The Nascent Soul Dao Sword alone was still not enough.
During the process of Mind Splitting Meng Yunyao's soul, Fang Xiao's mental consciousness also needed to cooperate.
Otherwise, how could he ensure that the separated portion would likewise be loyal to him?
And this was not something that could be accomplished in one stroke.
After all, Meng Yunyao did not subjectively wish to acknowledge Fang Xiao as her master.
Yet consciousness was simply that strange.
So long as one had considered a certain matter, no matter how fiercely one resisted it, one could not erase the possibility of it arising.
Therefore, separating out that portion of consciousness willing to submit to Fang Xiao would likely require some time.
Of course, if Meng Yunyao showed signs of soul extinction due to the overly frequent splitting, he would promptly stop and give her time to recover.
The sword spirit had heard of such strange methods capable of splitting mental consciousness, but it had never witnessed one firsthand.
Thus, it was immensely curious as well.
As the Nascent Soul Dao Sword acted freely within Meng Yunyao's soul, the color gradually drained from her face.
After some time, her complexion had become so deathly pale that she was nearly indistinguishable from a corpse.
Seeing this, the sword spirit could not help but speak.
"Mind your limits. Don't accidentally kill her.
Otherwise, it may become quite troublesome."
Across endless years, it had witnessed countless rising geniuses of the Yao Clan.
Yet the vast majority ultimately lacked talent in the sword Dao.
The only one who had shown hope had also fallen during the third trial.
Thus, the sword spirit was deeply eager for someone to inherit Heavenly Sword Mountain's legacy.
"Rest assured. With me here, even if she wishes to die, she will not be