Fisher furrowed his brows, not knowing why he no longer found it strange to see the figure of a Demon Species here again, but the real clue lay in the fact that among the Demon Species, there was one who knew the president of the Creation Society, the Magic Minister...
Fisher wasn’t well-acquainted with many of the Demon Species, thanks to a bookish friend with a small courage but loud voice, he only deeply remembered Elliog and Paimon.
"I learned from her that beyond the seas, there is a continent, the original homeland of humans. A long, long time ago, the continent where the Dragon Court was established was connected to that continent. After a great war, the continents were split into two by a staggering battle, scattered across the sea... No wonder the Dragon-man Species here use magic, it turns out they and humans once lived together."
"Then I asked her many things, including whether the Fermat Baha Dragon God really existed, and what exactly is the way for me to return home, but she did not answer me. She just reminded me with a slight amusement that ’the soul plays a very important role in this world.’"
"She is called a ’Mythical Species’ by the humans across the sea, and the most important characteristic of the so-called Mythical Species is ’Soul and Body Unity.’ Once reaching the Mythical Rank, an individual’s soul will largely separate from the Spirit Realm, and even if it leaves the body, due to ’unity of spirit and flesh’, an avatar is produced. Later, the soul can even exist independently of the body, becoming the bizarre existence where ’the soul is the body.’"
"Her words woke me up, and thus I increasingly felt that my way home lies on this seemingly elusive path of the soul. I have listed the methods and paths I conceived at that time, for reference only, not representing the path I ultimately chose. You reading this can also ponder on your own."
Fisher’s soul was completely immersed in the Soul Completion Manual before him, his thoughts quickly keeping pace with Caleb Wuzi’s concepts in a whisper that only he could hear around him.
Low-rank humans, if they only train their soul, no matter how much magic they engrave, such progress and effectiveness will become extremely slow, and if the essence of the soul is like the ethereal material of the Spirit Realm, upon human death, it will disperse into aimless, utilizable energy...
"Let me remind you, Fisher."
"First, soul stitching: You can sequentially join the souls of deceased kin or demi-humans to yourself, but be careful; the stitched soul’s rank must not be much higher than your own, otherwise the stitching will backfire, and your ’essence of self’ will become particularly vague."
"Second, soul absorption: You can use the disbanded unconscious soul energy, injecting it into your own Magic Circuit, expanding the quality and quantity of the Magic Circuit. However, for many high-ranked demi-humans, the human Magic Circuit is not the most efficient and changing to another form of Magic Circuit is a better choice."
Countless pieces of knowledge about souls flooded into Fisher’s brain at that moment, enabling him to gain a higher-level understanding of how to enhance soul capabilities,
"Fisher, think about it, if during your time in Saint Nali you had earlier gained higher-level soul ranks, you would have sharp soul perception and magic engraving abilities, you could see through Anna’s body structure at a glance, could prevent her from destroying the Soul Comforting Bell, you could easily engrave more High Ring Magic, and Blake would be swiftly defeated, even Elizabeth would bow down willingly, and you could correct her uncontrollable nature..."
"Taking many steps back, if you hadn’t read the available resources so late, you wouldn’t find Erwin so troublesome anymore, wouldn’t find the Frost Snow Wutong Tree such an unknown challenge, many problems would be solved effortlessly... the conflicts among those demi-human ladies, the urgent tasks at hand, those secrets hidden beneath history."
Fisher fell silent, facing Caleb Wuzi’s questioning; he suddenly found it difficult to respond.
Along the journey, even as a self-proclaimed "scholar," he had overlooks in many aspects; so many opportunities, so many problems, so many regrets, how wonderful it would be if he could easily solve them all.
He had so many things he wanted to accomplish, he wanted to help Elizabeth, wanted to make Moli leave the land with less grief, wanted humans and demi-humans to coexist more peacefully, wanted a world with much less suffering and ignorance...
Before Fisher could speak, Caleb Wuzi interrupted him,
"Life is always full of regrets, I know that, and I also know the past can’t be questioned... So, what about Renie? She has been missing for so long, related to the Frost Snow Wutong Tree, what if she can’t be found? How to deal with Erwin, and how to handle the curse related to the Phoenix?"
Fisher’s breath paused slightly, even his heart seemed to experience a sharp pain, but his body was as rigid as iron, he still wanted to retort to Caleb Wuzi, but suddenly, an extremely urgent shout surged into his ears,
"Fisher! Bastard! Wake up! What the hell are you doing?! Your mother, have you gone mad?!"