Opening the Heavens with Divine Sense: The Record of Mortal Patterns

In the shabbiest paper effigy shop in Qingtan Town, Chen Mo was painting a paper figure for the dead when he suddenly saw golden patterns flowing beneath its skin. It turned out that his eyes could see the spirit patterns in all things! While scions of noble families were still tearing their hair out over third-grade patterns, this streetwise paper effigy maker had already carved spiritual resonance into ordinary iron with his knife, enough to make even ninth-rank masters tremble. “A servant's son dares call himself a pattern master?” they sneered. But in the next instant, the fragment in Chen Mo's fingertips blazed with ten thousand rays of golden light. It turned out he was the last descendant of the Spirit Pattern Sect, hunted for a thousand years!

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