Chapter 458: Mistake
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Chapter 458: Mistake
With the failure bubbling beneath his skin, Sage ran his Qi through his meridians and tried to clear or affect the change. Unfortunately, the strange energy percolating within him seemed to be completely transparent to his Qi. Starting to grow worried, he began to try everything he could think of to bring it under control. He felt a reaction of some sort when he drew upon the Poison Laws, but it was only a slight response and then nothing else afterwards. Finally, he found a path when he tried to just insert his own Spirit Power into his body. Surprisingly, the mental energy was able to affect the weird force traveling through his body.
It was just too bad that it wasnt enough. It was like there was a river of energy flowing uncontrollably around his body, and his Spirit Power was a pile of sandbags. With careful effort he was able to channel and redirect the energy inside him, but hed run out of sandbags. The most he could do was hold it back from affecting the most important parts of his body. With the rampaging energy going wild inside him, he could feel his muscles twisting and shifting. The outside of his body looked like a piece of cloth in the wind, a sight which was somewhat disturbing.
It seems I need more Spirit Power.
With this new concern, he no longer cared about the distribution of rewards and immediately started to absorb the fifteen Psionic Crystals hed collected. From the bodies of the Flares hed found that in the teams of two, there would be one man with two crystals while the other had only one. Theyd been far weaker than the Fisher Punk, and it led him to believe that the number of crystals obtained was what determined the power level of the people on this world.
After a few hours, hed finished absorbing the crystals and the formations within the core of the Infinite Immaterial Seat had gotten deeper and more intricate. Also, entirely new formations had begun to take shape. The strength of his Spirit Power had also reached a new high and with some more careful effort he brought the strange transformative energy within his body more under control. The rippling of his skin had become far less severe than before, but it hadnt stopped.
He walked over to a polished bronze mirror and took a look at his face. The weird undulations werent as obvious as he was thinking they would be, but every few seconds there was a ripple, wave, or small wrinkle. Sometimes they flowed by and disappeared in a mere instant, such that a person might think they imagined it. Other times, it was like a worm crawling across his face, just under the surface. He shook his head. I definitely can not be seen in public like this. This might be what the Flares look like under their masks.
Next, he switched over to using his Qi and was pleased to find it mostly unaffected. It felt like he was pushing through an area of resistance, but his Qi wasnt drained away or harmed. It felt more like an area saturated in Qi, which if he tried to manipulate his own Qi in the area hed have to push aside what was already there. It was a little more strenuous than normal, but still feasible. The most annoying part was actually the loss of control. Like most cultivators, he would usually use a small portion of Spirit Power along with his Qi to help guide and control it. It was an automatic action, such that hed almost forgotten that he was doing it. Only now, in this Spirit Power free zone was he reminded. The loss of fine control was made worse by the fact that he hadnt spent much time learning Qi techniques. He mainly only knew supporting techniques and a full set of wood natured arts.
For a moment, he thought about growing a Sacred Banyan to collect the crystals for him, but he chose to try out a much simpler method first. A tar skinned humanoid appeared in front of him and the oily black skin glistened under the glow of the torch in his hand. The Spirit Torch was essentially just a Spirit Stone with a light array carved on it, so the torch looked quite unlike those of this world as well as his original world. Sage tossed the stone in his hand into the pile of crystals and was happy to see that it didnt seem to be affected by the strange energy field. The Blacksilver Pawn walked towards the crystals and reached down to pick one up without any issue.
While his tests hadnt been very thorough, hed at least confirmed a few hypotheses. While the Psionic Crystal Mine seemed to be the bane of Spirit Power, it seemed to only have a small effect upon Qi and Formation Arrays. Spirit Torches were some of the simplest formations there were. They were a simple light source and also very fragile. Since it hadnt been affected by the mine, then it was likely that other formations would also be effective inside that odd energy field.
Sage released the other eleven Blacksilver Pawns, each carrying a Storage Ring, and they quickly set about scooping up the Psionic Crystals like a pack of locusts. Unfortunately, the function of stuffing large objects into a storage item was a mix of Spirit Power, Qi, and physical strength, so they couldnt just collect huge piles of them at once. Instead, they were forced to carefully push them into the rings one at a time.
At that moment, without any other warning, Sage was knocked down to one knee. A very important connection inside him had suddenly been severed and the backlash caused him to cough up some blood. His hand went to his chest and he frowned. My Twin Soul has been destroyed.
Thats when he heard a loud voice echo down the tunnel, What? Just one little mouse in my trap? Come out here and meet your fate.
