Cultivation is Creation

I sat cross-legged on the floor of my room with a small wooden stand in front of me supporting the jade slip that contained the Heart's Bridge Method. I'd cleared away everything else, creating a clean space for practice – no distractions, just me and an ancient technique.

"Are you ready?" Azure asked.

I nodded and then reached forward to activate the jade slip.

Information poured into my head like water, carrying with it the accumulated wisdom of whoever had developed this technique. It felt different to any other technique I had learned.

Most cultivation methods were precise, rigid things – do this exactly this way, channel qi through these exact meridians, maintain this specific mental state. The Heart's Bridge was... softer somehow. More like guidelines than absolute rules.

"This is fascinating," Azure commented as we absorbed the information together. "The technique doesn't try to force a connection – it creates a framework and lets the souls find their own way to each other."

I studied the basic principles. The method started with meditation, but not the usual kind where you tried to empty your mind or focus on a single point. Instead, you had to reach a state of... openness? That wasn't quite the right word, but it was close. You needed to be aware of your own soul while simultaneously being receptive to the presence of another.

"It's like..." I searched for the right comparison. "Like trying to hear a very faint sound. If you strain too hard, you'll miss it. But if you relax and just... listen..."

"A good analogy," Azure agreed. "The technique seems to emphasize finding natural points of resonance between souls rather than forcing them to align."

The next section detailed how to extend your spiritual sense outward, creating what the technique called a 'bridge of understanding.' This wasn't about projecting power or establishing dominance – it was more like offering your hand to someone, letting them choose whether or not to take it.

"The energy requirements are interesting," Azure noted. "It says here that while qi is traditionally used, the technique can work with 'any energy that carries the essence of the soul.'"

That caught my attention. “Why does it sound like they’re aware of other energy systems?”

“Either it is referring to energies in other worlds or it could be referring to the different energy in different cultivation realms, like Life Realm energy?”

I nodded, it could be that.

"So theoretically, it could work with the energy from the Two Suns world?" I asked.

"If that energy is capable of carrying soul resonance, yes. The technique seems remarkably adaptable."

I continued reading, absorbing the subtle variations and possible pitfalls. The jade slip contained several case studies – examples of both successful and failed bonding attempts. Some of the failures were particularly instructive. Trying to force a bond never worked, nor did attempting to bond with an unwilling partner. The most successful bonds formed when both parties approached each other as equals, each offering what they could while accepting what was offered in return.

"Time to practice?" Azure suggested after we'd reviewed the material several times.

I nodded, shifting slightly to find a more comfortable position. The first step was achieving that state of receptive awareness. I closed my eyes, letting my breath fall into a natural rhythm. The technique suggested starting with your own soul – not trying to change or direct it, just becoming aware of its presence.

This part was harder than I expected. I'd never actually tried to feel my own soul before. Most cultivation techniques focused on qi pathways or spiritual energy, but this was different – trying to sense the very essence of who I was.

"Try thinking about how it feels when your soul leaves your body," Azure suggested. "You've experienced that sensation before."

He had a point. I focused on that memory – the weightless feeling of being between bodies, that sense of being purely myself without any physical form. Gradually, I began to perceive something... deeper than qi, more fundamental than spiritual energy. It felt like a vast ocean of consciousness, simultaneously familiar and mysterious. Within it, I could sense echoes of my connection to Azure, like ripples in still water, adding layers of complexity I hadn't expected to find.

"Don't worry about the differences," Azure advised. "Remember, the technique is meant to be flexible. Focus on understanding your soul as it is, not as the manual suggests it should be."

Right. I relaxed, letting go of my preconceptions. My soul was what it was – a unique combination of this world and another, shaped by my experiences and choices.

Once I felt comfortable with my own soul-state, I began practicing the next step – extending that awareness outward. The technique described it as "creating ripples in the pool of spiritual awareness," but I found it easier to think of it as extending tendrils of perception.

"Careful," Azure warned as I pushed my awareness out too forcefully. "You're trying too hard. Remember the sound analogy – gentle attention, not forceful searching."

I pulled back, trying again with a lighter touch. This time I managed to extend my awareness about a meter in all directions without disrupting the delicate state of receptivity. It wasn't much, but it was a start.

"Better," Azure encouraged. "Now try maintaining it while moving slightly."

That turned out to be significantly harder. The slightest shift in position threatened to break my concentration, sending ripples through the field of awareness I'd created. It took nearly an hour of practice before I could reliably maintain the state while making small movements.

"This would be easier if I had something to actually try bonding with," I muttered after another failed attempt to extend my range. "Practicing the method without a partner feels like..."

"Like practicing a dance with an invisible partner?" Azure suggested.

"Exactly." I opened my eyes, rolling my shoulders to work out the stiffness. "I can learn the steps, but without someone to respond to, it's all theoretical."

"True, but better to master the basics now than fumble them when it really matters."

He had a point. I closed my eyes again, returning to that state of receptive awareness. This time I tried something different – instead of extending my perception in all directions, I focused on a single point, imagining the vine was there. I remembered how it had felt when we were together.

To my surprise, this worked better than my previous attempts. My awareness extended further, more stably, guided by the memory of that connection.

"Interesting," Azure mused. "Your emotional connection to the vine seems to help focus the technique."

"Makes sense," I replied, carefully maintaining the state. "The manual said bonds form best when there's already some kind of connection or understanding between the participants."

I practiced like this for another hour, alternating between different approaches. Sometimes I focused on the memory of the vine, other times I tried to maintain a more general awareness. Both had their advantages – the focused approach was stronger but more limited, while the general awareness was weaker but more flexible.

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"Your control is improving," Azure noted. "Try adding some qi now – just a little, enough to give the awareness some substance."

