Fall: Rebirth

“Since you have all mastered the swordsmanship to perfection, follow me back to the God Realm!” Although Ye You’s voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable majesty.

"So fast?" Ling Han and Chu Heng spoke at the same time, their eyes fixed directly on Ye You, with obvious reluctance and unwillingness in their eyes.

Ye You looked at Ling Han and Chu Heng's reactions, and his eyes could not help but sweep over them. When he noticed the reluctant expressions on their faces, a barely perceptible smile flashed across Ye You's eyes, and he asked softly, "Why? You don't want to go back?"

“Master, can you stay a few more days?” Ling Han’s voice sounded a little weak, like a child who had been wronged.

Ye You gently cast his gaze towards Ling Han without saying a word.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Chu Heng quickly agreed, looking at Ye You with anticipation.

Ye You chuckled, shifted his gaze away from Ling Han, and turned to look at Chu Heng, saying with a hint of sarcasm: "Ling Han thinks so, but you don't want to go back either?"

"Of course, there are too many rules in the God Realm, and it's not as interesting as the mountains. Lord God, can you let us stay for a while longer?" Chu Heng couldn't help but step forward, grab Ye You's arm and shake it, like a child who was acting like a spoiled child to his mother. His eyes were shining with desire, and there was a hint of spoiled in his voice.

After spending some time together, Chu Heng is no longer afraid of Ye You's indifference, and he speaks more and more boldly.

Ye You lowered his eyes to glance at Chu Heng's hand on his arm, then raised his eyes to look at Chu Heng, and said lightly: "You have learned the sword skills, why are you still staying here?"

Chu Heng was not intimidated by Ye You's indifference. Instead, he held Ye You's arm more firmly and continued to act coquettishly, "God, can you teach us some more spells?" His eyes were full of expectation, as if Ye You was his hope.

Ling Han watched from the side and echoed, "Yes, Master." There was a hint of earnestness in his voice and his eyes revealed a desire for magic.

Compared to Chu Heng, Ling Han was like a well-behaved child, not daring to be too willful, just standing aside and asking for advice. After all, Ling Han had lost his mother's love since he was a child, and he had been very sensible and well-behaved since he was a child. Even though he was more lively these days than before, he still didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Ye You glanced at Ling Han, thinking for a moment, then looked at Chu Heng again and said bluntly: "You have already learned all of my unique sword techniques. Now they are no longer considered unique. If you let me teach you again, what unique skills will my disciples learn?"

Hearing this, Chu Heng reluctantly let go of Ye You's arm, like a wronged child, with a look of disappointment on his face. He knew that he was not Ye You's apprentice, and being able to learn his unique swordsmanship was already a great blessing. However, even knowing this, he could not hide his inner disappointment.

Ye You looked at Chu Heng's aggrieved look, and a sense of guilt rose in her heart. However, this emotion was quickly suppressed by her, and replaced by calmness and playfulness.

She raised her lips slightly and said jokingly, "You are a very intelligent guy. Why don't you also take me as your master? I will teach you more magic."

Hearing Ye You's words, Ling Han's eyes widened slightly, and a sense of loss flashed through his heart. He secretly wondered, could it be that Master thought that his comprehension was not high enough?

At this time, Chu Heng was so excited that he waved his hands repeatedly, his eyes widened, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face. He said anxiously: "God, this is absolutely not allowed."

Ye You raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in confusion: "Why not?"

Chu Heng slowly withdrew his hands, secretly glanced at Ye You, and then answered in a low voice: "Although I am very eager to learn magic from the God, now that I already have a master, I will never take anyone else as my master. What's more, my master treats me very well." While speaking, Chu Heng looked at Ye You sincerely, with a firm light flashing in his eyes.

"You don't want to become my disciple, but you want to learn the Dharma. You really know how to make it difficult for me!" Ye You said, putting her hands behind her back and turning to look at Chu Heng. Her eyes were deep and sharp, as if she could see through Chu Heng's heart.

When Chu Heng was looked at like this by Ye You, he suddenly felt uneasy and lowered his head, not daring to look at Ye You.

Ling Han stood aside obediently, his eyes constantly roaming around Ye You and Chu Heng, but he did not speak. He seemed to sense Ye You's majesty and did not dare to interrupt easily.

