Talisman Reincarnation - All My Clones Are Dao Ancestors-Chapter 159: Contemplating the Path

On the other side, Fu Xian was sitting in the dark room, observing the movement on Teigu’s side.

This was the first time he properly heard an introduction into the path of shamanism –

"Now I understand why there are so many cultivators among the tribal people.

They simply don’t care about spiritual roots like Immortal Dao cultivators do.

Rather, they focus on the affinity with nature or the bravery of warriors.

If you have an affinity with nature, you can directly follow the path of a shaman.

The only issue is that while everyone has an affinity with nature, not everyone can contract a spirit.

Maybe the spirits don’t like you, maybe your affinity with nature is too mixed, or maybe even when you perform the ritual, you make a mistake, eternally being rejected by the path of shamanism.

I can see that while it seems to be open to everyone, actually, it’s like the art of formations.

Technically, everyone can try their hand at formations. But realistically, 99% of people fail at it and never enter.

If you know and have the ability to become a shaman but don’t become one, then technically you are like a cultivator with spiritual roots who doesn’t know he has spiritual roots.

As for warriors, well... they seem to have a similar path to that of Martial Artists in the Human Dao, but warriors encompass a lot more. It also doesn’t seem to care much about aptitude but rather about willpower...

To understand and analyse it further, I would need to have Teigu get close to a warrior."

Fu Xian had a deep interest in every path since he entered cultivation –

It was like every path enlightened him differently.

Maybe that was why he awakened such an ability as cloning.

Every of his clones followed a different path, a true tapestry of cultivation, an image that can’t be described in simple words.

"Maybe it’s time to get new clones again?"

His origin was recovering and he had the surplus of last time to create new clones.

"When I return to the city, I should have already reached a point where I can calmly cultivate without distractions.

Teigu shall enter the path of shamanism for now. I want to see what he can accomplish on this path. Maybe it can help him grow his dream path... a Dream Butterfly Spirit sounds good, doesn’t it?

Mu Yan is also about to fully take control of the county. I hope that once he does, he can dedicate his energy to stabilising the county and controlling the whole fortune.

With the Fortune Pool, I might even be able to complete my own task of creating ten top-quality low-grade third-stage talismans, allowing me to open my own shop.

Diluting Mu Yan’s thoughts into making him feel the rise and fall of the fortune pool will be a bit difficult, but after some time, I should be able to make him completely ignore it."

While Mu Yan, Teigu and those coming in the future were independent on paper, from the start, their mind have been controlled by the talisman.

Their whole foundation was based on his actions, so they had no way of realising it.

"They are facets of me in a different body, but at their core, they are still a part of me. Lying to myself seems a bit weird, but doesn’t everyone do that occasionally?"

He looked out of the window at the moon, reminiscing of the things that happened these past few months.

His life had been more exciting than even back then, when he fled from a different kingdom to the Tingle Kingdom as a simple Qi Refining cultivator.

"Such a long time has passed, yet it feels like everything happened just yesterday..."

...

Fu Xian’s thoughts spread over to his clones subconsciously. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Teigu felt like the path of shamanism had great potential and that it could benefit him a lot. He had various ideas and continued to listen to the Great Shaman Wutu, gradually forming a plan on how to progress. The other tribal people around him were also absorbed into the path of shamanism.

...

On the other hand, Mu Yan, in the stark night, also looked at the stars, feeling like his plans were gradually blossoming.

*Knock* *Knock*

"Come in," he said, already sensing the two that knocked at his door.

"Father, we apologize for disturbing you at night." Yuanhan and Yuanyun came in, apologizing at the same time.

"Why apologize? Nothing you do disturbs me.

Come here, and sit next to me.

Did you find it difficult to fall asleep?"

"Mhm..." Yuanyun nodded, his eyes droopy, betraying his sleepiness.

Yuanhan concealed it better, but she barely stood still, exhausted because she couldn’t sleep well the past few days.

"Why are you guys so sleepy? Is something troubling you?"

"Father, will you be disappointed if we fail?" Yuanhan was more direct and asked right away.

"Why do you think so?" Mu Yan asked while putting her hair behind her ears, smiling.

"You two won’t disappoint me no matter what.

Are you pressured because of all the high cultivators we’ve been seeing these days?

Don’t worry, father will take care of this."

"We know father will take care of it... but, shouldn’t we take care of it?" Yuanyun, ever so focused on governance, asked.

"You two are young and haven’t even cultivated for long. Only your education in the school can be accounted to having learned a few things.

But the world is vast and every path is deep.

Political intrigue and such are difficult and can’t be learned in a day or two.

You might think that I’m young, but in fact, I’ve had rigorous training through the Eunuch Palace, allowing me to stand where I am now, without fearing the repercussions of offending higher cultivators.

And you, don’t worry about whether you will be good. Just focus on your own path.

It’s fine if you take longer or follow a different path. As long as you can proudly walk the path of your own choice, you will succeed. I know that!"