Ning Zhuo immediately took over, pouring a large amount of divine sense into the array plate, activating the talisman imprint array within.
In an instant, the light and shadows of ten thousand talismans fell into the blood jade marrow.
The jade marrow disintegrated, transforming into blue-purple paper money.
Ning Zhuo repeated the process, imprinting continuously for ten times, producing a hundred thousand pieces of blue-purple money.
A small pile of jade marrow remained.
"This time, let me do it," Qing Chi said, unwilling to concede.
Ning Zhuo let go, allowing her to exert her strength.
Though difficult, Qing Chi ultimately managed to produce more than three thousand blue-purple coins.
"It's so tough, refining a military spirit is extremely difficult," Qing Chi said, her confidence severely shaken.
"I've exhausted my strength, and I can't even manage to imprint once."
"Jiao Ma, why is your divine sense so strong?"
