Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 922 The Re-created Feng Shayan

"Hehehe, it's out."

Like a little girl, Feng Shayan happily jumped out of the alternate dimension.

Following him was Wang Zizhong, and then He Songling, whose body slowly solidified in mid-air, as if he had been sitting outside all along.

"Grandpa Zizhong, Senior He, your method really works."

"Call Lao Ling when you go out." He Songling reiterated once again. There was no He Songling, only Ling Songhe, who was just a foolish twenty-year-old college student.

"Alright, alright, whatever. What do we do next?" Feng Shayan smiled slyly. "How about we scare my dad?"

"He has a 'spirit' protecting him, and he can sense even the slightest movement. Are you confident?" He Songling asked, staring at Feng Shayan.

"Yes, if I didn't even have this much confidence, wouldn't all the training you've given me over the past three years have been for nothing?" Feng Shayan said confidently.

That's right, another three years passed inside.

It took about nine months to cultivate this "human-making" ability in Wang Zizhong. This thing was actually a supplementary version of the "all-around hand" that Wang Zizhong had figured out.

At that time, He Songling thought, since you can already "mend the sky", why not "create people" as well, and let you, Old Wang, also play the role of Nuwa?

This thing isn't difficult to master. Both the Dual-Hand and the All-Hand have effects on the soul, and the All-Hand can completely extract and control the scattered soul.

In addition to his ability to heal "inanimate objects," Prince Zhong's "All-Encompassing Hand" technique alone is equivalent to three extraordinary skills: "Double-Encompassing Hand," "Divine Machine Refinement," and "Spirit Binding and Commanding." Although the latter two are only weakened versions, they are still far superior in the end.

Then He Songling taught Wang Zizhong how to transfer his soul into his body and how to create a person from clay.

In fact, Wang Zizhong had a very profound understanding of both the physical body and the soul. He knew far more about the structure of the meridians, bones, and internal organs of the human body than He Songling did; in fact, he was He Songling's teacher in this regard.

If He Songling had possessed the same skill as Wang Zizhong back then, he could have resurrected Hu Haiwang. Unfortunately, even now, as an immortal, he still cannot do so.

Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise. This is the significance of technological progress. In terms of the methods of cultivating Qi, mortals are no match for immortals, but when it comes to humans with science, they are far superior to immortals.

The only skills He Songling taught Wang Zizhong were two: one was how to ensure that the soul, detached from the body, could maintain its vitality for a period of time. Wang Zizhong's versatile skills, which included the ability to heal the "dead," made this relatively easy for him.

The second issue was how to create a new physical body, or to use the original one if one wanted. However, Feng Shayan's original physical body had rather poor talent. Even though Wang Zizhong changed her Qi meridians, there were still many disharmonious aspects. He Songling simply had Wang Zizhong reshape it directly.

The body is reconstructed, and then the soul is infused into this new body.

This is the most crucial part.

In mythology, this would be considered the level of a Taiyi Zhenren, who resurrected Nezha by reshaping him with a lotus body.

In He Songling's Time Chamber, such trouble was unnecessary; he could create worlds, so creating void creatures was easy enough. He invisibly extracted a bit of Feng Zhenghao and Feng Shayan's original DNA and immediately created a new body for Wang Zizhong to carefully sculpt. Fortunately, Wang Zizhong had been a doctor for decades, his eyes only seeing patients, not men and women. If Zhang Lingyu had learned this skill and sculpted the details of a young girl's body, he would have committed suicide on the spot.

However, Wang Zizhong wasn't without his embarrassing moments. When Feng Shayan was resurrected, she insisted that he make her breasts bigger, which angered him so much that he used his magic to strike Feng Shayan's soul twice.

Things went smoothly. In the tenth month after entering the Time Chamber, Feng Shayan had been fully resurrected. In fact, she felt that her newly created body was stronger than her previous self.

This ability to bring the dead back to life is something the Double-Handed Technique could never achieve. This is the advantage of the old immortal who passed down the technique still being alive. Let Duanmu Ying try to comprehend this method? Just wait and see. Unless she can truly become an immortal through the Double-Handed Technique, she won't understand it until the day she dies. After all, Zhang Boduan is already dead.

Afterwards, He Songling directly described Wang Zizhong's skill as "Nuwa's Hand".

The next two years or so were dedicated to He Songling's special training of Feng Shayan.

He didn't do anything else, except to enhance Feng Shayan's application of spatial abilities. Since Feng Shayan's innate ability was spatial ability, which is a very powerful function in any novel, he simply used it as a basis to create some application methods and let her master them over several years.

He Songling was still holding back. If he really disregarded everything, with his ability to reshape his Qi meridians, improve his comprehension, and control the flow of time, he could at least mass-produce powerhouses like the elderly Zhang Huaiyi, the late-stage triple Lu Jin, or the Taiji True Meaning Song Mian.

However, that would be pointless, serving no purpose other than causing trouble for the world, and it wouldn't be fun either. So He Songling didn't do that. He only gave Feng Shayan some reasonable improvements, just like he did for Zhang Chulan at Longhu Mountain.

Even so, Feng Shayan is already comparable to the top masters of the time, and she may not be at a disadvantage when facing the older generation.

After all, spatial abilities are still too overpowered.

Feng Zhenghao was frowning in his office, his mind in turmoil.

He Songling is indeed real, but as soon as he arrived, he stood on his own territory and shouted for war against everyone. Then, he killed his own daughter. Whether she can be saved is still uncertain.

If he really can't be saved, what's the use of killing all four young men he brought?
He Songling, this over-100-year-old immortal, this ancient monster, even personally went to the battlefields of World War II, to the Far East and Europe, only missing the Pacific War. How many people did he meet? How many events did he experience? How many lives and deaths did he witness firsthand?
With just these four young men, there's no way they could possibly get He Songling to take them seriously.

You should know that, based on the incident of Quanxing breaking into the Three Sects back then, he even dared to gamble his own master's life on the Threefold.

Having lost a daughter, and now facing the pressure from Na Du Tong, plus the Wang family, what am I supposed to do?

Feng Zhenghao sighed as he thought about it, and then felt a chill on the top of his head.

He had a bad feeling and hurriedly ordered the spirit he was controlling to check, but found that there was no one around and no sign that anyone else had been there.

But a tuft of gray hair on the top of her head had clearly fallen down and landed on her outstretched palm.

"Who is it? Which friend is here to play a joke on me, Feng Zhenghao?"

(End of this chapter)