The cogs in Aksai's head started spinning.
The Consciousness Creation Technique could turn ordinary items into extraordinary tools.
Weapons that could think, shields that could strategize defenses, even everyday objects that could perform complex tasks autonomously. The potential was limitless.
"This thing is not part of the Heretic Talismanic Dao. I think this was Mao's lucky encounter. I don't think much time has passed since he obtained this technique.
Otherwise, he would have become even more formidable. Plus, there would have been more stories about him and his strange talismans," Aksai murmured to himself, a smile forming on his lips.
"The old demon found something truly groundbreaking for me. He must have explored some ruins. Or did he have contact with someone from the Shinayin Empire that lies past Duya Forest? In any case, he was magnanimous enough to give it to me on his deathbed. I should offer prayers to his restless soul."
All we can do is our best. And sometimes the best that we can do... is to start over.