The quill drew an arc in the air and landed in the ink pond. The water in the ink pond rippled gently, and ink-colored lotuses grew from it. In the blink of an eye, they turned into more than a dozen fist-sized ink beads. There was a faint light shining on the ink beads, exuding a cool aura. I don't know how to introduce it and I'm not very good at naming it. Let's take a look.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
