The Training Room door slowly closed, shutting out every sound from outside.
Lin Sheng sat cross-legged on a cushion and placed the fist-sized gray crystal on the stand before him.
A layer of murky gray mist shrouded its surface. Its uneven edges made it look no different from ordinary ore. Only up close could he faintly sense the gentle yet weighty aura of rules hidden within.
Little Black leaped down from his shoulder and crouched beside the jade stand, both amber eyes fixed on the crystal. Its tail swayed unconsciously, and it looked thoroughly intrigued.
"Master, this thing might look shabby, but the Molten Form Power inside is the real deal. It's just wrapped in too much void residue and too many impure rules. They've sealed away all the true essence." It tilted its head up at Lin Sheng, sounding quite certain.
"How do I strip away these tangled powers of rules?" Lin Sheng tapped the crystal's surface with a fingertip. The gray mist stirred slightly, but he still could not find a way in.
He could sense the Molten Form resonance within, but that impure shell blocked it firmly, like watching a fire through a thick wall—he could not make it out clearly.
"Easy." Little Black hooked its paws over the alloy stand's edge and nodded its little head, speaking rather lazily.
"Haven't you mastered meltform rules? Use your own meltform rules as a guide and slowly seep into the crystal along its grain. Meltform rules govern assimilation and transformation, after all. Powers of the same origin attract each other, so those impure traces from the void will naturally be squeezed out bit by bit. Just take it slowly. Rush it, and you could scatter the origin power inside."
Lin Sheng nodded slightly and said no more.
He stilled