As the last wisp of Black Energy was drawn out, the boy's ragged breathing gradually steadied.
Daoist Wang tapped points across the boy's body with his Sword Finger. The boy groaned painfully in his coma, turned his head, and spat out a mouthful of Black Blood. Wang Jixuan caught it precisely with an alloy basin and burned it away with True Fire.
Done.
Though it had cost quite a bit of spiritual power, the root cause of the boy's illness had been removed.
Wang Jixuan took out two talismans. He placed the Soul Calming Talisman on the boy's forehead and the Demon Sealing Talisman on that chunk of frozen meat, then held the meat up and studied it carefully.
There was no fully formed Remnant Soul of Blade Beast inside. There was only pure resentment.
Calling it resentment was not quite accurate. It was more like... some kind of Southern Border witch curse from the Cultivation World?
Did the Blade Beasts possess such a curse mechanism naturally? Or had the resentment been produced by the remnant souls within the crystal cores when the 13th Institute used them?
Daoist Wang could not yet be certain. More research was needed.
He did not need to worry too much about the Remnant Soul of Blade Beast inside the crystal-core artifact he used himself. If the thing dared to emerge, he would simply destroy it.
But for the crystal cores used in the greatsword he had forged for Ling Tong, the Remnant Souls of Blade Beasts within had to be purged beforehand.
Keep studying. The sea of learning is boundless; there's barely enough time even for meditation.
Wang Jixuan waited a little longer, and the boy's pale complexion gradually turned rosy.
Wang Jixuan retrieved the Soul Calming Talisman, cleaned up the mess nearby, and