The martial art of Yi Qi Hua San Qing, or "One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones," yielded only the upper half of its incomplete scripture.
Presumably, Zheng Enlai had cultivated using this fragmented upper portion, manifesting three clones.
It seemed cultivating this technique would not be too difficult.
Indeed, after meticulous study, Chu Tian discovered that it was not only not difficult but remarkably simple.
However, not everyone could successfully cultivate it.
One of the steps involved splitting one's divine soul into two, essentially tearing apart one's spiritual consciousness.
The pain from such an act was beyond ordinary endurance.
Looking at the fellow outside, who cried out in agony from mere needle pricks, one could only imagine the torment of a soul being torn asunder.
Moreover, Chu Tian's divine soul had been injured before.
He would never forget the feeling of unbearable pain.
Now, this scripture proposed cleaving the divine soul in half with a single stroke, an act akin to suicide.
The process of tearing apart the divine soul was, in essence, about creating clones with their own independent personalities and consciousness.
Only such clones could be considered the true clones as described in "Yi Qi Hua San Qing."
The scripture even boasted that all other cloning techniques were mere illusions.
Furthermore, the bodies separated by "Yi Qi Hua San Qing" could cultivate independently.
When they merged with the main body, the cultivated power would also be integrated.
Chu Tian had witnessed this firsthand with Zheng Enlai.
Of course, the main body required a powerful physical form.
Otherwise, merging the two could potentially cause the main body to explode.
This was precisely why Zheng Enlai dared not merge with his final clone.
His martial arts obsessed clone was exceptionally powerful.
For Zheng Enlai to dare recall it would be tantamount to suicide.
For Chu Tian to now manifest his first clone was simple enough.
The fellow outside shared his origin.
By recalling him and using his consciousness to form a clone, Chu Tian could avoid the agony of soul splitting.
As for cultivating other identities, Chu Tian had not even considered it yet.
As time passed, Chu Tian's consciousness, immersed in the incomplete scripture of "Yi Qi Hua San Qing," gradually returned.
The moment he opened his eyes, an invisible ripple pulsed through him, vanishing as quickly as it appeared.
Chu Tian was utterly shocked. This seemingly simple incomplete scripture of "Yi Qi Hua San Qing" had allowed him to glimpse the very laws of life.
However, as it was an incomplete scripture, he had only seen a tiny fraction.
If he could obtain the other part someday, Chu Tian was certain he would be able to comprehend the true essence of life creation.
With this thought, he became even more cautious about the "Yi Qi Hua San Qing" technique.
This was no mere cloning art; it was the creation of life.
"Boss, you're awake?"
While Chu Tian was lost in thought, Xiao Hei's voice suddenly called out.
Xiao Hei had, in fact, woken up before him.
"How long have you been awake?"
"Quite a while. I don't know exactly how long. You should check on that fellow!"
Xiao Hei gestured towards a corner by the wall.
A series of "ch ch ch" sounds were still emanating from that spot.
Chu Tian looked over and saw that a fragment of his divine soul was still condensing soul needles, continuously striking a seven-colored shield of light.
He quickly sent a mental command, recalling the divine soul’s directive.
The river of soul needles instantly vanished without a trace.
Xiao Hei also waved his hand, and the seven-colored shield of light disappeared.
In the corner, a person appeared, hugging their knees, with disheveled hair.
The fellow's gaze was unfocused, his head bowed, lost in his own thoughts.
"Damn, has he been driven mad?"
A thought flashed through Chu Tian's mind. He didn't know how long he had spent comprehending the "Yi Qi Hua San Qing" technique.
Xiao Hei had already said he'd been awake for a long time.
During that period, the fellow had been tormented by soul needles.
It was likely that when Xiao Hei woke up and saw he couldn't take it anymore, he had intervened and created a protective barrier.
"Hey..."
Chu Tian walked over and kicked the fellow.
The fellow's body trembled, and he slowly raised his head.
When he saw Chu Tian standing before him, he suddenly…
"Ah… no… don't…"
He sat on the ground, trying to press himself against the back wall as hard as possible.
It was as if he could burrow into a crack in the wall.
"What are you shouting for? Shut up… I'm asking you, are you convinced?"
As Chu Tian spoke, he kicked him again, though not with much force.
However, this simple action made the other party flinch, and he immediately stopped making noise.
He nodded repeatedly.
"Are you a pug? Speak to me… I'm asking you, are you convinced?"
"I'm convinced, I'm convinced! Don't stab me with needles anymore. You're the boss, I'll listen to whatever you say!"
Seeing Chu Tian's fierce expression, the fellow almost started crying.
However, it was unknown if his spiritual body could secrete tears.
"It's good that you're convinced. Follow me from now on, I'll take you out. If I have meat to eat, you'll have soup to drink… Do you hear me?"
Chu Tian suppressed a smile, maintaining his stern demeanor.
Xiao Hei, standing nearby, clearly understood what was happening.
Seeing Chu Tian's serious expression, he dared not laugh.
He turned his face away, as if he were about to suffer internal injuries.
"Mm, mm, mm… I hear you!"
The fellow acted like a good boy.
"It's good that you're obedient. Now, merge with me. I'll use 'Yi Qi Hua San Qing' to reshape a new body for you, a true physical body."
Chu Tian grabbed the fellow's collar and pulled him over.
The latter passively allowed himself to be dragged, offering no resistance.
…
"I'm starving. Will these two never return?"
At the peak of the South Pole, in the heart of the forbidden zone, a large black dog lay beside an ancient well, grumbling as it rolled over.
Its stomach rumbled.
"I should have gone down with them. Without that brat, I can't even return to the Demon Realm!"
The Hell Demonic Dog got to its feet and glanced at the dark well opening.
It felt a pang of regret.
The body it had brought here was not its main form but a body condensed by the world's order when it arrived.
It wouldn't be afraid of death, as long as it was near Chu Tian, it could return to its main body in the Demon Realm through the mark left on Chu Tian's shoulder.
However, now that Chu Tian was not around, it couldn't go back.
Yet, for some reason, it felt a strong sense of unease emanating from the ancient well, making it reluctant to jump in with Chu Tian and the other.
It stared for a long time but could see nothing.
Turning around, it considered whether it should leave this place first and visit human society for a meal.
Just then…
Whoosh…
A figure shot out from the well opening.
The Hell Demonic Dog's spirit immediately perked up, its ears pricked.
Its gaze followed, and just as it was about to speak, its eyes narrowed.
"Who are you… you look exactly like that brat?"
The other figure also noticed it.
Staring at the Hell Demonic Dog with curiosity, it spoke.
"Huh? What kind of creature are you?"