'What powerful Soul Power,' Lin Ming thought, slightly startled. Even Mukyi's Soul Power wasn't as condensed as this old man's. Of course, Mukyi's main focus was Martial Cultivation; being an Inscription Master was just a side occupation for him. This elder, however, was likely a dedicated Inscription Master. For such individuals, Martial Cultivation was merely a way to extend their lifespan, giving them more time to research the Inscription Technique. The skill of someone like that in the Inscription Technique had to be formidable.
Lin Ming paused to watch for a moment, then noticed Lin Xiaodong beside him ogling the young girl without even blinking. A headache immediately set in for Lin Ming. He nudged Lin Xiaodong with his elbow, who finally snapped out of his daze and scratched his head, embarrassed.