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Chapter 458: Mistake
With the failure bubbling beneath his skin, Sage ran his Qi through his meridians and tried to clear or affect the change. Unfortunately, the strange energy percolating within him seemed to be completely transparent to his Qi. Starting to grow worried, he began to try everything he could think of to bring it under control. He felt a reaction of some sort when he drew upon the Poison Laws, but it was only a slight response and then nothing else afterwards. Finally, he found a path when he tried to just insert his own Spirit Power into his body. Surprisingly, the mental energy was able to affect the weird force traveling through his body.
It was just too bad that it wasnt enough. It was like there was a river of energy flowing uncontrollably around his body, and his Spirit Power was a pile of sandbags. With careful effort he was able to channel and redirect the energy inside him, but hed run out of sandbags. The most he could do was hold it back from affecting the most important parts of his body. With the rampaging energy going wild inside him, he could feel his muscles twisting and shifting. The outside of his body looked like a piece of cloth in the wind, a sight which was somewhat disturbing.
It seems I need more Spirit Power.
With this new concern, he no longer cared about the distribution of rewards and immediately started to absorb the fifteen Psionic Crystals hed collected. From the bodies of the Flares hed found that in the teams of two, there would be one man with two crystals while the other had only one. Theyd been far weaker than the Fisher Punk, and it led him to believe that the number of crystals obtained was what determined the power level of the people on this world.
After a few hours, hed finished absorbing the crystals and the formations within the core of the Infinite Immaterial Seat had gotten deeper and more intricate. Also, entirely new formations had begun to take shape. The strength of his Spirit Power had also reached a new high and with some more careful effort he brought the strange transformative energy within his body more under control. The rippling of his skin had become far less severe than before, but it hadnt stopped.
He walked over to a polished bronze mirror and took a look at his face. The weird undulations werent as obvious as he was thinking they would be, but every few seconds there was a ripple, wave, or small wrinkle. Sometimes they flowed by and disappeared in a mere instant, such that a person might think they imagined it. Other times, it was like a worm crawling across his face, just under the surface. He shook his head. I definitely can not be seen in public like this. This might be what the Flares look like under their masks.
Next, he switched over to using his Qi and was pleased to find it mostly unaffected. It felt like he was pushing through an area of resistance, but his Qi wasnt drained away or harmed. It felt more like an area saturated in Qi, which if he tried to manipulate his own Qi in the area hed have to push aside what was already there. It was a little more strenuous than normal, but still feasible. The most annoying part was actually the loss of control. Like most cultivators, he would usually use a small portion of Spirit Power along with his Qi to help guide and control it. It was an automatic action, such that hed almost forgotten that he was doing it. Only now, in this Spirit Power free zone was he reminded. The loss of fine control was made worse by the fact that he hadnt spent much time learning Qi techniques. He mainly only knew supporting techniques and a full set of wood natured arts.
For a moment, he thought about growing a Sacred Banyan to collect the crystals for him, but he chose to try out a much simpler method first. A tar skinned humanoid appeared in front of him and the oily black skin glistened under the glow of the torch in his hand. The Spirit Torch was essentially just a Spirit Stone with a light array carved on it, so the torch looked quite unlike those of this world as well as his original world. Sage tossed the stone in his hand into the pile of crystals and was happy to see that it didnt seem to be affected by the strange energy field. The Blacksilver Pawn walked towards the crystals and reached down to pick one up without any issue.
While his tests hadnt been very thorough, hed at least confirmed a few hypotheses. While the Psionic Crystal Mine seemed to be the bane of Spirit Power, it seemed to only have a small effect upon Qi and Formation Arrays. Spirit Torches were some of the simplest formations there were. They were a simple light source and also very fragile. Since it hadnt been affected by the mine, then it was likely that other formations would also be effective inside that odd energy field.
Sage released the other eleven Blacksilver Pawns, each carrying a Storage Ring, and they quickly set about scooping up the Psionic Crystals like a pack of locusts. Unfortunately, the function of stuffing large objects into a storage item was a mix of Spirit Power, Qi, and physical strength, so they couldnt just collect huge piles of them at once. Instead, they were forced to carefully push them into the rings one at a time.
At that moment, without any other warning, Sage was knocked down to one knee. A very important connection inside him had suddenly been severed and the backlash caused him to cough up some blood. His hand went to his chest and he frowned. My Twin Soul has been destroyed.
Thats when he heard a loud voice echo down the tunnel, What? Just one little mouse in my trap? Come out here and meet your fate.
