Chapter 706 Cultivating the Perpetual Cerulean Weaver's wisdom path to a lifeline, cultivation art
An ephemeral colorful light that was a mixture of multitudinous colors with green being the most prevalent appeared on his hands. That was the physical representation of his spiritual essence.
In a normal setting, it would have disappeared the second it appeared, but the chime bell fragment produced a gentle humming sound that created a force that helped the spiritual essence stay in place, and even give it a slightly solid feel to it.
The bell wasn't the only thing that seemed to aid in the endeavor as the Kirin scaled white wood from the pillars around the building released a bluish-white glow that seemed to soothe the split spiritual essence in place while the rest helped improve Yang Qing's concentration while constantly renewing and restoring his spirit, body, and mind.
Yang Qing realized clearly the Order had not chosen to use kirin-scaled wood just as a conduit for a gold-grade ward but also in part due to its properties that would aid in the comprehension of the art.
Yang Qing spent the next half an hour trying to erase everything within the sliver of spiritual essence and turn it into a blank slate. The process was laborious due to the delicate nature of the spiritual essence and the amount he had to get rid of before the spiritual essence was blank.
What he was doing was similar to rewinding time to when he was just born. Everything he had experienced in his life since, then; the highs the lows, the mundane moments, cultivation, his time at the Yang stronghold before they moved to the Order, and everything else that has happened since then up until this moment needed to be erased from that spiritual essence.
Halfway through the process, the spiritual essence dissipated, prompting Yang Qing to start over. Yang Qing felt like he was doing a complex and delicate surgery where one misstep even the slightest could result in a catastrophic outcome.
Yang Qing didn't immediately jump in to separate a sliver of spiritual essence. He paused briefly as he did calculations in his mind.
Following the instructions given, Yang Qing proceeded to imbue his chosen memory into the spiritual essence only for it to dissipate instantly upon contact with his crystalized memory.
"What happened?" Yang Qing said in shock as he stared wide- eyed at his now empty hand.
"What just happened?" he asked again in disbelief.
He made sure to be completely careful. Everything within him was tranquil and his movements measured, but the spiritual essence dissipated the instant the memory touched it.
Yang Qing unable to identify what went wrong, replayed the whole scenario in his mind with apt attention, analyzing every millisecond of his actions. After he was done, he went through the incantation, specifically focusing on the process of imbuing the memory into the spiritual essence.
He grew bewildered when he saw he had done as instructed. Unable to find out why it failed, he went through he studied the incantation again, this time from the beginning to see if there was anything he had overlooked.
A few minutes later there was a frown of confusion on his face, as he still didn't know what exactly he did wrong, at least with the earlier processes he could tell where he made the mistake in the erasure process and improve up on it in the next try, but on this one, he couldn't see it as it failed at the onset.
"I might as well try it again rather than aimlessly mulling it over.." Yang Qing said as he started the whole process over again by splitting a sliver of his spiritual essence and cleansing it.
Even with his earlier success, it still took considerable effort and time, for it to not end in failure. With a blank spiritual essence in his hand, Yang Qing followed the process of imbuement again, this time even more focused and careful, to ensure even if it did end up in failure, he would know why.
But just like before, it failed yet again the instant his memory made contact with the spiritual essence an just like before he still didn't know why.