"Blade soul?" Koyuan Yoshiki seemed so angry he laughed. "If I could install a blade soul into this sword, how would that be any different from forging another Magatsu Blade?"
"Wasn't that your dream all along?" Amamiya Haruki asked.
He shook his head. "Back then, Okuninushi drew upon the entire foundation of the Earthly Gods just to forge nine Magatsu Blades. And now, with just one blacksmith hiding away in some mountain valley, you think I can forge a Magatsu Blade whenever I say so? What do you take Magatsu Blades for?"
"When Okuninushi forged those blades, most of the effort went into forging their bodies and special properties—the rain of Rain Collapse, the paper cranes of Thousand Cranes, the ultra-long-range projection of Black Rope... But now, you can skip that entire process."
Amamiya Haruki pointed at the two halves of Zhanbai. "This blade has already been forged, and it possesses its own special property. Whether in material or ability, it has nothing to do with a Magatsu Blade itself. The only thing it lacks is a blade soul.
"As long as you can give it a blade soul, it will become the tenth Magatsu Blade in this world."
"What do you think blade souls are? Cabbages you can just hand out whenever you want?" Koyuan Yoshiki spoke with stern seriousness:
"There are extremely strict requirements for becoming a blade soul.
"First, the soul cannot have been separated from its body for too long without being nourished by it. Once its soul power dissipates, it is no longer complete. The integrity of the soul is a necessary condition for becoming a blade soul.
"Second, the soul must have possessed immense strength in life, enough to bear the blade's power. If its soul strength is insufficient, it will be crushed by