"That's all." Ye You sighed and said in a light tone. Her voice revealed a kind of helplessness and tolerance, which made people feel both kind and awed.

Immediately afterwards, Ye You waved his sleeves again, and the ferocious monster instantly turned into bubbles and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

"Master..." Ling Han stared at the scene with eyes wide open, incredulous. His face was filled with astonishment and confusion, and he was completely unable to comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

"You two, don't you want to learn some techniques? This is the basic usage of the Shapeshifting Technique." Ye You looked at Ling Han, a barely perceptible smile flashing across her eyes. There was a hint of ridicule in her words, as if she was testing their comprehension.

"My Lord God, according to you, the monster just now was conjured up by you?" Chu Heng asked in astonishment. There was surprise and confusion in his voice, and curiosity flashed in his eyes.

"If we don't turn into a monster to test it, how can we know the level of magic you have been practicing these days?" Ye You's tone was very calm, as if it was a matter of course. Her eyes were calm and deep, making it difficult to figure out the meaning.

"No wonder I was wondering why there were monsters out of nowhere. It turned out to be a deity." Chu Heng muttered to himself, with an expression of sudden enlightenment on his face. He originally thought it was an accident, but he didn't expect that Ye You did it on purpose.

"Master, can you teach me this?" Ling Han's voice was full of anticipation and excitement. He looked at Ye You seriously, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Your Majesty, I also want to learn." Chu Heng spoke without hesitation, his voice firm and sincere.

As he spoke, Chu Heng couldn't help but step forward again and hold Ye You's arm, his eyes full of anticipation, as if Ye You was his hope.

Ye You looked at the two excited people, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of her lips. She nodded gently and said, "With your current cultivation, although you cannot achieve complete transformation, you can still achieve simple transformation." Her voice was soft and gentle, with an inexplicable affinity.

Ling Han and Chu Heng looked at each other, their eyes full of joy and anticipation. They couldn't wait to learn this magical spell and experience the fun that changes brought.

They knew that although Ye You said it was easy, it would still take a lot of effort and practice to master such an ability. However, for them, this was undoubtedly a rare opportunity and an incentive to improve their own strength.

Ye You continued to explain: "The art of transformation can condense one's own power into various forms, such as weapons, shields, etc. This technique can not only enhance attack and defense capabilities, but also produce unexpected effects in battle. However, in order to truly master the art of transformation, continuous practice and training are required."

Ling Han and Chu Heng listened with great interest, their hearts full of yearning. They understood that this art of transformation was undoubtedly an extremely important skill for practitioners.

Ling Han looked at Ye You with a determined gaze and said seriously: "Master, rest assured, we will practice hard and live up to your expectations."

Chu Heng also echoed: "Yes, God, we will study hard."

Ye You smiled and nodded to show his satisfaction.

In the next few days, Ling Han and Chu Heng devoted themselves to the practice of the art of transformation.

At the beginning, they encountered many obstacles. No matter how hard they tried, the objects they wanted to transform did not move.

Ling Han and Chu Heng couldn't help but show disappointment on their faces, and their hearts were filled with loss, but fortunately, they did not give up easily, and still persisted in trying various methods, hoping to find the key to break the deadlock.

Ye You quietly observed their progress. Whenever they felt helpless, she would appear quietly to give them some guidance and suggestions, helping them correct their mistakes and pointing them in the right direction.

With her assistance, Ling Han and Chu Heng slowly realized the root of the problem and began to adjust their practice methods.

Ling Han and Chu Heng began to carefully observe the objects around them to understand their structure and characteristics.

They found that the use of the art of transformation required a deeper understanding of the structure of objects, and also required more mental power to drive the changes.

They began to experiment with injecting their mental energy into objects, feeling their texture and shape.

As they mastered these key points, their transformation techniques began to show significant progress.

Ling Han and Chu Heng's mental strength gradually increased, and they were able to control the changes of the transformation technique more accurately. They began to try to transform more objects into different shapes, from simple branches to complex objects.

Ling Han concentrated his spiritual power on a branch, trying to turn it into a sharp sword. He closed his eyes, feeling the texture and shape of the branch, and then injected his spiritual power into it. The image of a sharp sword emerged in his mind, and he imagined the process of the branch gradually turning into a sword.

