Chapter 394
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Chapter 394: The Free First Clone
In Upper Zun Fairy City, at Volcano Fairy Town.
The first clone looked at the small spiritual boat that had been crafted and said, “Master, wait for me. I can’t die without seeing the ending of The Black Absolute Saving Mother.”
During this period when the first clone felt he had completely gained his freedom, he instead found life to be boring and felt he had lost his purpose.
Sometimes, he even secretly hoped that the master would give him some tasks.
“Master, are we going back to your sect?” Ertie asked, looking at the strange spiritual boat that was nearly ten zhang long.
“Yes, don’t you want to come with me?” the first clone replied, looking at Ertie.
“I pledge to follow you to the death, wherever you go, my Little Sister and I will go. Master, can’t you take my Little Sister as a disciple? In the future, we siblings can take care of you.”
As Ertie spoke, a seven or eight-year-old Little Girl walked over with a cup of tea, almost tripping on the steps. She spilled half of the tea in her hands.
“……”
Ertie awkwardly scratched his head; his Little Sister had always been slow in everything but her love for food.
Just yesterday, a teacher from Volcano Academy called him in, asking him to take his Little Sister home; the teachers really felt powerless.
“Um, can Master’s sect accept my Little Sister? Even though she’s a bit slow, but…” At this point, Ertie suddenly scratched his head, wanting to mention some good qualities about his Little Sister but suddenly found himself at a loss for words.
“Come back to the sect with me. If you can pass the sect’s test, you can join. If you can’t, you can still join the Outer Sect. With you around, your Little Sister will never have to worry about food and drink,” the first clone said, looking at the Little Girl.
“Food! Are there delicious things in the sect?” The Little Girl perked up at the mention of food.
“Of course, there are many delicious things in the sect,” the first clone smiled, giving a little attention to his disciple’s sister. After all, it was rare to see such a foolish yet gluttonous little girl.
“That’s great!” the Little Girl said with a smile.
“Alright, Ertie, you deliver the crafted spiritual tools, and then we’ll tidy up and get ready to depart,” the first clone instructed.
“Understood!” Ertie responded, placing the spiritual tools from the platform into his storage bag, and leading his Little Sister outside, ready to collect more gifts.
In the Artifact Hall, the first clone presented the newly crafted spaceship artifact to the Master of the Artifact Hall.
“Brother, are you leaving?” the Master of the Artifact Hall asked, eyeing the strange flying boat.
“Yes, I haven’t seen my original body for a long time. If I don’t go back now, my original body will think I’ve defected,” the first clone replied with a smile.
“Brother, it’s not that I don’t want to say anything, but now the teleportation formations in the cultivation world are malfunctioning, and you and Xu Fan are far apart.”
The Master of the Artifact Hall paused for a moment, then continued, “Since you used to be one entity, I won’t say much. But now you have independent consciousness, and you are also a master craftsman. If you want to completely separate from your original body, I can act as a middleman and talk to you both.”
“Brother, thanks, but I’ve tasted the feeling of freedom, and it’s really not that special. It’s not as interesting as being by my original body’s side,” the first clone shook his head.
Once longing for freedom, he realized that after experiencing true freedom without the original body around, it turned out to be just so-so.
Every day idly doing nothing was not as good as being a lazy fish next to his original body.
“It’s up to you. I’ve already come to see you and Xu Fan as two separate people. Be careful out there,” said the Master of the Artifact Hall, pulling out a bronze fire basin containing the heart core of the Phoenix Divine Fire.
“I was planning to give this to you later, but since you’re leaving now, consider this Phoenix Divine Fire a parting gift from your Brother. You’ve already grasped the essence of the Phoenix Divine Fire, so mastering it completely is just a matter of time,” the Master of the Artifact Hall said sincerely, his eyes showing no hint of insincerity.
“Brother, if I take the Phoenix Divine Fire, what will you use?” The first clone was deeply moved; this brother was incredibly generous.
For a master craftsman, divine fire that suits them is even more valuable than the finest artifact-level tool.
Divine fire is usually found only in the Thousand Worlds.
Then, the Master of the Artifact Hall summoned another divine fire, which took the form of the Northern Departure Divine Bird and began circling around him.
At that moment, the first clone couldn’t help but feel it was too much.
“The old man gave me three types of divine fire, all brought back from the Immortal Realm,” the Master of the Artifact Hall said, his expression neutral, as if he were reminiscing about his father.
“Brother, as a master craftsman, I truly envy you,” the first clone said, pulling out an artifact-level law disk.
As soon as the law disk appeared, it began to shift into various celestial script formations, each one tailored to the Master of the Artifact Hall and showcasing the pinnacle of a master craftsman’s skill.
“Brother, what is this…” the Master of the Artifact Hall said, his voice trembling as he looked at the law disk.
“I don’t have much to give before I leave. These are some celestial script developments I’ve worked on that might help you,” the first clone said with a smile, knowing how much effort he’d put into deducing these formations.
“Brother, no need to say more—thank you,” the Master of the Artifact Hall said, his hands shaking as he took the law disk, his face filled with excitement.
He felt that once he fully understood the celestial script formations in the disk, he’d be one step closer to becoming an artifact great master.
“We’ve formed a true bond, Brother. No need for formalities.
With the teleportation formation out of order, who knows when I’ll see you again after I leave.”
“So I wish you, Brother, success on your path to becoming a great master. May we meet again in the Immortal Realm,” the first clone said.
The Master of the Artifact Hall held the law disk, deeply moved.
As a peculiar spiritual boat flew out from Volcano Fairy Town, the Master of the Artifact Hall entered seclusion to study the celestial script formations.
In the Extreme Void Domain, a cloaked spiritual boat sped through the small stars, heading toward a distant human race navigation route.
Meanwhile, Xu Fan, who was discussing celestial script formations with the second clone in the underground space of Hidden Spirit Island, suddenly looked up at the sky, sensing something.
“Could the first clone really be coming to find me?” Xu Fan wondered aloud.
On a light curtain before them, celestial script formations deduced by three master craftsmen were displayed.
“It’s just missing one final piece—something that would even make the Great Ascension Beast Sovereign act recklessly,” Xu Fan said, studying the formations on the light curtain.
“The Transformation Stage Moon Fox’s influence on her clan’s celestial tools is a bit unclear. I’ve only seen their appearance in the clan’s ancient scrolls,” said the assimilated Moon Fox Clan master craftsman.
“I’ll send the Spirit Cut Elder to capture a few Core Formation stage Moon Foxes and search their souls for useful information,” Xu Fan replied.