This was tricky. Too much qi would overwhelm the delicate state of receptivity, too little wouldn't provide enough structure to support a potential bond. I had to find exactly the right balance, like adding a single drop of water to a full cup without making it overflow.

The first few attempts went about as well as you'd expect. My awareness field collapsed the moment I tried to channel qi into it, or the qi would flow too strongly and disrupt everything. But gradually, through careful trial and error, I began to get a feel for it.

"There," Azure said as I finally managed to maintain both the awareness and a steady thread of qi. "That's what it should feel like. Now try moving again."

I shifted slightly, keeping my attention split between the delicate balance of awareness and qi. To my surprise, it was actually easier than before – the qi provided a kind of structure that helped maintain the field even when I moved.

"The manual mentioned this," Azure reminded me. "The energy doesn't just power the technique, it helps stabilize it. Like a framework supporting a bridge."

I practiced this new configuration for another hour, gradually increasing the complexity of my movements while maintaining the field. By the end, I could stand up and walk slowly around my room without losing the state entirely, though any sudden movements still disrupted it.

"Enough for now?" Azure suggested as the sun began to set.

I nodded, carefully letting the field dissipate. My head was starting to ache from maintaining such precise control for so long. "Yeah, I think I've got the basics down. The rest will probably depend on having an actual partner to work with."

"And whether the technique can adapt to the Two Suns world's energy," Azure added.

That was the real question. The Heart's Bridge Method seemed flexible enough in theory, but would it actually work with a completely different type of energy? The manual had examples of bonds forming between cultivators of different elements, different cultivation realms, even between cultivators and spirit beasts with unusual energy types, but nothing quite like what we were planning to attempt.

"At least we know more than we did this morning," I said, standing up to stretch properly. "The basic principles make sense, and I can maintain the necessary state of awareness. Now we just need to..."

I trailed off as something occurred to me.

"Need to what?" Azure prompted.

"We need to figure out how to get back to the Two Suns world without going through a breakthrough," I said slowly. "I'm pretty sure I can do it, the two suns are my link, and I can feel them calling to me, almost begging me to return to their world. But I've never actually tried it before."

I sat back down, letting my breath fall into a natural rhythm. The past few hours practicing the Heart's Bridge Method had drained me more than I'd expected. Soul techniques required a delicate touch, and maintaining that state of awareness had taken its toll.

"Take your time," Azure advised. "There's no rush."

He was right. If I was going to attempt something as complex as deliberately traveling between worlds, I needed to be at my best. I focused on my breathing, drawing in the qi-rich air of the sect. With each breath, I could feel my energy slowly replenishing.

The sun had set completely by the time I felt ready, moonlight streaming through my window and casting soft shadows across the floor.

"Better?" Azure asked as I opened my eyes.

I nodded, rolling my shoulders to work out any lingering stiffness. "Much better. Now for the hard part."

I shifted position slightly, making sure I was comfortable. This might take a while, and I didn't want anything distracting me.

"Remember," Azure said, "you've made this journey before. The connection is already there, you just need to find it."

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and turned my attention inward. By now, forming a spiritual body in my inner world was smoother, more natural. One moment I was sitting in my room, the next I was floating in that impossible space where physics held no sway.

The Genesis Seed towered before me, its roots spreading through the quadrants of my inner world. But it wasn't the seed that held my attention – it was the suns.

The red sun pulsed with familiar energy, calling to me like a beacon. It was the same energy that filled my fundamental rune. But the blue sun... its call was different, gentler somehow, yet no less insistent.

"Both of them," I murmured. "They're connections."

"The bridge between worlds," Azure agreed.

I reached out with my awareness, not fighting the pull but not surrendering to it either. The suns' orbits began to accelerate, their light intensifying until it filled my inner world. The Genesis Seed seemed to respond, its branches swaying in a nonexistent wind.

"The connection is growing stronger," Azure observed. "But you're maintaining control."

He was right. Unlike previous transitions, where I'd been yanked between worlds, this felt... deliberate. Like following a well-marked path instead of being swept away by a current.

The light grew brighter still, and I felt that familiar sensation of my soul preparing to leave my body. But this time, I wasn't afraid. I understood what was happening now.

"I'll be back soon," I promised, though whether I was speaking to Azure, my body, or this world itself, I wasn't sure.

Then I let go.

The void wasn't empty as I'd first thought. Streams of energy flowed through it like rivers of light, some familiar like qi, others completely alien.

The suns’ pull guided me through this cosmic maze, their energy wrapping around my soul like a protective cocoon. The streams of energy around me began to coalesce, taking on more definite shapes. I could feel myself being drawn toward a particular point, like a leaf caught in a gentle whirlpool.

The sensation of movement increased, and suddenly I was accelerating, the void blurring around me. But there was no fear this time, no sense of being out of control. This was right – this was how it was supposed to be.

Colors began to bleed back into my perception – first just hints, then whole spectrums I had no names for. The void thinned, reality starting to reassert itself around me.

I could feel another body waiting, like a familiar garment ready to be worn. My consciousness reached out, settling into it with ease. The transition was smooth, almost natural, as if I'd been doing this my whole life.

The last threads of void-space fell away, and sensation rushed back in a flood – the weight of armor, the smell of woodsmoke, the warmth of two suns on my skin.

I twisted to the side, feeling the wind as an arrow passed by my cheek. The projectile thudded into the wooden post behind me, exactly where my head had been a moment before.

Maya stared at me, her hand still extended where she'd meant to pull me to safety. "Has fear addled your wits, To—" Her words cut off abruptly as she registered my movement. "How did you..."

I turned to face her with a smile on my face.

I was back.

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