So he was dissatisfied with its age.
"Easy enough."
Su Ming hurriedly gave his assurance.
"Within a year, I'll have Light Cluster help you raise this Soul Ring to fifteen thousand years. After that, we'll do as I just said and add a hundred years every month. How does that sound?"
"Of course, you can also visit the Spirit Ascension Platform yourself. The spirit power you obtain there can still increase this Soul Ring's age. If you go often enough and work efficiently, your fifth Soul Ring could transform into a hundred-thousand-year ring within fifty years."
Xu Yuan swallowed that pie in the sky.
Su Ming's feat of condensing a Soul Ring out of thin air was outrageous by any measure.
Besides, when he considered things on the assumption that Su Ming wasn't lying, he found that everything Su Ming had done seemed sincere.
Three purple, one black, and two red rings might actually be real. This man might truly be a monstrously talented Soul Master.
After all, even a liar wouldn't lie like this.
As for Light Cluster, the Soul Spirit who could conjure Soul Rings out of nothing, he might be Su Ming's hundred-thousand-year Soul Spirit.
Light Cluster pricked up his ears, excitement written across his face.
For a Soul Ring he had condensed to advance, he, its creator, had to advance first.
Did that mean Su Ming was ready to lift his restrictions?
As for Su Ming's pie-in-the-sky promise of reaching a hundred thousand years in fifty years, Light Cluster ignored it outright.
Fifty years—what an eternity.
Light Cluster couldn't even be bothered to wait ten years.
Instead, Su Ming's promise of reaching ten thousand years within a year was a pie Light Cluster felt he could actually sink his teeth into.
"Light Cluster, you don't need