Dominating Martial King
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408: Chapter 236: The Final Step (Please Subscribe)_2 408: Chapter 236: The Final Step (Please Subscribe)_2 “If war maps and secret technique totems also have ranks, then the rank of this map could possibly reach as high as second grade, even first grade!”

Wo Meiniang’s eyes shimmered with an unusual luster, “I can help you with the engraving, but I can’t bring out any additional effects.

However, before that, I still want to know what exactly this war map is for?

Only with full understanding can I engrave this map better for you.”

Chu Xisheng hesitated slightly before speaking with a firm voice, “Mei Niang, you must keep this a secret for me.

This map is called the ‘Divine Intent,’ it’s the war map for the ‘Divine Intent Touch Death Blade.’ You must have heard of the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord’s famed martial arts, right?”

Wo Meiniang’s expression changed slightly, “Is this the war map that the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord created for the ‘Divine Intent Touch Death Blade’ before his death?

Master Chu, have you gone mad?

Even if you’re seeking death, there’s no need to use this war map!”

As an extremely talented tattoo artist, she had naturally heard about the ‘Divine Intent.’

In the past, the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord handed over a vast quantity of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to the Heavenly Inquiry Pavilion to create this war map.

However, before the map was completed, the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord had already perished in the Divine Tribulation, relegating this costly war map to become a discarded relic, left to gather dust on high shelves for nearly a thousand years.

“Do you realize how dangerous this map is?

The ‘Divine Intent’ wasn’t initially without its suitors; many wanted to take advantage of it.

But to draw such a high-order war map, the first step is to draw out the rhythm of the Heavenly Dao within it.

After the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord’s death, a total of twenty-three people died in this step alone, including fifth and sixth grade masters.”

For those above fifth grade, they needed to be even more careful when drawing this map.

Their paths were basically fixed, and drawing this map not only served no benefit to them but could actually impact their very foundation.

Yet Chu Xisheng appeared calm, with a smile in his eyes, “I naturally have confidence and will surely not die because of this.

Mei Niang, just help me with the engraving, and if I die, I won’t blame you.”

Seeing Wo Meiniang still frowning with a cold expression, as if there was no room for discussion, he chuckled awkwardly, “If you’re not willing, then I will have to find someone else.

However, no one else might have the skill you do, nor are they as reliable as you, Mei Niang.

I am actually not that assured.”

Wo Meiniang’s mood sank, she could hear the determination in Chu Xisheng’s words.

Regardless of whether she agreed or not, Chu Xisheng was determined to draw this war map.

After a moment of contemplation, Wo Meiniang thought it better to handle it herself than to let Chu Xisheng search for some unreliable tattoo artist,

Eventually her expression softened and she sighed, “I hope you won’t regret this.

Take off your shirt first.”

Chu Xisheng immediately removed his shirt.

Wo Meiniang focused and observed that although he seemed frail, underneath the shirt was a robust and athletic build.

To her surprise, Chu Xisheng’s body only bore a ‘Wind and Thunder’ secret technique totem, a ‘Chasing Wind Saber’ war map, and a ‘Nourishing Essence Skill’ war map.

But it was clear that a master tattoo artist had adjusted these for Chu Xisheng, enhancing the abilities of the three maps to nearly fourteen-fifths of their potential.

Chu Xisheng had managed to defeat the Capital’s three sabers and also that Mo Qilin—

Wo Meiniang couldn’t help but click her tongue in admiration, “You’re quite cautious, only having three maps to this point, and all of them high quality.

Not like others who don’t even reach seventh rank but have eight or nine totems on their bodies.”

Chu Xisheng chuckled, “Someone told me that one needs to be extremely careful when drawing war maps, with a foresighted vision.

You should know that even the most top-notch erasing potions today can’t completely remove the traces of previous war maps, always leaving some remnants.”

“Indeed, unless it’s a re-engraving of the same war map, otherwise it would affect the war map effects; you should indeed be cautious when drawing future war maps,” she said, nodding lightly.

Wo Meiniang then said with a resolute voice, “To engrave this map, it will take three days and nights of work.

We cannot stop halfway through, so you had better arrange your affairs for the next three days to ensure there are no disturbances.”

Chu Xisheng casually waved his hand, “No need to arrange anything, let’s start now.”

Now he had Chu Yunyun on his left, Lu Luanyi on his right, plus two fifth-grade half-demons outside and an addition of Ji Qianqian behind him.

So the affairs of West Mountain Hall didn’t really need his attention.

Wo Meiniang, however, had many preparations to make, and it took her a full fifteen minutes to settle down behind Chu Xisheng.

When she picked up a golden needle, her hands trembled slightly.

But in the next breath, Wo Meiniang’s hands steadied, firm as bedrock.

First, following the pattern on the jade plate, it took her about half a day to engrave an identical design on Chu Xisheng’s back.

With her skill level, she couldn’t achieve a perfect lifelike reproduction, only managing about eighty to ninety percent similarity.

But this was merely a preliminary sketch, an initial step—

Wo Meiniang said with a focused voice, “Be alert!

Now I’m going to draw part of the Heavenly Dao Rhythm from the war map onto your back.

This is the most crucial step.

Once it’s done, we can use it as a ‘bridge’ to draw out the pattern from the jade plate along with various heavenly materials and earthly treasures as well as the complete ‘Heavenly Dao Rhythm’, guiding it out bit by bit.”

Chu Xisheng’s heart leaped at her words, aware that this step would determine his life or death.

Along with his nervousness, he was also filled with anticipation.

At this moment, Little Flat Head was unusually quiet as well.

It lay still over Chu Xisheng’s heart, waiting with great anticipation.

Wo Meiniang found her hands trembling again.

She took a moment to regulate her breathing, almost half a moment, before she could steady her mind and begin drawing the ‘Heavenly Dao Rhythm’ for Chu Xisheng.