"So it turns out, so it turns out, there's no such thing as a soul, no such thing as the relationship between spirit and soul, Fula, from beginning to end, it was only..." Luo'er held back and clamped his mouth shut, opting not to continue to provoke Fulajie'er.
Seeing this, Xia Yue sighed softly and then waved her hand, instantly wrapping the curled-up Fulajie'er in a tangible bubble.
"Let's let her calm down a bit. We shouldn't provoke her anymore," Xia Yue said, shaking her head.
"She can't hear our conversation now, can she?" Luo'er asked, staring at the bubble.
"Yes, if you have any other questions, ask them quickly," Xia Yue replied.
"This means, even if we clone her using the cells of Fula's corpse, we can't let the current her enter that body, right?" Luo'er asked, frowning.
"Exactly, the current her is essentially a magic power component; unless that body can be immune to Magic Power Erosion, death is inevitable," Xia Yue shrugged and said.
