With a tremor running through his soul, Liszt, with A Ke's help, successfully stripped away the lingering malice belonging to the Phoenix from his soul and injected it into the petrified Phoenix egg through a magic array.
What he stripped away at the same time was also a wisp of his own consciousness. A thought akin to a spiritual imprint mingled into the Phoenix egg, serving as guidance for the Phoenix that would one day hatch from it—the thought within this spiritual imprint was simple: it would continually imprint the Flame Family upon it.
It was laying the groundwork for his descendants to tame the Phoenix in the future—he had a feeling that he himself would probably never live to see a new Phoenix be born.
"Brother, the Phoenix egg already has the breath of life. As long as it is returned to its original place to hatch again, perhaps, many years from now, a new Phoenix will rise from the flames once more."
A Ke said, "Also, based on Brother's description, A Ke designed a simple magic array for the Phoenix's nesting place. It can help the Phoenix Bloodstone gather fire-elemental magic power more efficiently, and perhaps it will be quite helpful to the Phoenix's gestation."
"That would be excellent."
Stripping away a portion of his soul containing consciousness did not cause Liszt much of an adverse reaction, nor did it leave him utterly exhausted.
Here, the soul was the condensation of spiritual power. Yet it seemed to be a nonrenewable resource, unless new life was being conceived.
For example, a bird egg began as a lifeless mass of liquid, only to eventually grow a soul and become a living creature.
Human pregnancy was much the same. Two cells fused together, eventually growing into a lump of flesh that