"Still not enough?"
A rare look of impatience appeared on Luo Chen's face.
Fu Qinglan was full of apology. "I'm sorry. Your little sister's aptitude is slow-witted; even two Illusion Cores were unable to let me advance any further."
Slow-witted aptitude?
Luo Chen shook his head. How could anyone who formed a Nascent Soul at merely three hundred years of age be called slow-witted?
In the end, there was simply too little Spiritual Opportunity contained within the Illusion Cores, insufficient to sustain a cultivator until they comprehended Law True Intent.
What truly dissatisfied him was "time"!
With a beckoning gesture, Luo Chen spoke amid Fu Qinglan's confusion. "Let me see your Illusion Chess Piece."
Though Fu Qinglan did not understand, she did not resist. She handed over her Illusion Chess Piece.
Luo Chen lowered his head to inspect it. Black Light had stained the white Illusion Chess Piece, covering roughly two or three percent of it.
The Mirage Dragon's power would erode the Black Chess Pieces of those who entered the Cave Heaven. The deeper the erosion, the shorter their stay within the Cave Heaven.
And now!
"Two Illusion Cores, one year of time, and it has only eroded this much. In other words, if you remain unable to comprehend Law True Intent, won't we have to stay in this Cave Heaven for decades, or even a century?"
This was the primary reason Luo Chen truly could not accept!
He could not possibly devote nearly a hundred years of his life to someone else's cultivation trial.
Moreover, this differed greatly from Fu Chaosheng's earlier claim that the Heaven Origin Competition would consume at most one or two years.
Where had things gone wrong?
As doubts filled his mind, he saw the hesitant expression on the woman's face opposite him.
Luo