Minus Ninety Degrees

The Card Creator is a very ordinary profession. Simply put, the incumbent seals various kinds of abilities, illusions, images and so on in blank cards for convenience of use.
Lu Ming, who initially planned to lead an idle life, had a not-so-boring dream now — He hopes to seal the entire world in the cards.
One still needed to have dreams. What if you could realize them?

Divine Card Creator

Lu Ming swept his gaze over the group.

Some of them could not withstand Lightning Slash and died, while some seemed fine.

However, the young man with the long spear, the one that he was after, had suffered the most serious injuries and had his throat slashed…

He was well and alive, despite the fact that he was still spurting fresh blood.

He wiped his neck and the blood suddenly stopped. The slash wound healed in a short period of time!

The young man touched the remaining streak of blood on his neck.

"If you were stronger, I may really die."

He had a cruel smile on his face. "A four-star like you actually has such a hidden move. You hold more secrets than I imagined. It's a pity…"

Hell… what kind of ability was this?!

Are Sibling Relationships Nowadays Complicated To This Extent?