After reading the panel, Lynn was astonished. This soul had spent nine years developing in the simulated world and actually risen several ranks.
He turned the golden ball of light over and examined it closely again.
After the simulation, this soul origin had not suffered any damage. Instead, it was purer than before.
The stray thoughts, chaotic fragments of memory, and innate rough edges had all been smoothed away by nine years of life in the simulated world.
Like a stone in a riverbed washed by flowing water for nine years, all its sharp edges were gone, leaving only a smooth, solid core.
The density of this soul core was also several times greater than before the simulation.
It had also gained many memories, emotions, and cultivation experiences from those nine years. Its value had increased beyond measure.
The innermost rings faintly traced the circulation patterns of the Corona Breathing Technique. Combat instinct and emotional memories intertwined in the middle, while a warm emotional foundation enveloped the outermost layer.
Every time that child had trained, every battle he had fought, every laugh, and every tear over those nine years had been etched into it.
The simulation was false, but the soul's growth was real.
"So it can do this too," Lynn murmured.
"The simulated world can nurture souls. After nine years, its soul strength increased severalfold. If I picked a few promising ones and put them in there to grow..."
This was indeed a good approach. Lynn already possessed the ability to form physical bodies. By cultivating high-quality souls and then forming bodies for them, he could obtain subordinates with great potential and absolute loyalty.
It was like gaining the authority of "creation."
However, even souls with great potential needed time and resources to cultivate, so this was of little