"Master, why isn't it moving at all? Did I not do something right?" Nezha poked the wooden figure's head but observed no reaction, which caused a hint of panic to arise.
Feng Xue swept her Divine Thought over and said with a slight upturn of her lips:
"It's fine. He had already cultivated to the Immortal Path, achieved the 'Three Flowers Gathering at the Top' and the 'Five Qi Chaoyuan.' You disrupted his progress in one go, his soul body was injured. Later, go find the City God Temple outside the town and place him there; let him be worshipped with incense under the City God for a few years, and he'll be fine."
As she spoke, as though afraid Nezha wouldn't believe her, Feng Xue gathered a trace of spiritual light at her fingertip, and with a poke at the wooden figure, it was as if a red-hot rod had jabbed it, and it suddenly sprang up more than three feet, but after floundering a couple of times, it fell still again.
"See, it's already alive, just unable to move—that's all."