Chu Heng focused on a branch, trying to turn it into a flute. He injected his spiritual power into the branch, feeling its texture and quality. The image of a flute emerged in his mind, and he imagined the process of the branch gradually turning into a flute.

After a period of exploration and practice, Ling Han and Chu Heng's cultivation gradually got on the right track.

Finally, Ling Han successfully transformed a branch into a sharp sword.

"I succeeded!" Ling Han shouted excitedly, holding the sword made of branches tightly in his hand, feeling its texture and weight. He waved the sword excitedly, as if it was a treasure he cherished very much.

Chu Heng was happy for Ling Han when he saw how excited he was. He did not stop and continued to work hard, hoping to achieve his goal.

Not long after, Chu Heng also successfully transformed the branch into a flute.

Chu Heng held the flute, his eyes flashing with excitement.

When Ling Han saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile.

Chu Heng played the flute gently, and beautiful music flowed out from the flute holes and lingered in the air. He was immersed in the world of music, feeling the pleasure brought by the notes.

At this moment, a mysterious aura suddenly spread, and Ye You's cold figure slowly emerged from the void. Her face was still as cold as before, as if nothing in the world could cause her any emotional fluctuations.

The moment Ling Han and Chu Heng saw Ye You's figure, their faces suddenly showed excitement that could not be concealed. They rushed forward impatiently, holding their own conjured works in their hands, their eyes full of expectation and desire, hoping to get Ye You's recognition.

Ye You's deep and cold eyes gently swept over the things in Ling Han and Chu Heng's hands. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and then he nodded slightly, indicating that he was satisfied with their work.

"You have done very well, but this is just the beginning. Keep up the hard work. I believe you have greater potential." Ye You's voice was calm but firm, and his eyes became much softer, giving them an invisible encouragement.

After listening to Ye You's words, Ling Han and Chu Heng's eyes flashed with determination. They nodded heavily, their hearts full of confidence and motivation. They deeply understood the mystery of the art of materialization, and knew that in order to reach a higher level, they must continue to explore and break through themselves.

In the next two days, Ling Han and Chu Heng were still concentrating on practicing the art of illusion. Their figures shuttled through the mountains like two agile lightning bolts, as fast as the wind, which was amazing.

Wujiang was still studying the clay dolls in his spare time. These days, there were more and more clay dolls in the mountains. Although these clay dolls had life, they had no cultivation and no ability to survive, and more and more of them died. Wujiang was secretly sad because of these things.

One day, Wujiang hid under a tree and looked at a dead clay doll, feeling sad.

Ye You appeared quietly, like a ghost, behind Wu Jiang. As the god of death, she could see the clay dolls' souls leaving their bodies at a glance, and she was surprised, thinking to herself: I didn't expect these clay dolls to be alive.

Ye You quietly stretched out his hand and waved his sleeves, and the soul of the clay doll disappeared.

She slowly walked to Wujiang and said coldly, "What's the point of being sad? Why don't you think about how to solve it?"

When Wujiang heard Ye You's voice, he looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Ye You standing there as usual with cold eyes, like an ice cube in the winter, cold and hard.

"Your Majesty." Wujiang stood up, clasped his hands in front of his chest, bowed slightly and saluted.

"Since these clay dolls have life and no cultivation, they will naturally experience birth, old age, sickness and death. This is the cycle of life and death and it cannot be avoided. So what you should think about now is how to solve these problems." Ye You said coldly, and her figure disappeared into the void, as if she had never appeared.

Wujiang looked at the place where Yeyou disappeared and fell into deep thought. She knew that Yeyou was right, if this problem could not be solved, then these clay dolls would eventually die, but how should she do it?

Wujiang felt confused.

As time passed, Ling Han and Chu Heng's materialization skills became more and more proficient. They were able to transform various objects into lifelike objects with different shapes, as if they held the colors of the entire world in their hands.

Ye You looked at their progress and nodded slightly, with a look of satisfaction on her face. She said calmly: "Now, your progress is remarkable. Come back to the God Realm with me! I have other things to deal with."

Chu Heng and Ling Han looked at each other. Although they were reluctant to leave the lower world, they nodded without hesitation. Because they knew that if Ye You had something to deal with, it must be something very important.