The Mysterious Card Maker: Starting with Zhang Jiao's Deification

Lin Fan etched Cheng Ying into his mind, and a long sword suddenly appeared on the card.

He then inserted the [Dawnlight Corrupted Iron Sword Embryo] into a blank card.

With a "hum," the card glowed faintly, and a blurry sword shape slowly condensed.

Seeing that nothing went wrong during the production process, he was finally relieved.

"This is similar to a summoning card!" he muttered.

He then threw in the [blood-haired woven sword tassel], and the blood-red hair, as if alive, automatically wrapped around the end of the sword hilt.

As the [Shadow Eater] was put into play, the lights in the entire room suddenly dimmed, and the shadows projected onto the card-making table began to writhe eerily.

"What the hell!" Lin Fan was also startled by this scene. He looked around and then realized what was happening.

Not only his own shadow, but all the shadows in the room began to writhe, as if they had come alive.

A sharp, low hissing sound suddenly came from the blank card. The sound was like the sound of a sword, but it was also mixed with the roar of some strange creature, which made Lin Fan's scalp tingle.

Lin Fan stared intently at the card-making table, his mental energy subconsciously gathering, so that he could forcefully suppress any unusual activity with his mental energy.

Fortunately, the strange movement didn't last long. A few seconds later, the shadows in the room gradually calmed down, and the writhing darkness returned to normal.

Lin Fan slowly exhaled, but when he looked at the card again, he was stunned.

The longsword that was originally fully engraved has disappeared! To be precise, only the hilt remains.

"This..." Lin Fan frowned.

The sword was intact just a moment ago, but now only the handle is left. Anyone would be stunned for a moment if they saw it.

Just as Lin Fan was pondering whether he had failed, the sword's cry rang out again, seemingly urging him to take the next step.

The sound penetrated the defense card and spread outwards.

"What's that sound!" Da Niu, who was clearing away the dishes downstairs, immediately stopped what he was doing, looked up sharply, and stared straight at the third floor.

A bright light flashed in his hand, and a long axe appeared in his grasp.

"Tap, tap, tap"

He rushed up the stairs, but when he reached the third floor, he suddenly stopped.

Because the sound suddenly disappeared when he stepped onto the third floor.

The entire corridor was unusually quiet at this moment.

Da Niu looked around the corridor and then noticed the tightly closed door to the card-making room. At that moment, he realized what was happening.

"Mr. Lin is making cards inside? Could that sound be from making cards?"

He scratched his head. Now, only he and Lin Fan remained in the villa. Who else but Lin Fan could have caused such a commotion?

Thinking of this, Da Niu breathed a slight sigh of relief. "What kind of card is Mr. Lin making? This is acting like something strange."

He stood at the door of the card-making room. Even through the door, he could still feel the chilling atmosphere emanating from inside.

Da Niu wrapped his clothes tighter around himself and took a few steps back, his eyes fixed on the door of the card-making room. He put his long axe away again and plopped down on the corridor floor.

It wasn't that he wasn't curious about what was happening inside, but he knew that card makers were most averse to being disturbed while making cards.

If he rushes in recklessly and causes Lin Fan to fail in making the card, that would be a big problem.

Lin Fan had no idea what was happening outside; at that moment, he was putting the last material, [Guardian Sword Blood Pact], into the device.

Crimson blood patterns instantly spread across the blank card, and streaks of blood-red marks wrapped around Cheng Ying. The previously invisible sword body slowly emerged from the blood-red envelope.

Strangely, there was no phantom like the Summoning Card, and not even the colored glow that appears when a card is rated.

The entire room suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and the sword's cry did not reappear.

Lin Fan's brows furrowed as he tried to use his mental power to sense the card, but he couldn't detect any fluctuations.

It was as if what was placed on the card-making table was not a card at all, but an ordinary piece of white paper.

"What's going on? Normally, when a card fails, it should disappear, but this card doesn't. But if it succeeds, I can't feel any fluctuation from the card."

"Since it didn't succeed, it didn't fail either." A glint of light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes. "There's another possibility: the card-making process isn't over yet."

"But where does this final step go wrong?"

Lin Fan was also somewhat puzzled. According to the previous steps for making the Summoning Card, the card making process should have ended by now.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the card still didn't move, Lin Fan put the card away and prepared to go out and ask Da Niu.

Although he wasn't a card maker, he and Su Wanqing were both loyal users of weapon cards, so he might know something.

"click"

As soon as Lin Fan opened the door, he saw Da Niu sitting on the ground, his head propped up by his hand, snoring loudly from time to time.

Lin Fan was both amused and exasperated. What was this guy doing up there? Was he here to slack off and take a nap?

Lin Fan walked over to Da Niu's side and, seeing that he showed no sign of waking up, patted him on the shoulder.

As if by reflex, Da Niu used a counter-grappling technique to pin Lin Fan against the wall.

"Da Niu, it's me, let go, let go!" Lin Fan frantically pounded on the wall, shouting repeatedly.

"Ah, Mr. Lin!" Da Niu quickly let go of Lin Fan's hand, looking at him apologetically, but his mouth didn't stop, "Mr. Lin, you walk so quietly, I thought you were some kind of thief!"

Lin Fan was speechless. He never expected that Da Niu, who was sleeping so soundly, would wake up with just a tap.

Before Lin Fan could speak, Da Niu continued, "Mr. Lin, your health is too poor. If it were Miss Su, she wouldn't have given me a chance to make a move."

Lin Fan's face darkened; this meant he was inferior to Su Wanqing.

But after thinking about it for a while, it was indeed true. Su Wanqing could fight on equal terms with the Purple Domain level [Prison Suppressor] just by relying on her movement technique and weapon card, something Lin Fan really couldn't do.

"I'll have to trouble you to guide me when I have time!" Lin Fan joked.

"Okay, but not for a while. You can't go out!" Da Niu looked at Lin Fan with a serious expression.

Lin Fan didn't pay any attention to Da Niu's serious demeanor. He stretched his arms and took out the unfinished [Cheng Ying] from his pocket.

Da Niu also noticed the [Cheng Ying] in Lin Fan's hand and immediately came closer, his eyes filled with fervor.

"Mr. Lin, where did you get this weapon card?" His expression was somewhat unnatural, and his voice faltered as he spoke: "What level is this card? It feels almost like a blank card."

Seeing Da Niu's reaction, Lin Fan directly handed [Cheng Ying] to Da Niu.

"This is my first time crafting a weapon card. Could you take a look and see if there's anything wrong with it?"

"Mr. Lin, you think too highly of me. It's fine for you to let me try out weapons, but I know absolutely nothing about card making or anything like that."

Da Niu held the [Cheng Ying] card, looking at the design on it. "This weapon only has a hilt!"

"This is what the weapon is like!"

"That looks really weird!" Da Niu turned the [Cheng Ying] card over and over. "Mr. Lin, this card doesn't even have any functions, how am I supposed to use it!"

"Kanon!"

"Yeah, the card wasn't used much." Da Niu paused. "It's just like those summoning cards; you can't use them without spiritual power!"

Lin Fan's mind went blank for a moment, and he finally understood where the problem lay.

Indeed, previously, summoning cards were created by infusing mental energy into them.

What is missing from the weapon card manufacturing driver?

Card!

He missed the final step: injecting the card into it.