The artworks that Qin Ming had just put away were taken out one by one.

He arranged the concentrates on the stone platform in order and adjusted their relative positions according to their quality and degree of completion.

Among them, the most successful ones in terms of both materials used and the array formations drawn were placed in front of him one by one, and Qin Ming tapped them lightly with his fingertips.

"Little Fatty, I'll lend you a wisp of spiritual energy to activate it. If Qingchen fails afterward, you'll take over and lead the operation."

"Hmm!" Little Fatty nodded and placed his front paws in Qin Ming's hand, letting him do as he pleased.

He relaxed his forelimbs, leaving a wisp of spiritual energy at the tip of his claws, and then paid no more attention.

After all, there is a huge gap in strength and vision between Xiaopang and Qingchen.

When it comes to accepting and comprehending things of the same level, Qingchen has to exert all his strength just to barely maintain his composure.

Little Fatty, at least for now, is able to be slightly distracted, maintaining his own energy flow while providing the response Qin Ming needs.

Perhaps it is the inherent opposition and cycle of life and death that Xiaopang and Qingchen are experiencing, and through this connection, the energy they are comprehending resonates inexplicably.

Qin Ming was unsure what would happen if there were any fluctuations, but it was unlikely to be a good thing, so he could only try to maintain the status quo.

Although he can't see the refined ore that Qingchen has now, he estimates that, given the current situation, the remaining energy won't be enough to sustain the whole situation.

The light emanating from the concentrate continued, but it was weaker than at the beginning.

Therefore, he needs to do something right now to avoid future troubles.

After Qin Ming took out the refined ore engraved with the unique array, the ancestor never looked away.

He gazed silently at these roadside ores, whose appearances had been drastically altered and which had now been allowed to enter the inner sanctum, his gaze lingering for far too long.

He remained silent for a long time, as if recalling something extremely distant, before finally muttering to himself, "Although the aura is faint and ethereal, it is... Father's aura!? There is clearly no longer a Xuanwu in this world, where did he come from?"

With His keen eyesight, it was not difficult to discern that the magic array on the ore was not an ancient relic. The engravings on it were brand new, and even from the aura, it could be traced back to the human in front of Him!

The old ancestor was shocked. He felt that he had overestimated Qin Ming, but he never expected that the other party could give him such a surprise.

He originally thought that Qin Ming was just lucky and had good beast control, but he never expected that he could casually sketch something that resonated with the ancient times in such an unprecedented direction.

Is this fate's favor?

His voice became even softer, as if he were speaking to himself.

"In that case, I'll lend you another hand!"

The old ancestor was inexplicably elated, with a sense of pride that seemed to overflow from his chest.

He raised his claws, drawing a semi-circle in the air.

Two clusters of energy reappeared, one so bright it was blinding, the other so dark it could not be illuminated by any light, and their auras were more than one level stronger than before.

They share the same origin as the previous ones, but are far from being at the same level.

If what came before was merely the surface, then what is now is the core, containing the essence of energy as understood by the cultivator.

This energy cannot be obtained through the accumulation of spiritual power, but requires time, experience, and even life itself to refine it.

This kind of inheritance usually only occurs at the moment of death, which is a great loss to the living.

The ancestor's aura weakened slightly in that instant, like a lamp having some of its oil removed.

As the two energy clusters merged into Qingchen and Xiaopang, the aura that was about to subside began to vibrate again.

Little Fatty's body trembled slightly, as if something heavy had been pressed into his body; Qingchen's entire body tensed up for a moment, and the flow of light between his scales noticeably accelerated.

The new energy is mixing and intertwining with the previous energy, seeking a new balance.

With a sound of jade shattering, Qin Ming grabbed and pressed down on Little Fatty's paw, and the refined ore used for connection was seamlessly connected and applied.

The crystal ore lit up the moment it touched the little fat paw, like a lit lamp wick. The light spread rapidly along the array pattern, illuminating the surrounding pieces of refined ore one by one.

A temporary, modified array is slowly taking shape on the stone platform, and the connected light is becoming softer and more stable.

Qingchen and Xiaopang were slightly startled by this turn of events. Out of the corner of their eyes, they noticed that Qin Ming's clothes were already soaked with sweat.

His forehead, neck, and the back of his hands were covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his face was paler than usual.

The state of the beast tamer also affects the spirit tamer. At this moment, Qin Ming is not only affected by Xiao Pang and Qing Chen, but also has to divert his attention to guide the energy of the golden bead to help them.

His mental energy was being drawn in three directions simultaneously, which was truly remarkable.

Sensing the slow stagnation in the energy integration process, Qin Ming looked up in confusion, only to meet the worry in Qing Chen and Xiao Pang's eyes. How could Qin Ming not understand?

He immediately calmly reassured them, "Just focus on the experience and don't overthink it. I'm here to support you!"

The calmness and confidence in his words completely reassured Xiaopang and Qingchen, putting their minds at ease.

"We're still here!"

A confident voice came from behind, first from Keda, then from Cangxuan, Xiaobao, and Heidong. They had all appeared at some point.

They nestled close to Qin Ming, touching his robes or fingers, each in their own way, transferring all the golden pearl energy they had accumulated on Blue Star to him through a contract, allowing him to redistribute it.

The energy that had previously only been flowing out now had a new reserve of energy, like flowing water, which invigorated Qin Ming's somewhat tired spirit.

He could feel a warm current gathering in his body, and his fingertips, which were originally slightly cold, were slowly warming up.

He whispered "thank you," without saying anything more, simply guiding the gathered support along the path of the contract towards Little Fatty and Qingchen.

"This trust is truly admirable!"

"It's truly remarkable that the little turtle and the little snake have already found companions they can rely on at such a young age!"

"But my old friend, how much longer will you remain asleep? Will I ever see you again?"

Although it was not over, the most difficult part had been overcome, and the ancestor could foresee the subsequent developments. So he comforted the ancestor and said he would no longer interfere, and quietly left.

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