Chapter 86: Phantom Body Training (1/2)
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Ben asked me something that I expected. Of course, after knowing that the thing inside of her has been trying to attack her soul, why shouldn't she want to learn how to strengthen her soul and become strong-willed?
But how can we even make a person strong-willed? It is hard, and probably a gradual process that takes years.
But at the very least I can help her strengthen her soul and be more confident.
If that thing recovers again, I will help her too, this is why I want her to stay at my side through this whole ordeal.
Now that I discovered Soul Cultivation, I have to practice my new Skill related to it and figure out the secrets of Soul Cultivation, the powers of the Soul, and how to control my Soul or strengthen it.
I can't help but be a bit excited, finding new power and training it to find ways to use it in the future is quite fun, even in the situation we are in.
For a small glimpse of time, I imagine being able to somehow split my soul and create clones or something, or even insert my split souls into weapons or even a golem made of ice!
Though, could I even be able to do such an insane thing? I am not a necromancer or something to be able to control my soul to insanely like that… yet.
For the rest of the day, we decided to train with Benladann over many physical exercises with her axe techniques, and then magic cultivation with the usual Group Cultivation…
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[Day 65]
Phantom Body is an interesting Skill. It helps me expand a part of my soul into what is called a Phantom.
When I activate the Skill, a little blue-colored, almost transparent noodle comes out of my body.
This noodle is a tendril of my soul, which is named phantom I guess. This power comes from my soul, and it could be said to be an extension of it.
I don't know if I should cut it to see if I can manipulate it, I feel like I would only grow weakened.
For now, I simply want to experiment and also level up the Skill.
Oh, right, today we woke up early as usual. And there wasn't much news, it was a rather monotonous day as always, or well, a monotonous morning.
But each day we train and cultivate, so we slowly power up, not a single day is wasted.