Cang Xu's deduction was highly logical.
The merman youth listened and nodded slightly in agreement. "Your guess is very likely correct."
"But in actual circumstances, there are too many influencing factors."
"After all, your bloodline concentration is very low, and the Hanging Corpse Tree Blood Meridian is only Saint-level. Meanwhile, my Bo Lang Merman Blood Meridian is already approaching 60%, and it is a God-level Blood Meridian. There is even a Legendary-level rank between Saint-level and God-level."
"Next, let's try praying once more."
Cang Xu frowned and quickly waved his hand. "No."
He refused unequivocally.
"There are risks, Commander."
"Your body and soul both need rest and time to adapt."
"Moreover, the divine gift gained through prayer may not be what we want. If it further increases the burden on your body and soul, it will harm you."
"Given the strength of the previous divine gifts, such harm would be considerable for you."
"We cannot take that risk."
The Dragonman Youth shook his head. "But I think that even if there is a divine gift, it will most likely increase my bloodline concentration rather than provide something else."
"There was precedent for this before."
"During my previous period of recuperation and digestion, I would pray involuntarily even in my sleep. Every divine gift I received increased my bloodline concentration."
"This time, I think it will also..."
"Commander!" Cang Xu unusually interrupted the merman youth.
The undead old mage's expression became extremely grave and earnest. "Commander, you need to adjust your mindset."
"The Meilan God's true body is slumbering. You cannot guarantee that the divine gift will be what you desire."
"If you take such a risk and your guess proves wrong, you will certainly be seriously injured."
"And that is not even the most terrifying consequence."
Cang Xu took a