章節 97: It depends on you
After saying this, Huo Wu instantly completed her martial spirit possession. Her martial spirit was her own shadow, a shadow with fire attributes, referred to as the Fire Shadow!
According to the theory Zhongli mentioned earlier, a true body martial spirit should be a part of one's body or even the body itself.
However, a shadow clearly does not meet that requirement.
But still, a shadow is indeed a part of one's self...
Hearing this, the old man hesitated, wanting to speak but ultimately remained silent, quieting down.
Zhongli frowned, crossing his left arm while his right hand touched his chin as he fell into deep thought.
He knew a little about Huo Wu's situation, but whether her shadow could be considered a true body martial spirit really needed careful consideration.
"By common reasoning, a shadow shouldn't count as a true body martial spirit, yet it is undeniably part of the body."
"Miss Huo Wu, may I ask you a question?"
Seeing that Zhongli was paying attention to her and even addressed her as "Miss," Huo Wu was overjoyed. She quickly nodded.
"This question isn't difficult; it's about yourself."
Huo Wu's beautiful eyes filled with confusion—about herself?
"You want to know whether your martial spirit is indeed a true body martial spirit and whether you can pursue a second martial spirit awakening, correct?"
"Yes!"
Huo Wu answered without hesitation. She had thought about this issue before, especially after Zhongli mentioned that true body martial spirits could undergo a second awakening.
Is a shadow considered a true body martial spirit or not?
After getting a clear answer, Zhongli nodded and said, "Miss Huo Wu, a second awakening of a true body martial spirit is difficult—very difficult!"
These words were not meant to deceive Huo Wu.
Even in later generations, after systematic methods for second awakenings had been developed, it remained extremely challenging.
The survival rate was incredibly low—extremely low.
Those who survived naturally became incredibly powerful, yet many were somewhat mad...
The pain they endured shaped their personalities, and only a few were unaffected by it.
"Lord Martial God, no matter how difficult it is, if there's a chance, I'm willing to try."
"It could be fatal."
"..."
"Martial God, please, stop. Huo Wu's martial spirit cannot possibly be a true body martial spirit!"
The old man panicked—this was his granddaughter, after all!
Huo Wu was exceptionally talented, even more so than his grandson Huo Wushuang. If she were to undergo that second awakening and something happened to her... he would have nowhere to cry.
Moreover, Huo Wu was different from those soul masters with true body martial spirits. Her combat power wasn't weak at all. Even if she continued to develop steadily, she could still become a powerful figure.
There was no need to take such a risk!
Huo Wu was momentarily stunned. At just over twenty years old, hearing the word "death" made her shudder slightly.
Even though she could face death at the moment of life and death, now was not the right time.
"I..."
For a moment, Huo Wu hesitated.
On the stage, Chi Yu, upon hearing this, bit her lip, clenched her fists, and whispered, "Master, I will definitely achieve a second martial spirit awakening!"
"Only then can I live up to your training and those two... no, one immortal herb!"
Chi Yu's voice was not loud, only Zhongli could hear it, while the others were still focused on Huo Wu.
Zhongli looked at Chi Yu with gentle eyes and shook his head. He had saved Chi Yu without any ulterior motives.
Training powerful individuals? That wasn't his intention.
He just hoped that the people around him would have the strength to protect themselves.
He didn't want to see the same tragic events repeat themselves.
Thinking of those from his past, Zhongli felt a bit melancholic. To put it bluntly, he was feeling somewhat emo...
The atmosphere suddenly turned sorrowful, especially with the expression on Zhongli's face.
Most of those present were old foxes, and it wasn't hard for them to see that Zhongli was reminiscing about old friends.
Adding to what he said earlier... they might die!
This thought made their scalps tingle. Perhaps Zhongli's old friends perished during their second awakening...
Zhongli's immense strength wasn't without reason!
The old man beside Huo Wu panicked even more at this thought!
"Huo Wu, promise your grandfather, don't attempt it, you must not try!"
"You're a genius, you've reached the thirty-eighth rank at such a young age. In just a year or two, you'll break through to the Soul Ancestor rank..."
"And besides, even if your shadow martial spirit is a true body martial spirit, it's different from other true body martial spirits; it has strong combat power..."
Huo Wu's grandfather spoke earnestly, clearly very anxious. She was his only granddaughter, after all. Of course, he also had a "disappointing" grandson.
"Alright, Grandpa, I understand."
In the end, Huo Wu nodded. She wasn't afraid of death, but seeing her grandfather so worried, her resolve began to waver.
Besides, she was still young, in the prime of her life.
"Everyone, there's no need to be so melancholy."
Everyone else: Aren't you the most melancholic one?
"The secret of the true body is actually about breaking the limits of the human body, constantly hovering between life and death, racing against the Grim Reaper, and..."
The more he spoke, the scarier it got!
"The body is the foundation of strength, so if you have the time, it's good to strengthen it."
"The match from before hasn't ended yet, so I won't occupy the stage any longer."
With that, Zhongli took the teacup from Chi Yu's hand and, together with Paimon, stepped off the stage and returned to his seat.
Tang San: "..."
Still going to fight?
How are we supposed to fight now?
A Soul King with two purple and three black rings...
And then he looked at himself. If he added up all his spirit rings, they might not even reach the age of Chi Yu's first ring!
This is just unfair!
"Xue Qinghe" quietly walked over to Zhongli's side and sat down next to him. The two exchanged a glance, nodded, but didn't speak.
No one was surprised by this; it was no secret that Zhongli was a guest of the Crown Prince's Palace.
On the stage, Chi Yu somehow produced a handkerchief once again, wiped her mouth and hands, then carefully put it away.
This thing shouldn't be casually destroyed. According to Teacher Bai, these handkerchiefs cost about a gold soul coin each.
Quite expensive.
Earlier, Chi Yu only did that to "suppress" Dai Mubai…
"Tang San, please."
Tang San: "..."
He really wanted to say there was no need to fight, but his pride wouldn't allow it.
"Esteemed elders, I have a question: can we use our weapons in this match?"
Suddenly, a thought seemed to cross Tang San's mind, and his eyes lit up as he addressed the elders, including Meng Shenji.
Upon hearing this, not only Meng Shenji and the others were stunned, but so was the audience.
Isn't this supposed to be a sparring match to showcase martial spirits and soul skills?
Why would Tang San think of using weapons?
Can weapons be stronger than one's martial spirit?
Wait a minute, Tang San's martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass, a standard trash martial spirit. Using weapons actually seems pretty reasonable!
Even a mediocre weapon would be stronger than his Blue Silver Grass, right?
Meng Shenji and the other two exchanged glances. Though puzzled, they nodded.
"You may."
Hearing this, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could use weapons, it was fine.
He was at his best when using hidden weapons!
"???"
Tang San glanced at Chi Yu in confusion. When did this cat girl draw a sword?
This sword was amber-colored. No one present believed it had nothing to do with Zhongli.
"This sword has no name; it was a gift from my master..."
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