Seven days later, on the Divine Splendor River.
On the deck of a three-story ship, Chu Yunyun held a palm-sized miniature altar made entirely of black jade, enthusiastically controlling a fist-sized, flame-wreathed Suanni that resembled a lion cub. It searched here and looked there across the deck, then bared its fangs and brandished its claws, striking all manner of fighting poses.
Watching from beside her, Chu Xisheng felt his heart pound with alarm.
The Suanni looked quite adorable, like a little kitten, yet its body contained flames hot enough to melt swords and sabers in an instant.
He was terrified that Chu Yunyun might grow flustered and lose control, as she did with housework, and set the ship on fire.
Fortunately, after practicing for three quarters of an hour, Chu Yunyun withdrew her hand seal and recalled the Suanni into the black jade altar in her palm, where it turned into a ball of flame and vanished.
"I still need more practice." A smile appeared on Chu Yunyun's face. "But your idea was very good. It really does work. I like this gift very much."
She primarily cultivated the art of Imitating Objects and Transforming Forms. The Imitative Transformation she manifested possessed both spirit and intent, with tremendous combat power.
This was clearly beyond what a ninth-rank spell cultivator could accomplish.
Thus, Chu Xisheng's idea was to cloak Imitating Objects and Transforming Forms in a layer of Deity-Summoning Art.
Simply put, she would treat the Suanni she manifested through Imitative Transformation as a deity-summoning herself, in other words.
A ninth-rank spell cultivator could not possibly manifest the true intent of a Suanni through Imitative Transformation. That would be far too shocking to the world.
But if this Suanni were a deity summoned down from heaven, that would be a different