Chapter 458: MistakeWith the failure bubbling beneath his skin, Sage ran his Qi through his meridians and tried to clear or affect the change. Unfortunately, the strange energy percolating within him seemed to be completely transparent to his Qi. Starting to grow worried, he began to try everything he could think of to bring it under control. He felt a reaction of some sort when he drew upon the Poison Laws, but it was only a slight response and then nothing else afterwards. Finally, he found a path when he tried to just insert his own Spirit Power into his body. Surprisingly, the mental energy was able to affect the weird force traveling through his body. It was just too bad that it wasnt enough. It was like there was a river of energy flowing uncontrollably around his body, and his Spirit Power was a pile of sandbags. With careful effort he was able to channel and redirect the energy inside him, but hed run out of sandbags. The most he could do was hold it back from affecting the most important parts of his body. With the rampaging energy going wild inside him, he could feel his muscles twisting and shifting. The outside of his body looked like a piece of cloth in the wind, a sight which was somewhat disturbing. It seems I need more Spirit Power.With this new concern, he no longer cared about the distribution of rewards and immediately started to absorb the fifteen Psionic Crystals hed collected. From the bodies of the Flares hed found that in the teams of two, there would be one man with two crystals while the other had only one. Theyd been far weaker than the Fisher Punk, and it led him to believe that the number of crystals obtained was what determined the power level of the people on this world. After a few hours, hed finished absorbing the crystals and the formations within the core of the Infinite Immaterial Seat had gotten deeper and more intricate. Also, entirely new formations had begun to take shape. The strength of his Spirit Power had also reached a new high and with some more careful effort he brought the strange transformative energy within his body more under control. The rippling of his skin had become far less severe than before, but it hadnt stopped. He walked over to a polished bronze mirror and took a look at his face. The weird undulations werent as obvious as he was thinking they would be, but every few seconds there was a ripple, wave, or small wrinkle. Sometimes they flowed by and disappeared in a mere instant, such that a person might think they imagined it. Other times, it was like a worm crawling across his face, just under the surface. He shook his head. I definitely can not be seen in public like this. This might be what the Flares look like under their masks.Next, he switched over to using his Qi and was pleased to find it mostly unaffected. It felt like he was pushing through an area of resistance, but his Qi wasnt drained away or harmed. It felt more like an area saturated in Qi, which if he tried to manipulate his own Qi in the area hed have to push aside what was already there. It was a little more strenuous than normal, but still feasible. The most annoying part was actually the loss of control. Like most cultivators, he would usually use a small portion of Spirit Power along with his Qi to help guide and control it. It was an automatic action, such that hed almost forgotten that he was doing it. Only now, in this Spirit Power free zone was he reminded. The loss of fine control was made worse by the fact that he hadnt spent much time learning Qi techniques. He mainly only knew supporting techniques and a full set of wood natured arts. For a moment, he thought about growing a Sacred Banyan to collect the crystals for him, but he chose to try out a much simpler method first. A tar skinned humanoid appeared in front of him and the oily black skin glistened under the glow of the torch in his hand. The Spirit Torch was essentially just a Spirit Stone with a light array carved on it, so the torch looked quite unlike those of this world as well as his original world. Sage tossed the stone in his hand into the pile of crystals and was happy to see that it didnt seem to be affected by the strange energy field. The Blacksilver Pawn walked towards the crystals and reached down to pick one up without any issue. While his tests hadnt been very thorough, hed at least confirmed a few hypotheses. While the Psionic Crystal Mine seemed to be the bane of Spirit Power, it seemed to only have a small effect upon Qi and Formation Arrays. Spirit Torches were some of the simplest formations there were. They were a simple light source and also very fragile. Since it hadnt been affected by the mine, then it was likely that other formations would also be effective inside that odd energy field. Sage released the other eleven Blacksilver Pawns, each carrying a Storage Ring, and they quickly set about scooping up the Psionic Crystals like a pack of locusts. Unfortunately, the function of stuffing large objects into a storage item was a mix of Spirit Power, Qi, and physical strength, so they couldnt just collect huge piles of them at once. Instead, they were forced to carefully push them into the rings one at a time. At that moment, without any other warning, Sage was knocked down to one knee. A very important connection inside him had suddenly been severed and the backlash caused him to cough up some blood. His hand went to his chest and he frowned. My Twin Soul has been destroyed.Thats when he heard a loud voice echo down the tunnel, What? Just one little mouse in my trap? Come out here and meet your fate.
