[Alright, alright, enough with the cheesy talk, let's get down to business.]

[The commoners in this area have already been cleaned up by that black-eyed white guy, so we don't have to worry about anyone coming over for a while.]

[Just find a random shelter and start sculpting the soul.]

Master Zero murmured casually, his tone as proud as ever, yet with a newfound hint of intimacy.

Previously, he had inadvertently become the property of Yun You, so he always harbored a slight grudge against the little girl. The reason he fought for Yun You was also an action taken out of compulsion.

But now, Master Zero was willing to stand by Yun You's side, fighting for the little girl for who she was... not for any other superfluous reason.

Master Zero didn't know why he had changed, being convinced by a few words from a little girl; this was clearly not consistent with his proud personality.

But as he himself said... this feeling wasn't bad.

"Got it!"

Yun You grinned, dimples faintly appearing on her cheeks.

She casually dismantled some larger bricks, haphazardly assembling them together to create a small, enclosed stone hut. Although drafty, it was barely enough to block passersby's view.

"Begin refining!"

Yun You silently murmured, retracting the Red Scale Giant Claw and dispelling the Power of the Death God's Sequence.

Soul carving is an incredibly meticulous task, with no room for a divided mind, because even a moment's distraction during the sculpting process not only damages the precious soul material but also causes backlash and energy shock to the soul sculptor.

Therefore, the soul sculptor must remove all power before commencing work, approaching it with a completely defenseless posture.

In a certain sense, when engaged in soul carving, it is also the most vulnerable moment for the soul sculptors.

Yun You tightly grasped the boy king's soul.

In the next moment, she felt a blur before her eyes. Everything in the real world faded away like burning paint, replaced by a vast starry sky on the soul level.

Countless stars fell into her mind, imparting some basic techniques of soul carving to her, instructing her on how to sculpt a soul step by step.

Her hands, under the control of her subconscious, began to move, using her fingertips as a knife, her palms as a grindstone, slowly exploring the soul globe, but... she couldn't make that "first cut."

Because it was really too difficult.

It might seem simple at first glance, but in reality, to complete a soul carving, Yun You couldn't afford a single "pixel" error.

She had to draw a pattern different from the soul itself, yet at the same time, ensure the two patterns matched perfectly in the number and color of every pixel. Even a difference of one, or a mistake in one color, would render all previous efforts in vain.

And this was just the first step.

The boy king's soul didn't have too many pixels, yet there were still 30,000 of them, making it really not easy to remember their numbers and all the color types.

[No need to rush, take it slow.]

Master Zero calmly reassured, as if he had long expected Yun You to encounter difficulties.

[Don't just blindly memorize, it's the most inefficient method. Use your soul, the deepest part of your will, to feel this piece of "material," then rely on instinct to paint.]

[Well... of course, it's easier said than done. I'm just suggesting you try it out. If it doesn't work, then just transition using the clumsy method first.]

[In the first attempt at soul carving, those who could grasp "instinctual painting" on the spot are as rare as phoenix feathers, almost all soul sculptors start by the clumsy method, memorizing a pixel per second, then painting for several hours, slowly carving.]

[Don't put too much psychological pressure on yourself...]

As he spoke, Master Zero suddenly discovered that the little girl had moved.

And it wasn't the usual slow, turtle-like movement...

She picked up the "knife" and "grindstone" in her hand, and with a flurry of strokes on the soul canvas in the starry sky, her small hands moved so fast that they nearly disappeared from sight!

Sometimes, she even felt the painting wasn't quick enough, thus started using her left foot, swaying it like a calligraphy brush.

And the pixels on the canvas quickly increased... within just a little while, they had already reached several thousand!

Seeing this, Master Zero was dumbfounded.

He thought Yun You was doodling randomly and instinctively wanted to stop her...

But the words stuck in his throat as he recalled one thing.

The soul is extremely adverse to external interference. Normally, a mistake in any single pixel would forcibly terminate the entire soul carving process.

Yet now, Yun You had drawn so far without any issues, proving that she wasn't scribbling randomly, nor had she made any mistakes.

And judging by this girl's performance, she seemed to have entered a peculiar state of "self-forgetfulness."

She wasn't even using her eyes to view the canvas but letting her subconscious control her body, creating images at will.

Isn't this exactly the method Master Zero just mentioned—using "instinct" and "soul" to create art?

[Goodness... goodness...]

Master Zero widened his eyes, his voice trembling with incredulity.

[How long has it been since I mentioned this method? And you've already fully comprehended it? Damn it... what kind of freak talent is this?]

[To think I used to consider myself a monster every day... humph, now it seems, you are the real monster here.]

Master Zero's heartfelt lament, of course, went unheard by the little girl.

Because at this moment, she was fully immersed in that kaleidoscopic world.

She didn't bother to remember the pixels of the soul because she felt such surface-level details held no significance.

Although Yun You had never engaged in the arts before, if she were to create an "artwork," she wouldn't refer to any materials or textbooks.

Art has never been about high or low, noble or mean; soul carving is the same, only the distinction between love and indifference exists.

So, the little girl would only silently think in her heart, sketch out what she considered perfect, and then replicate it.

This was exactly what she did.

And through a fortunate coincidence, she also fulfilled the first requirement of soul carving—abandoning distractions, believing in oneself.

The soul is the least "material" and least "realistic" part of a person.

If, at the soul level, one still insists on those formalities, binding oneself with the rules and frameworks of this world, not daring to trust one's intuition, and instead resorting to purely "mathematical" pixel counting...

How can such an approach possibly satisfy the souls about to be sculpted?

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