Zhang Xiaohua gave a slight nod, seeming to have gained some enlightenment. Then, he took out another jade slip, immersed his divine sense within it, and carefully read it for a long while, with a slightly furrowed brow. Next, he took out five five-element jade marrows the size of his fingers' tips from his waistband and tossed them up in mid-air. Afterward, he sat cross-legged and cast several fire talismans, following by several magic spells, which melted the five jade marrows floating in the air into a liquid state one by one.
Staring at the five fingertip-sized, multicolored jade liquids floating in front of him, Zhang Xiaohua had a solemn expression on his face. He constantly infused his finger talismans with magic spells while one fire talisman after another was consumed. As soon as the size of the jade liquid was reduced by half, a satisfied smile emerged in Zhang Xiaohua's eyes.
