Rebirth Mantra?
Number Five quickly became proficient at reciting those strange syllables. Once she finished, a faint golden glow rose around her. Yet she could not use that golden light; she could only sense its power and feel the psionic energy within her being mobilized.
Wu Man was also scratching his head over this.
He learned everything at once. The moment he finished chanting a scripture, it took effect.
Wang Jixuan revealed the answer with a single remark from beside them. "Do you have a Psionic Energy Circuit in your body that manages psionic energy allocation?"
This child, Number Five, was quite honest:
"Yes. It's the most basic one.
"We have a complete set of Psionic Energy Circuits to allocate psionic energy to the corresponding body-control circuits. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to suppress my injuries this long."
"Try shutting that circuit down."
"Shut it down... I'll try..."
Number Five closed her eyes and concentrated, then recited the syllables once more. This time, brilliant Buddhist light burst around her, coating her in a thick layer of gold.
That was still far from enough.
Wang Jixuan met Number Five's gaze. He watched her eyes, trying to determine whether she was deliberately playing pitiful to coax more skills out of him, or whether she truly could not do it.
Before long, the Daoist had his answer.
She truly could not even get through the door.
For Psionicists like Wu Man, the Qi in their bodies was Mottled Qi, and they themselves only controlled one or two Psionic Energy Circuits. When chanting scriptures, they quickly found the feeling.
But Spiritual Practitioners had Qi imbued with attributes by their Core Circuits. Logically speaking, it should have been closer to magical power...
As Wang Jixuan watched Number Five practice over and over, he pondered