"Your true spirit's foundation is damaged now, and even your true nature has suffered badly. Recovering naturally with time is basically impossible."
Little Black paused, scraped its claws against the ground, and grew a little more somber.
"If you leave it too long, it might even get worse. Your understanding of the rules could regress."
Lin Sheng nodded slightly. He had noticed that himself.
The true spirit was the foundation of cultivation. Damage to it could, at best, leave one's cultivation stagnant; at worst, it could destroy one's foundation entirely.
He had gambled too much this time, and the lingering consequences were far more troublesome than he had anticipated.
Little Black hesitated, seemingly remembering something, then shuffled a few steps closer. Its round eyes fixed on Lin Sheng with a hint of barely perceptible urgency.
"But... try sensing it carefully now. Can you feel the true nature that belongs to me inside your true spirit?"
That wisp of its Origin Qi was still sealed deep within Lin Sheng's true spirit.
It had thought it could retrieve it once he woke up. From the looks of things now, that would not be so easy.
Lin Sheng closed his eyes and concentrated for a while, then slowly shook his head.
"No. My true spirit is a mass of chaos right now. Never mind sensing true nature-even looking inward is blurry."
Cracks riddled his true spirit. Sending his consciousness into it brought waves of stabbing pain, let alone precisely locating that wisp of Origin Qi.
"All right..."
Little Black's ears drooped instantly. Although it had anticipated this possibility, once it was confirmed, it could not hide the disappointment on its face. Its tail sagged limply as it squatted on the ground and pawed at its own claws, radiating an indescribable dejection.
It had