Fortune leaned on disaster, and disaster hid fortune in its folds.
In truth, for Lin Xuan, this was not necessarily a bad thing.
What was True Spirit Origin?
It was the most mysterious treasure of the Golden Moon True Toad. Ordinary magic power could not compare to it by far. It was the most important thing to one who was a True Spirit.
Though only one-tenth remained, if Lin Xuan could absorb it and make it his own, the benefits would be beyond words.
Putting aside everything else, saving him countless years of bitter cultivation was set in stone.
Being able to absorb and refine such a wonderful thing was Lin Xuan's fortune. The problem was that his current situation was somewhat like a weak body unable to withstand strong tonics.
If Lin Xuan were an old monster of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, refining this True Spirit Origin would naturally bring him immense benefits.
But right now, he was merely at the Spirit Division Stage. Even if his strength far surpassed many of his peers, at the root of it all, he was still only a Spirit Division-level immortal cultivator.
To make an improper assumption.
It was as if you, a Core Condensation Realm cultivator, insisted on eating a pill that greatly benefited Nascent Soul Realm cultivators. Was that not seeking death?
A weak body could not withstand strong tonics. The overflowing magic power had nowhere to vent and could burst all the meridians throughout one's body. The principle was much the same as Seedling-Pulling Growth.
That was Lin Xuan's current situation.
However, the specific manifestation was different. True Spirit Origin was not magic power, but something even more mysterious, so Lin Xuan's current situation was even worse.
His meridians would not be burst open, but his entire body was