Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 477 Optimal Solution

Upon seeing this strange metal box, Fu Yu didn't have time to think deeply. She extended her divine sense to combine the memory fragments with another piece.

These two fragments of memory contain the same thing.

The edges merge instantly upon contact, leaving no gaps.

They blended together perfectly.

Then, like a shooting star, it flashed by and disappeared.

This is one of the reasons why Fu Yu dared not act rashly. Memory fragments, regardless of whether they originally belonged to the same person, can be perfectly blended together, making it impossible to judge right or wrong.

If you accidentally merge fragments of memories that do not belong to the same person, it may worsen the confusion.

However, those two scenes were too distinctive!

Both the two metal boxes and the scenery in the background were completely different from the world Fu Yu knew.

She didn't know whose memories these were.

But a hunch in his heart was that he must be the most unique person in this world, Zhu Wuyao.

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When the brush changes the viewpoint, another layer of the secret realm can be seen.

It can see what Fu Yu is doing.

The pen tried to touch the fragments of memory, but those scenes, like phantoms or the moon's reflection in water, were impossible to retrieve.

This is because its energy essence is the power of Heaven's calculation.

The Way of Heaven can influence order and matter, and through judging and calculating a person's character, it can influence that person's choices through changes in minute things.

For example, a person is filled with hatred, but obtains a dagger by "coincidence".

The surroundings were quiet and deserted; the enemy, drunk, was passing by alone.

Everything—the right time, the right place, and the right people—is pushing you toward revenge; this is "divine will."

However, the Way of Heaven can only influence people's mentality through coincidences created by material things, but it cannot directly change a person's nature.

If a person sits there doing nothing, can God suddenly make that person become diligent and motivated, and immediately open their books to start preparing for the next semester's lessons?

impossible.

Therefore, what Fu Yu can do, Lingbi cannot.

The magic pen cannot touch memory, soul, or state of mind. It lacks soul and true thought, and is destined to be on a different track and on a different level from humanity.

But it was in a hurry.

"The time to test your speed has arrived! Hurry, hurry, hurry! The opportunity will be fleeting!"

The distant Jade Corpse Puppet seemed to have sensed something and was rushing towards them, ready to carry out the order to kill.

The magic pen was able to safely send Fu Yu out in a critical moment.

But this opportunity won't come again.

This time, we let Fu Yu go. Who knows when we'll find another one who knows everyone in the Will Symbiote and is smart enough?

The Spirit Brush withdrew from the consciousness world of the secret realm and returned to the material surface world.

They arrived near the Frost Jade Corpse Puppet.

"Slow down!"

By utilizing the things that already exist in the secret realm, we can recombine and change their form to resemble mountains and rivers without losing power.

However, if one wants to create something out of nothing, to create something that does not exist in the secret realm, or to give orders to beings at the level of skeletons, then a writer is needed.

The pen is ultimately just a "tool".

It gently moved down a little.

The mountain in front of the Cold Jade Corpse Puppet was suddenly sheared into a cliff, and then rocks rolled down and buried it.

"You should sleep for a while and don't wander off!"

Lingbi gave the Cold Jade Corpse Puppet some thoughtful instructions, then descended underground to the Pinghe Cauldron to observe whether Zhu Wuyao had changed.

Then he quickly flew back to Fu Yu's place.

I supervised her while she played the matching game.

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Fu Yu was also in a bit of a dilemma.

She originally wanted to avoid Zhu Wuyao's presence and focus on rescuing Han Ge first, but who knew that Zhu Wuyao's memories were too vivid.

It is extremely easy to identify and is very conspicuous.

If it's delivered to my door, I might as well take advantage of it.

Most importantly, Fu Yu did not perceive any danger in such actions.

Although she had a general plan before entering the secret realm, she knew that she would only know how to do things when she was actually there. She came with the mindset of "doing whatever she can".

Towering buildings stacked together.

At night, the signs are illuminated with a kaleidoscope of colors and flowing light, and the roads intersect with each other like star trails.

The walls are a clean white, with crystals inlaid on them to form windows.

A staircase that keeps looping and floating upwards...

Fu Yu could hardly imagine how much spiritual power was needed to keep these facilities shining and running forever.

How many cultivators would it take to transport the stones and build such a towering building by flying on swords? She had even seen another flying artifact, which, although cramped, was very comfortable.

No wonder some people have regarded these places as divine realms.

As Fu Yu played the game, she seemed somewhat dazed, and even began to wonder who Zhu Wuyao really was...

Or perhaps this isn't Zhu Wuyao?

Rather, just as the rumors say, this secret realm truly harbors a reclusive master, and these fragments of memory are the remnants left behind after the fall of this immortal being…

If these fragments of memory truly belong to Zhu Wuyao, then wouldn't she be a deity descended to earth...?

She suppressed her various speculations, refocused her attention, and tried her best to piece together the fragments of memory.

In these fleeting images, Fu Yu even saw someone picking up a pen and copying the "Seven Killings Stele".

The magic pen also saw this scene.

That's right, it's the one featured in the video!

Seeing that Fu Yu was working diligently, Lingbi returned to the material world layer with considerable satisfaction. As soon as she came out, she noticed that the white skeleton was climbing.

"thunder!"

It originally intended to cleave the Jade Corpse Puppet off the cliff, but instead imbued the skeleton with a layer of lightning, making its murderous appearance even more terrifying.

Lingbi muttered something:

"No wonder you took those bones from me..."

Lingbi never considered the Cold Jade Corpse Puppet as her, the one who once wielded the pen.

After all, even a human being cannot mistake the arm that their beloved has fallen off for the person they love.

Its emotional module was incomplete to begin with, and having witnessed slaughter and death in the previous writer's hands, in the eyes of the spirit pen, this skeleton had no value in reminding people of the past, nor did it have the function of conveying grief.

This is just a magical artifact.

She and I are two completely independent individuals.

Looking at the jade corpse puppet surrounded by lightning, Lingbi suddenly turned and glanced at Fu Yu—

If the person's body is gone, but their soul remains intact...

Wouldn't that mean being able to avoid the killing by the Frost Jade Corpse Puppet and remain here forever in soul form to piece together memories?

After a brief consideration, Lingbi felt that this method was the best of both worlds.

This is the optimal solution.

It can try its best to stop the Jade Corpse Puppet, but if it can't stop it and it has to send the person out, it has another option—

Kill her and see if you can preserve her soul intact!

If all else fails, then urgently open the entrance and throw Fu Yu's soul out.

At times like this, it is very fortunate that Zhu Wuyao is not around and will not hinder its efficient problem-solving methods!