This was also a characteristic of the Kin. Because of certain deeper connections, Kin races were born with a fervent devotion to their creators.
In religious terms, they were natural fanatics, willing to give everything for their masters.
So Andrik didn't care about the danger of losing part of his soul or what he might gain if he succeeded. He cared only about whether he could devote himself to his master.
Lin Zhichen shook his head inwardly. Such fervent faith was certainly precious to gods and rulers, but if they were considered a race, then they seemed rather irrational.
He took matters into his own hands. Golden flames scorched the bound quantum-state soul. Amid its wails, this Mechanical Monarch who had completed Dimensional Ascent was purged of everything that belonged to it personally—
all its emotions and memories. Only the purest things remained, such as its knowledge of mechanical technology, its understanding of High-Dimensional Space-Time, and, most importantly, its insights into the sublimation of Mechanical Life.
If the previous incineration had been like wild, indiscriminate mountain-clearing fire, burning away every trait, then what Lin Zhichen was doing now was more like crafting a miniature sculpture. Each stroke was painstakingly precise as he stripped away unnecessary thoughts and emotions,
so they wouldn't contaminate Andrik's consciousness. This also eliminated hidden dangers. Even a Legendary Tier Hero at the very peak of the tier faced a dangerous gamble when trying to devour an Ascendant's soul, even with a Saint's help.
This unknown Mechanical Monarch of the same Kin could easily devour Andrik in turn and take over his body, even if it left behind only the faintest trace of consciousness or instinct. Such an ability was merely one of the most basic and insignificant traits of a High-Dimensional Lifeform.
Fortunately, Lin Zhichen was