It’s unreasonable to say ’manipulate’, but Zhang Ze’s technique is indeed like molding clay figurines, making one’s imagination run wild.
Zhang Ze had no choice; this was his first ti doing it. The thod he used was derived from the Human Emperor’s primal thod and combined with the Innate Tao Pill. Whether it was effective or not, he did not know.
After all, healing is always harder than destruction.
Moreover, this thod has limitations. It’s not suitable for everyone and requires a fortunate circumstance.
This soul is truly too small, unable to take the form of an adult, and Zhang Ze didn’t know what Qiu Jidan looked like as a child, so he could only mold it according to his own preferences.
When it ca to shaping the lower body, Zhang Ze paused for a mont.
After thinking about it, he still molded a small elephant for Hero Chou. He was unsure whether it would be useful for Soul Cultivation, but it was necessary nonetheless.
Once it was reshaped into a human form, the small soul did not awaken.
[Not working? I said don’t mold that, and besides, you molded it asymtrically, you must have disrupted the balance.]
"Stop teasing, let think again." Zhang Ze pushed aside the Profound Identification, telling it not to cause trouble.
After thinking for a mont, Zhang Ze beckoned Li Yu, "Loan sothing."
"Loan what?" Li Yu didn’t understand.
"Your soul." Zhang Ze pointed at Li Yu’s body, "Not for free, it can be a loan repaynt."
Upon hearing this, Li Yu quickly moved as if selling himself to repay the debt. He rubbed his arm and handed over a separated piece of his soul to Zhang Ze.
Just like when he completed the half Star Disc previously.
Zhang Ze carefully took the piece of soul and then transferred it into Qiu Jidan’s soul, using the power of the Innate Tao Pill to fuse them.
There was a slight obstruction during the fusion process, but it did not last long. Soon after, the child-like soul opened its eyes.
"Qiu Jidan?" Zhang Ze asked.
But the child shook its head, "He is dead."
Before Zhang Ze could continue questioning, the child continued, "He said he wasn’t worthy and shouldn’t live."
This small soul was too weak, only saying these two sentences before its color began to fade.
After resting for a long ti, it spoke again, "Before he left, he asked to tell you that the book was in code, and the code is those books in his study."
"Match them one by one, and you can decode it."
"Also, please hand over that letter to Mr. Qing Yuan on his behalf."
After speaking, the child seed to be on the verge of soul dispersal.
Li Yu hurried forward to protect the child.
Zhang Ze did not know who the child was supposed to be, whether the newly born Qiu Jidan or an independent soul.
I don’t understand.
So Soul Cultivation is all asexual reproduction?
Zhang Ze suddenly thought of Nightmare Monarch, like the Mare, whose existence seed similar to Soul Cultivation, apparently asexual reproduction, only needing to borrow so Yang Qi for assistance.
Before his thoughts could veer too far, Zhang Ze stopped the ntal decline. He asked Li Yu to look after the child first, then left the Profound Identification to seek his master.
Soon, Qiu Jidan’s residence over at Sword Hall was put under supervision, and Zhang Ze handed over the notebook and all the books from his room to the responsible Sword Sect Elder.
Afterward, he took a half-day leave from his mother-in-law and then went with Brother Feng to the tomb of Mr. Qing Yuan.
The cultivators of the Sword Sect don’t have those mundane rituals; if there’s a corpse upon death, it is directly buried, accompanied at most by their own sword sheath.
Zhang Ze and Lin Feng stood in front of Mr. Qing Yuan’s tomb and lit the unopened letter from Qiu Jidan.
So things don’t need to be seen.
"Why don’t you use your thod to bring Mr. Qing Yuan back?" Brother Feng suddenly asked.
"Give it a rest, you’re overestimating , that sort of thing I can’t accomplish."
Once the letter was burned to ashes, Zhang Ze poured a jug of wine in front of the tomb, "The deceased are gone, let bygones be bygones."
After standing for a while longer, Zhang Ze found a nearby spot and placed a small urn there.
Hero Chou needed a place to stay.
"Let’s go." With everything done, Zhang Ze called to Lin Feng.
After delivering the letter, the two slowly descended the mountain, and midway down, Zhang Ze suddenly asked a question, "Brother Feng, do you think humans are inherently evil or inherently good?"
Lin Feng thought for a mont and then shook his head, "I don’t know. What does Senior Brother think?"
"I think it’s not important. Good or evil, it is what it is, and can’t be changed. What’s important is the environnt and education afterward. I believe people can change."
"Brother Feng, have you heard of the story of Mother ng moving three tis?"
After saying this, Zhang Ze regretted it; he rembered it seed there wasn’t such a historical reference here. But unexpectedly, Brother Feng said he had heard of it.
"Isn’t it the story of Senior ng Qiushan moving three mountain peaks to let his child practice diligently without outside disturbances, right?"
Zhang Ze, "?."
Such a quirky story was unimportant, so Zhang Ze didn’t dwell on it.
"It’s just today’s events made think suddenly. I’m wondering if Hero Chou wasn’t born in the Hundred Demons Sect, wouldn’t there have been so much trouble."
"Had he beco a student of Mr. Qing Yuan earlier, wouldn’t we be excused from pouring wine and delivering the letter to Mr. Qing Yuan just now?"
"Indeed." Brother Feng replied.
People can change, Brother Feng himself is an example.
Thanks to Zhang Ze, he walked a different path.
But such change had nothing to do with rigid doctrines; it was only the influence of the environnt and those around, Brother Feng remained Brother Feng.
He sought his own change.
After walking for a while, Zhang Ze casually asked, "By the way, Brother Feng, what’s up with your Black Sword? Didn’t you say before you wanted to throw it away and start over?"
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