At least in his previous life, Yuezheng Yan knew not a few Inscription Masters who would design Inscriptions in the shape of Divine Beasts.
But one like Lu Xingyan, who designed Inscription shapes as text and even turned them into books with questions, Yuezheng Yan saw for the first time.
In his previous life, he became the Demon Lord, was it because Lu Xingyan didn't exist in that life?
What a devil!
It was bad enough that he used Inscriptions to set questions for him, but the amplifying effects made it even heavier.
A book just one finger thick felt like a thousand pounds in his hand.
The first time he didn't notice and even crushed the solid wood table he had just made.
In the end, he flipped over a flat boulder in the ruins of the Immortal's Cave to use as a table.
He helplessly tossed the three thousand-pound reading comprehension books into his mustard seed bag.
This time, without needing Lu Xingyan to urge him, Yuezheng Yan took the initiative to bring ink and brush.
