When Zheng Ming asked him this, Lu JinXiong's eyes revealed an admiring expression, "It's not something an Inscription Master made, huh? Inscriptions, although I understand a little, I really don't have that kind of talent."
"You shouldn't think about becoming an Inscription Master. Although Inscription Masters are indeed very impressive, there's not one in a million who can become one."
When Lu JinXiong said this, his expression turned somewhat melancholic. It seemed he once dreamed of becoming an Inscription Master himself.
Zheng Ming didn't pay attention to Lu JinXiong. His gaze wandered beyond the fading green light.
This was a mountain, a towering and spectacular one that rose a thousand ren. In the Star Suppressing Sect, Zheng Ming had seen mountains larger than this one, but at that time he had no mood to appreciate them.
After all, he only had twenty minutes of invincibility, so how could he have time to care about that?
