Chapter Six Hundred and Fifty Eight – The Black Smoke Yao’s Memory Piecing Art (2/2)

“En.” The black smoke yao lowered his volume and said carefully, “Boss, you know that I am weak. In order to stop Lin Qian and to create an opportunity for Big Orange and the others, I charged for the stele.”

“Then you remembered it?” Zuo Mo’s voice was excited.

“It is not so simple.” The black smoke yao grimaced. “I have a rare skill that not many know of, I have an eidetic memory. However, I only had a cursory glance as Lin Qian reacted too quickly.”

“I recalled this event a while ago, and then I noticed I could recall some of the text on the stele. But it was all very blurry and I had to use [Memory Piecing Art] to slowly piece it together.”

“Memory piercing art?” Zuo Mo was slightly shocked. He had never heard of this yao art before.

Pu Yao suddenly spoke, “It is a type of support yao art. It can replay past events in the mind like a puzzle coming together. It has the benefit of improving memory. When one reaches a high level, they will gain an eidetic memory and can browse their memories at any time. However, this kind of yao art is easy to learn but hard to master. It doesn’t have any big uses. Only those old researchers would spend energy on things like this.”

Zuo Mo was very shocked. So there were yao arts like this.

The black smoke yao was slightly embarrassed. “My talent is average. In order to help my cultivation, I cultivated the [Memory Piecing Art]. My eidetic memory only came about after I started cultivating this.”

“But the time has been short and I only got a short glance at the stele’s text. My impression is very fuzzy but I still decided to try with the memory piecing art. This is the content that I have pieced together using the memory piecing art. It is not very complete and I’m not sure if the content is accurate.”

When he talked about this, the black smoke yao was slightly embarrassed. He had gathered his courage for a long time before he had come to find Zuo Mo. He knew that the stele text was important but what he had pieced together was incomplete, and he didn’t even dare to say that it was accurate.

In cultivation methods, the difference of one character could cause a great misunderstanding. He didn’t know if this thing he had was accurate and therefore have any value.

“Boss, just take a look, don’t cultivate it!” When the black smoke yao finished saying this, he felt his face flush. Before Zuo Mo could speak, he had run away.

Zuo Mo laughed. This black smoke yao seemed calm usually but he was truly adorable.

His gaze landed quickly on the little card in his hand.

“There are some mistakes but the general parts seem correct.” Pu Yao’s voice was filled with excitement. “So that is how it is! So that is how it is!”

In comparison, Wei was much calmer. “Not bad!”

The two quickly picked out the mistakes on the paper. Of the two, one was an old yao that was thousands of years old, the other came from an ancient tribe, and their knowledge was not something that Zuo Mo could rival.

As expected, Zuo Mo found that the places in the content where he had felt that it was rough were now much clearer.

Shi Zi Ming had not tried to shroud this in mystery.

The few phrases caused Zuo Mo to see a whole new world.

Almost unconsciously, the shen power in Zuo Mo’s body started to move!

This time, there was no delay. When his thought formed, his shen power would follow.

A strange feeling formed!

His spiritual consciousness spread from the dantian in his head, while the dantian in his abdomen was unusually active. Threads of ling power spread happily from his abdomenand flowed endlessly along his channels. The power grew like branches from the main channels and innervated every inch of blood and flesh.

Ling power, spiritual consciousness, and mo physique formed a complex and gigantic system.

A phrase from the paper card flowed across Zuo Mo’s mind and he suddenly had an epiphany.

He finally understood what the key to the loss of shen power was!

The origin of spiritual consciousness was the head. The power was formed from the inside, from the soul and then released. The mo physique was the exact opposite. Power originated from the physical body and the power went from the outside to the inside. Ling power was the bridge between the two. It was formed in the dantian and spread throughout the body by the channels. It permeated the blood and flesh, but also into the soul.

When this system became clear in Zuo Mo’s mind, his body suddenly shook.

The three powers began circulated unconsciously. They joined together but they were also clearly divided.

As they continued to circulate, shen power formed.

Zuo Mo’s body reached a state of harmony. Each power went about their own duties but they were of one mind, one existence. He felt he was stronger than he had ever been!

His body was like the universe!

Full of life, and immortal!

A strange emotion filled his mind.

It was not the strength of his power, but the harmony of his body and soul was powerful as one!

Editor’s notes:

[1] I think this is a reference to famous work, I want to say it is a line spoken by CaoCao in “Romance of the Three Kingdoms”.

Also, does anyone think that A Gui’s purple energy grows with how strong Zuo Mo gets? He powers up, she gets worse. Clearly a connection.

Translator Ramblings: Yes, you were all correct, how could that knowledge get lost?