Qin Wentian stared at the excitement in Moon’s eyes and couldn’t help but smile. “Seems like you are pretty confident.”
Upon hearing his words, Moon’s brightened up countenance dimmed again. Her head sank lower as though she had worries in her heart. She then murmured, “Sadly, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to achieve a good result. After all, there’s a limit to the number of powerful divine inscriptions I know. Although I’ve always been trying hard to increase the standard of my inscriptions, the difference in strength between tiers of divine inscriptions at the same level is something that’s unable to be mitigated. Shen Jing and Rong Yan would definitely surpass me in this regard, they are both descendents of powerful weaponsmiths. Not only that, I don’t even have good materials to forge the divine weapons.”
“Can I take a look at the divine inscriptions you inscribe?” Qin Wentian inquired, causing Moon to smile as she looked at him.