After completing the trade, Feng Xue returned to the villa and set the briefcase she’d acquired from Old Li on the table.
As the case opened, rows of peculiar one-centiter square crystals appeared before Feng Xue’s eyes.
Reaching into the case, Feng Xue slightly restrained her desire to imdiately absorb one, quietly observing the small object that resembled a crystal dice.
"Despite being just a tower, it triggers far more appetite than those bricks, truly worthy of the na ’Pure.’"
Feng Xue toyed with the tiny dice which, in fact, had a crystal-like shell, rely a protective sealing to isolate it from external pollution. According to Old Li, as long as this shell remained intact, even if brought into the real world, it would stay unaltered for three years.
Extracting the Holy Mother, she carefully made a small hole in the translucent shell, Feng Xue’s spirit concentrated; she imdiately absorbed that shred of "Identity" into her body, but before she could consider how to imprint her "Spiritual Imprint" upon the "Identity," the three flas burning within her visibly expanded.
Under the scorching of the three flas, that strand of pure "Identity" quickly took on the scent of the Kaidan lexicon, no longer pure but mixed like the other "Identities" that constituted Feng Xue’s body.
"Is this the difficulty of the Inner Dyeing thod Old Li ntioned?" Feng Xue frowned, recalling Old Li’s words when he had handed over the case of "Identity"—
The thod of imprinting one’s mark on "Identity" varies from person to person, but ultimately, it falls into two approaches: internal and external dyeing.
Internal dyeing involves first absorbing the "Identity" into the body, then slowly imprinting; external dyeing involves imprinting outside the body, and then absorbing it.
Regardless of the thod, one inescapable issue is pollution.
Pure "Identity" theoretically "cannot" exist since "Identity" itself is a cognition containing leanings. However, from the process of the Fire Burning Technique, as long as it is continuously compressed and purified, it can still be extracted.
It’s like elents that do not exist naturally can be industrially synthesized in special environnts.
Similarly, such synthesized elents have a characteristic: once they leave the special environnt, they react quickly and beco compounds.
Pure "Identity" is the sa; once it leaves the protective shell, it inevitably interacts with "Identity" from outside, whether it’s Kaidan’s internal "Identity" or the free-roaming "Identity" from outside, all contaminating it and rendering it impure.
"What if I don’t break the shell?" Feng Xue admitted that the thought was sowhat naive, but rembering the volu of thousands of Kaidan she had seen before, she felt it might be feasible.
Picking up a new dice, she did not break the shell, but instead tried to perate it with her consciousness.
Facing a breakthrough of consciousness, the shell, seemingly thin as paper, was as formidable as a wall of copper and iron. Yet even copper and iron walls have gaps, and as Feng Xue gradually increased the force of her consciousness, finally, a tiny bit broke through.
"I’ve succeeded, but this efficiency..." Feng Xue felt the consciousness she had probed into the crystal, couldn’t help but frown slightly—most of her consciousness was spent widening the crystal, and the consciousness that infiltrated inside was less than one-thousandth of the total output.
With such efficiency, to completely imprint this tower of "Identity"...
In the instant Feng Xue was pondering, the channel she had painstakingly opened suddenly closed. rely a mont’s distraction and the thread of consciousness was severed, making Feng Xue even more frustrated.
"Not only is the efficiency low, but it also requires maintaining enough concentration. Although it’s not despairingly difficult, this kind of grinding requires a terrifying amount of patience."
Feng Xue squinted his eyes and restored his consciousness. With the experience from last ti, he quickly reestablished the connection. However, seeing the snail-like slow pace, he couldn’t help but increase the output force. But as more consciousness surged in, a barely detectable, crisp sound suddenly spread from the surface of the crystal, sounding unmistakably clear in Feng Xue’s ears.
Crack!
The Sealing Body that enveloped "Identity" shattered irreparably, and the "Identity" that had just stained a bit of its own color was instantly contaminated by the surroundings.
"This really is..." Feng Xue didn’t touch the remaining crystals anymore because he had truly realized what this self-ignition process required—
Sufficient patience, concentrated willpower, and the ability to maintain focus for an extended period.
Although Feng Xue had acquired the ability to scatter his consciousness and multitask through the peculiar realm of being "Both still and moving," which reduced the threshold, it was only a reduction after all.
So, Feng Xue decided not to proceed with the Spiritual Imprint work for the mont and stick to the original plan to build sothing major first, creating a completely new set of fantasy items for himself.
It must be said that Feng Xue’s execution was strong. Once he’d made up his mind, he no longer cared about those "Identities" but took out various Pseudo Artifacts he had bought from South District earlier in the day.
"As always, let’s start with a few test runs." Feng Xue pulled out a Great Sword. Though it was just for a test, considering that every test always yielded results before, he didn’t use any codic props. This Great Sword served as the base material for a test knife only because it did not have the "Weapon" na.
But in contrast, it possessed a relatively good "Power" na.
"Maybe I could craft a Power Blade..." Carrying this delusion, Feng Xue began to pick from his material library. Though it was just for a test, he didn’t choose any precious labels but picked several common yet universally useful elents like "Fear," "Sharp," and "Stealth."
"Old rules, one by one." Feng Xue muttered as he aid the reticle at the Great Sword, then injected 300 towers of "Identity."
As the "Identity" was infused, the shape of the Great Sword suddenly began to twist, causing Feng Xue to montarily startle. Did it bear results already?
"It can’t be a Black Ball, can it?" Watching the Great Sword round out, Feng Xue sarcastically doubted his own luck. The object, which already closely resembled a sphere, abruptly stopped transforming.
Then, in front of Feng Xue appeared a...
Stone stump?
"What’s going on?" Feng Xue stared at this object commonly found on the streets of the real world and montarily was at a loss for where to put his expression, always feeling like it might split the next mont and show him so stone stump .
However, looking at its completeness, it didn’t seem like that kind of object.
"Could it be used to block vehicles?" Holding that thought, Feng Xue aid the identification function at the stone stump and then...
Na: Fake Stone Stump
Elents: "Fake," "Tool," "Power," "Fear"
Description: A stone stump made of foam, possessing the power to deceive. Holding it in your arms will make even the most arrogant person speak peacefully with you.
Note: You can also throw it like a bowling ball. Trust , no one dares to block its path.
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