"You didn't want to ask about the method of tribulation lightning," Qu Jianlei answered without hesitation. "You already came by that day!"
He was certain that the one speaking to him was none other than the Artifact Spirit of the Celestial Hook Mystic Mansion.
After Yuanyuan's tribulation, this fellow must have sensed it and sneaked over once.
That itself was not strange. What was strange was that once it was discovered, it immediately fled as fast as it could.
They could be considered old acquaintances meeting in a foreign land. Yet upon encountering someone from the Cultivation System, it ran without even saying hello. Just how many guilty deeds had it done? "I did come before, so I remember your aura," the fluctuations in the air continued.
"Didn't you promise me that you would come when you reached the Nascent Soul Realm? Why have you been refusing to form your Nascent Soul?"
How muddled could it possibly be? Qu Jianlei practically wanted to cry.
Just moments ago, it had said only that he looked familiar, and now it remembered to urge him to form his Nascent Soul?
Still, one could not always take a Great Expert's words too seriously. Perhaps it had some other motive.
In any case, this Great Expert's strength was somewhat terrifying. It had directly dragged him who knew how high into the air, then slammed him back down.
So he could only answer honestly. "I'm close to forming my Nascent Soul, but this step is very difficult to cross."
"What's so difficult about crossing it?" the other party said dismissively. "Can't anyone do it?"
Qu Jianlei knew this fellow's mind was sometimes clear and sometimes not, but it still had to be reasonable. It could not keep spouting nonsense, could it? He simply gritted his teeth