As the day passed, Lin Ming tore down another calendar page. Lin Ming had been practicing inscription every day. Every sort of symbol and line and rune had been practiced god knows how many times, and each was thoroughly imprinted in his heart.
Using soul force day and night was very tiring to his spirit and mind, so his eyes were always red with exhaustion. His true essence had long been wrung dry. He was constantly like a lamp without any oil. But he had gained some benefits. Lin Ming discovered that besides the progress in his inscription technique, his perception had become increasingly sensitive.
Now he still deboning in the Great Clarity Pavilion, but even if it were a second-level vicious beast, Lin Ming could easily perceive the entire structure of the beast, and avoid the bones, and let his knife would smoothly follow through the solid flesh of a second level vicious beast. Lin Ming needed only an incense worth of time to completely finish!
At such a monstrous speed, the Great Clarity Pavilions staffs were astonished at first and didn’t believe, but after seeing they became numb to disbelief. Now in the Great Clarity Pavilion, Lin Ming had a much higher status. His work hours were optional and even rush hour was optional! His wages were no less than those of master chefs!
With such treatment, any employee would be satisfied. And although Lin Ming was privileged, he still kept deboning two hours per day. It was also a form of practice to him; deboning was a good way to take advantage of the soul force utilization.