Douluo Continent: The Butterfly, Starting from the Authority of Death

"Oh right, I almost forgot." Xu Jiawei patted his forehead and pointed to the long wooden box on the table. "Mr. Wang, this is a gift from Miss Xia Die."

Wang Xian'er was taken aback at first, then she remembered what Xu Jiujiu had mentioned to her before coming here.

Guided by soul power, the square wooden box landed in my hand.

Having lost her right hand, Wang Xian'er used her soul power to open the flip cover.

What you see is a section of arm with a slightly pale complexion, but which looks very delicate.

"Use your soul power to guide it and place it at the gap in the severed arm. The arm will automatically close up with your wound," Xia Die said at the right moment.

"Is this a soul tool?" Wang Xian'er remained silent for a moment.

"It's not a soul tool; the arm was created using my alchemy," Xia Die said calmly. "However, it may have some similarities to what you understand as a soul tool."

"Your Majesty will know once you try."

"Is that so..."

Wang Xian'er nodded gently.

She doesn't understand alchemy, and without trying it herself, she probably won't be able to see its secrets.

The wooden box was carelessly tossed on the ground. Wang Xian'er used her soul power to lift her arm and slowly move it to the joint of her right arm.

His soul power surged, and the long sleeves that concealed his severed arm were shattered by the soul power, revealing the hideous wound that had stopped bleeding and scabbed over.

"It might be a little itchy, please be mindful of that," Xia Die reminded her.

"Mm." Wang Xian'er nodded gently.

As the soul power cleansed the scabs and the life force of the martial soul healing angel nourished the flesh and blood, they began to regain their vitality.

The prosthetic limb is getting closer and closer to the gap in the severed arm.

"Old man—"

The pale arm was activated.

One by one, formations emerged, with the formations connecting the gaps being the dominant ones.

The severed arm quickly merged with Wang Xian'er's amputated arm wound.

The gap in the severed arm was compatible with the formation, and the severed arm was glued together with the prosthetic limb.

The pale prosthetic limb gradually regained its color.

The color of his skin became increasingly similar to Wang Xian'er's until it was no longer noticeable.

Apart from the fine suture marks from the wound healing at the interface, it is completely indistinguishable from the arm it used to have.

Wang Xian'er gently clenched her right hand, then raised her left hand and clenched it again.

A look of surprise gradually appeared on her calm face.

"This...this is truly miraculous."

Even a healing soul master like her, who was proficient in life force, could only detect a slight stiffness in her arm. An ordinary soul master would probably not be able to detect it at all.

"how?"

Xu Jiawei's voice rang out, his face full of curiosity.

From Wang Xian'er's expression, one could tell that she was surprised at this moment.

Xu Jiawei became even more curious about this alchemy.

If the Star Luo Empire could master such power, its national strength might increase by several times.

Upon hearing Xu Jiawei's question, Wang Xian'er snapped out of her daze, clasped her hands together, and bowed to Xu Jiawei.

"Incredible magic!" Wang Xian'er exclaimed excitedly. No one wanted to be a one-armed Soul Master, even though healing Soul Masters weren't good at fighting.

"I feel that the fit of this arm is about 90% as good as my original arm. If I weren't a healing soul master who is proficient in life attributes, I wouldn't even be able to detect the subtle differences between this arm and my original arm."

"hiss--"

Wang Xian'er's words were like a thunderclap dropped into water. Ordinary soul masters could hardly perceive the difference between the prosthetic limb and the original arm. What a terrifying soul tool this was.

Xu Jiawei and Xu Jiujiu stared intently at Xia Die. Compared to her strength, Xia Die's so-called alchemy skills shocked them even more.

"Your Majesty, Sister Jiu Jiu."

Xia Die's voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction, "My skill level is not up to yours, teacher. If you were to help, you could use alchemy to create a better soul vessel for His Majesty the Immortal Healer."

"A soul container?" Xu Jiawei looked surprised.

"That's right." Xia Die nodded and explained, "The true soul vessel is the created arm, which can be completely transformed into a real arm that is no less powerful than the original."

"Of course, there is a prerequisite: that the soul of the person whose arm was severed must still be intact in the area corresponding to the severed arm."

"This arm is ultimately just a prosthetic. It's fine for normal movement, but in battle, it can only support the soul power of those below the Soul Saint level at most."

"Xia Die, can your teacher turn a prosthetic limb into a real limb?" Wang Xian'er grasped the key point in Xia Die's tone.

"Yes," Xia Die nodded, "My skill level is far inferior to the teacher's."

"My teacher told me that if I wanted to reach his level, it would probably take me twenty years, or thirty years if I were a bit slow."

"I've reached a bottleneck in both medicine making and alchemy."

"That's why the teacher threw me out."

"I hope my clumsy apprentice will have an epiphany by accident."

"That's why I want to learn from the strengths of many schools of thought to further improve my abilities."

Xu Jiawei, Wang Xian'er, and Xu Jiujiu looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a long while, she subconsciously raised her little hand and asked cautiously, "Xia Die, how long have you been learning these abilities?"

"Me?" Xia Die lowered her head and pondered, "It's been about six years, not too long."

"I wasn't a Soul Master back then, so I didn't need to meditate to cultivate."

"I study for about 16 hours a day, and it's normal to work overtime for an hour or two occasionally."

"This went on for six years. My teacher said I was too much of a homebody."

Working 16 hours a day, starting at age 6 and continuing for six years.

What kind of innate divine body is this?

"Um, won't you get bored halfway through?" Xu Jiujiu asked cautiously.

"No way," Xia Die shook her head.

What she said is true. What's so special about working 16 hours a day?

Thirty million lifetimes have passed like this.

Compared to the pressure of performing for thirty million lifetimes in front of Lycus, the experience of being stabbed to death by Bai Er more than thirty million times, and the mental torment of her sister Polycia watching her sister die more than thirty million times, this was a far cry from the pressure of performing for thirty million lifetimes in front of Lycus.

These are minor issues.

Few normal people can embark on the path of destiny to become a messenger.

Xia Die changed the subject and turned her gaze to Wang Xian'er: "Your Excellency, when the time is right, I will create a complete arm for you."

"This..." Wang Xian'er opened her mouth, but the words that came out were, "Thank you very much."

In fact, Wang Xian'er vaguely sensed that this arm was not the prosthetic arm that Xia Die had mentioned, but rather the one that Xia Die had mentioned, the one that the teacher had done to turn the prosthetic arm into a real arm.

However, she had no evidence.

"Are you hiding your talents?"

Wang Xian'er thought to herself.

Since Xia Die had said so, Wang Xian'er decided not to pursue the matter any further.

Ultimately, if this arm could return to its original state, she would be the one to benefit.

Does anything else matter?

Unbeknownst to her, Wang Xian'er's focus had already shifted towards protecting Xia Die.

Xia Die smiled knowingly: "There's not much difference between a prosthetic arm and a normal arm, and it won't affect your cultivation. The most important thing is not to unleash soul power exceeding the Soul Emperor level in a short period of time."

"Okay, I'll write it down." Wang Xian'er nodded solemnly.

After discussing some cooperation matters, Xu Jiawei asked Xu Jiujiu to take Xia Die around the palace to broaden her horizons.

At this moment, only Xu Jiawei and Wang Xian'er remained in the hall.

"Old Wang, your right arm..." Xu Jiawei hesitated, then stopped.

"It's almost indistinguishable from the real thing," Wang Xian'er said. "Xia Die will bring an unparalleled future to the Star Luo Empire."

"I hope Your Majesty will give this matter careful consideration."