Qi Yu had no idea why Chi Shangming was looking at her as if he had seen a ghost.
She rolled her spiritual energy into a ball, carefully tossed it into the Hell of Malice, let it absorb a circle of resentment, and then took it out again, rolling it around in the human world a few times.
In just a moment, it was indistinguishable from the real thing.
Wang Lanqing looked at her as if she were molding clay, "Are human souls this easy to imitate? Just mold them casually, roll them around in the human world and hell, and that's it? If this ball of light were placed into a human body right now, what would happen?"
"What would happen? I haven't tried that yet," Qi Yu looked at Wang Lanqing. "But if it were truly placed inside a body, at most it could only maintain basic human functions, like a living dead person. They could eat, they could move, but because there's no true soul, they couldn't speak or respond."
Si Qing propped his chin on his hand. "When I was a God of War in my previous life, I often encountered human Taoist priests who used similar tricks to swindle people. They claimed they could help resurrect the deceased, but in reality, they used this method to prevent the body from decaying, making the person appear like a living dead person. They could grow, eat, use the toilet, and dress themselves, but they were expressionless, mute, unresponsive, like puppets."
"This is called a living dead person in the human world, I call them puppet people," Si Qing toyed with the teacup on the table, spinning it around in his hand. "For a while, the Underworld was severely disrupted by these puppet people. Eventually, they had to seek help from the Nine Heavens of the Divine Realm, who then assisted in sorting things out."
Qi Yu listened with a serious expression, her eyes widening. "There was such a thing? So, this means this kind of technique is probably quite low-level, and the laws of nature should be able to distinguish it with their power."
"Normal laws of nature would indeed be able to distinguish it," Yan Hua's voice was slow and deliberate. "But if the laws of nature have gradually become unable to control their own power, then it would be very difficult to distinguish."
The laws of nature were different from mortal cultivators.
Humans cultivated immortality. After reaching a certain level of attainment, spiritual energy would begin to condense within them. Even if their cultivation was interrupted later and they couldn't advance further, as long as spiritual energy continued to enter their bodies, they could still use some magical techniques.
But the laws of nature were different.
The laws of nature were bound to the Heavenly Dao. After new Heavenly Daos and new laws of nature appeared, the old laws and old Heavenly Daos would gradually lose their divine power and eventually fall from the 13th Heaven.
They would slowly disappear from the Three Realms.
Because the laws of nature held too much power when they were in place, once new laws appeared, the old ones would immediately lose their divine power.
Even if they still possessed spiritual energy, the most they could do was transfer this power to others. They themselves were incapable of doing anything, and they couldn't even return to the 13th Heaven on their own strength after leaving it.
Wang Lanqing and Chi Shangming, like two curious babies, squatted on the ground, hugging their knees, watching intently.
They watched as Qi Yu, in less than the time it takes for a cup of tea to brew, placed the fake soul into a scroll and sent it back to the 13th Heaven.
Wang Lanqing's mouth hung open. "Is that it?"
Qi Yu nodded.
Wang Lanqing tilted her head to look at the sky, then after a while, she lowered her gaze back to Qi Yu. After a long silence, she asked again, "So, what do we do now?"
"Eat, sleep, chat nonsense," Qi Yu yawned, leaning on the table. "There might be a fierce battle at any moment, so it's best to do nothing now. Find a comfortable spot, focus on cultivation, repair your magical artifacts, sleep, eat, change clothes, cherish every moment."
After saying this, Qi Yu hugged the fruit plate on the table and sat cross-legged on the couch, eating heartily.
Si Qing eagerly leaned over.
He squatted on the ground, resting his chin on Qi Yu's lap.
Qi Yu, holding a peeled apple, looked down at him. She always felt that his pitiful appearance didn't resemble a younger brother at all, but rather a puppy.
"Sister..." Si Qing blinked his eyes. "You don't have to share with me. I'm satisfied just watching you eat."
Qi Yu, with a look of disdain, split the apple in half and gave him a piece.
Si Qing, holding half an apple, was beaming with joy and trotted away.
An Nuo watched with a complicated expression.
Shaofeng looked disgusted. "My method of raising him isn't wrong, is it? Why is this kid becoming more and more of a sycophant? And a bit of a drama queen too."