章 431: Soul Form - 431
When the boy finally returned to the village, he was promptly fired. The boy didn't care that much due to the day's events and returned to his house.
He blankly looked at the floor while his parents scolded him, and soon entered his small room.
He did not say a word of the cave in fear of the body inside, as well as the spirit stone mine. It was unknown what such a calamity would bring, and the boy had no intention of ever finding out.
He fell asleep while looking at the wooden ring that had appeared on his finger. He had tried earlier, but he couldn't take it off no matter how hard he tried.
The next morning, the boy left the house on a "Job Search". In reality, he had simply given the excuse to his parents in order to leave.
His curiosity had gotten hold of him. He wanted to enter the cave again. He had been struck with fear at first, but he soon realized that this was the opportunity he had always dreamed of. A possible spirit stone mine, as well as the body of a cultivator.
Perhaps he could even find the universal cultivation manual on his body. It was said that, long ago, there had been only one cultivation technique that all humans used.
It was said that all truly powerful cultivators practiced it.
After a short travel, the boy once again crawled through the entrance of the cave.
He looked around, still astonished by the crystals embedded in the walls. Although he did not have any actual proof that they were spirit stones, he automatically assumed it so.
The boy walked up to one of the crystals and attempted to grab it. As he felt it in his hand, it suddenly disappeared. The boy looked at his empty hand stunned. There was also an empty hole in the wall where the spirit stone had been stuck.
It was the only physical evidence that proved he was not hallucinating. The boy grabbed another crystal and the same thing happened again. This time, he was sure that he was not crazy.
The boy walked up to another crystal and touched it with the tip of his finger. Nothing happened. He added another tip and another, but even when all five of his fingertips were on the crystal it did not disappear.
The boy's gaze drifted to the ring on his ring finger. He clenched his hand into a fist and touched the crystal with the ring. The crystal disappeared again.
He looked at the ring, then the walls, then back at his ring.
"It must be spirit stones! And this ring must be some sort of cultivation treasure!" He said to himself. "Perhaps it needs to absorb spirit stones in order to activate!"
With this thought, the boy walked around the cave, touching every single spirit stone with the ring, watching it disappear every time.
The boy continued for multiple hours, consuming thousands of spirit stones, more than enough to buy his entire village a thousand fold, but nothing changed.
Instead of being discouraged, the boy got even more excited.
"To use up so many spirit stones, this may be a high-level cultivation treasure." He said excitedly.
He continued on, but as night fell, the ring had still not done anything. There were still many spirit stones left, and the boy returned to the village. He could not just disappear, and he was also getting tired. He was still a mortal after all.
His parents did not ask any questions or say anything all night, and he returned to the cave the next day.
He continued to feed the wooden ring spirit stones, until after what felt like the millionth, the ring seemed to shake.
The boy stopped moving and stared at the ring in excitement. Suddenly, the air around him began to swirl as if a tornado was forming. A green river seemed to appear from nowhere, and the silhouette of a human began to form from thin air.
As the wind stopped moving, a floating, see-through body appeared next to the boy. It was a small body, the size of a doll, but an air of power surrounded it.
The boy stared in excitement as the small human figure sat on his shoulder and took in a deep breath.
"It's about time. I feel like it's been forever since I could think clearly."
The human figure looked around. "My situation isn't quite good. In fact, I'm lucky to be alive."
"Hello? Sir?" The boy said.
Zhou Fan turned his head and looked at the boy. "Hello. My name is Zhou Fan. I seem to be in quite the situation."
The boy scratched his head. "Yes, it appears so. You look familiar."
Suddenly, the boy's eyes lit up. "Of course. You are the body in the cave."
The boy began to walk while looking at Zhou Fan.
"Yes. It seems that I am in soul form, forced out of my body due to weakness and as a method of self preservation" Zhou Fan mumbled.
Zhou Fan looked around his tiny body as the boy moved forward. Although his soul form was currently tiny, he had needed to condense his soul in order to sustain its existence.
His injuries sustained in the battle could not be explained with words. When he said that he had nearly died, he meant that even a fly could have killed him by simply landing on him.
The river of cultivation was still moving around him, though it was also weak and small.
Luckily, no matter how weak or small it was, it was still able to keep cultivation going smoothly. All of the rules and changes Zhou Fan had made were still firmly in place.
The river of cultivation did not consume energy simply by existing and functioning.
Zhou Fan had a lot to think about, especially with the creation of his own power, cultivation. It was different from the idea of cultivation, but an actual energy similar to Qi, though, in his opinion, far superior.
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