After dealing with Xu Ming, and completely unaware of what trouble would await her the next time she exits seclusion, Xu Yue closed her eyes with a smile on her face.
Before even a decade manages to pass, Xu Yue opened her eyes again, with an annoyed look on her face.
"What is this," mumbled Xu Yue as she looked in a certain direction.
...
Looking at the amount of soul stones Yun Qi had managed to gather, a smile appeared on Wang Ming's face.
"Good, this should be enough," mumbled Wang Ming as he added the soul stones to his own, gathering all of them in a large pile.
Looking at the pile of soul stones, Wang Ming saw it, he then knew what he needed to do.
Without him doing anything, after a while, the pile of soul stones, began becoming smaller, not that any of them actually disappeared.
In merely a few hours, all of the soul stones had fused into one large stone, over two meters tall.
...
"This is enough, leave me alone to do my work," said Wang Ming as he only looked at his disciple for a minute, his full attention being focused on the soul stones themselves.
"Yes master," said Yun Qi as he bowed and exited the room while looking at the soul stones as well.
After his disciple had left, Wang Ming began obsessively beginning to sculpt.
In the first few days it was not clear who he wanted to sculpt, but after a few weeks, a figure began forming in the soul stone.
Wang Ming put his all in the sculpture, he tried his best to remember every single detail and feeling he saw in that figure from the river of fate.
One month after creating the general figure, a pair of beautiful feet appeared at the bottom, replacing the rough stone.
Even though it was only a piece of soulless stone, a feeling of majesty emanated from the feet, causing Wang Ming to sometimes want to kowtow and worship then.
After the feet had been created, it seemed that Wang Ming had actually lost himself, right now, to him nothing was more important than finishing the statue and seeing how it finally looked.
Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel.
As such, Wang Ming spent every single minute perfecting the statue.
Over a year later...
Looking at the nearly perfect face of the statue, Wang Ming smiled, he then carefully brought out a pair of stone eyes from his spatial ring.
These were the eyes that he had created back when he had first seen the figure.
Gritting his teeth, Wang Chen very carefully slotted the two eyes into the face of the statue.
Mere moments later, the eyes fully melded into the statue, helping it achieve perfection.
"Perfect," mumbled Wang Chen as he forcefully resisted a desire to prostrate himself in front of the statue.
Suddenly, the soulless eyes of the statue moved, staring straight at Wang Ming.
...
Looking at the old man in front of her the statue frowned.
"Was he the one that created this body?" thought Xu Yue as a small piece of her soul carefully controlled the soul stone.
"It's just a statue, why can I control it?" thought Xu Yue as the frown on her forehead became even bigger.
After disregarding these questions a few moments later, Xu Yue turned to face the old man.
"Wang Ming, current temple master of the Heaven Scrying Temple," mumbled Xu Yue as she continuously divined her situation, because of her stone body, her voice sounding extremely cold
"He managed to see me in the river of fate," thought Xu Yue as a surprised expression appeared on her face, but before doing anything, she then waved her hand, causing a boundless force to go over Wang Ming, making him unable to move his body.
"This body is actually not bad," thought Xu Yue, as she felt the soul stones not only powering her soul, making it so the main body did not need to use its qi, but somehow, it was also able to enhance it's attacks.
...
Dozens of disciples of the Heaven Scrying temple hurried about at the entrance of the temple, normally, with their cultivation they would have noticed the woman walking down the stairs of the temple, but for some reason, no one did.
"Since I comprehended the Dao of Fate, the Heavenly Dao really stopped trying to scheme against me," thought Xu Yue as she began flying in a certain direction.
...
Looking at the cave abode entrance in front of her, Xu Yue smiled.
"Since that formation was found here a lot more interesting things should be here," mumbled Xu Yue as she walked into the cave abode.
After taking a single look at the defensive formations guarding the cave abode, Xu Yue took a single step and instantly appeared in the heart of the abode.
As she inspected the heart of the cave abode, Xu Yue felt a weird feeling in her chest.
"Something here is familiar," mumbled Xu Yue before beginning to comb through her memories.
Suddenly, Xu Yue remembered the ancestral hall of the Wu clan, in which she inscribed her name.
"These two places look too similar, but this place looks far more unrefined, but rather than a copy, it feels like something else," thought Xu Yue as she touched the walls of the abode and felt their texture.
"This feels like a first version, something to be improved on," mumbled Xu Yue as suddenly wanted to divine the truth about the cave abode.
But suddenly, a weird feeling enveloped Xu Yue as her intuition warned her, not of danger but rather, of something else.
After a few moments, Xu Yue looked through the abode using her spiritual sense to look through the abode, searching for any artifacts.
"I haven't seen this language before," mumbled Xu Yue as she looked at the weird symbols in the jade slip.
But thankfully, as the text was still visible, Xu Yue felt something else.
Intent, the intent of the person writing it and what they wanted to say was what Xu Yue had seen.