laying out a brand new sheet.
This talisman paper was not the yellow kind Lin Chen remembered, but was made from a composite of various precious materials capable of storing spiritual Qi, and of course, these were only the low-grade ones. The higher-grade talismans used even pricier materials, so expensive that even someone as wealthy as Lin Chen was taken aback.
Studying talismans was a super burner of Spirit Stones, particularly for someone with average talent like Lin Chen, turning out to be an incredibly wasteful choice.
