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As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xiao True Person gave Xu Yuan no chance to argue. The pebble beneath his fingertip slid lightly across the bluestone. His voice remained calm, but every word laid the truth bare:

"True resurrection has never existed. A body that has died completely cannot be revived. Even with a soul attached to it, it would only be a cold, walking corpse—no heartbeat, no breath, no growth. Just an empty shell barely sustained by spiritual energy."

"As long as a cultivator's soul survives, the worst that can happen is becoming a Ghost Cultivator. He may no longer experience the warmth of ordinary life, but his soul can endure.

"But you couldn't accept that. You didn't want to scrape by. You wanted true 'rebirth'—a body that could feel warmth and cold, a heart that could beat, and an unending supply of vitality."

He looked up at Xu Yuan, understanding plain in his eyes. "You know better than anyone that, with today's techniques, making a vessel compatible with your soul isn't difficult. The difficulty lies in giving that vessel life.

"That life isn't something spiritual elixirs can nourish into being. It's vitality born from the essence of life itself, something that sustains the body at its roots and lets it grow and heal on its own. It simply cannot be created by outside forces."

"The essence of life is too abstract to see or touch. No one can discover its true nature or analyze what it's made of, so no one can reproduce it artificially. That's why Genesis became a taboo of the Heavenly Dao, a privilege reserved for the Heavenly Dao alone.

"Of all things in this world, only reproduction can naturally bring forth a new essence of life. That is the rule laid down by