Lu Ye examined his Soul Body, intending to find a way to withstand the eruptions of those soul techniques, only to receive an unexpected surprise.
It was not really unexpected, because the Ghost Ship's mark had always been there. He had simply forgotten about it for too long.
After weighing the gains and losses, Lu Ye made his decision.
Admittedly, if he chose the Ghost Ship's mark as the foundation of his Soul Suppressing Mystic Art, future cultivation would be extremely difficult—far more difficult than choosing the Fire Phoenix. The Ghost Ship itself was much more complex than the Fire Phoenix. But if he succeeded in cultivating it, this Soul Suppressing Mystic Art would unquestionably stand among the very best.
Compared to the final reward, what did the early investment matter?
With his mind made up, Lu Ye swept away his previous confusion and hesitation, and his heart suddenly brightened.
He flashed onto a stone pillar and stood firm, then activated his Soul Power and poured it into the Ghost Ship's mark.
Since obtaining this mark, he had activated it several times before. The process required little from him; he merely had to supply the mark with sufficient Soul Power.
His Soul Body trembled as Soul Power continuously drained away. The mark within his Soul Body gave a faint shudder, and a phantom suddenly appeared before Lu Ye out of thin air.
It was the phantom of a great ship—not shaped like the Star Boats that sailed the starry skies, but a true vessel that cleaved through wind and waves upon the sea.
The ship's main body appeared first, followed by its many details. In but a short while, the Ghost Ship reappeared before Lu Ye.
But it was not over yet.
As Lu Ye's Soul Power continued to flow,