Sword King Disciple

Elder Lin was unperturbed at first when she sat down on the chair in a demure manner. But when she saw the shocking expressions and gleaming eyes on the faces of those elders and Luqiu Mingyue who were all standing behind Yan Liqiang, she couldn't sit still all of a sudden as her heart was burning with restlessness. She felt the urge to look at the drawing, but she had already promised Yan Liqiang that she would sit down for a while. As an elder herself, she must at least be patient about it.

For nearly an hour or so, the entire grand hall was dead silent. The only sound that could be heard was the rustling sound by Yan Liqiang's carbon core across the paper...

Yan Liqiang was concentrating on his drawing while the band of leaders of the Divine Sword Sect standing behind him were exceptionally patient as they gazed at how Yan Liqiang used the carbon core to create the miracle before them.