Chen Wen glanced at Yao Shan, then said, "She said she had been waiting for you all along, but you were not fated for each other."
Yao Shan's excited expression instantly froze.
It was not that they had never tried; they had simply never found the right method.
Even Yao Tianhen and their Ancestor had been unable to break through the eighth floor.
And they had tried more than once.
Only after they had run out of options did they hold the Pill King Ceremony for outsiders.
Adding the Pill Tower as a reward had also been part of that plan.
Yet what they had never expected was that Chen Wen had truly reached the summit.
Sigh.
Thinking of this, Yao Shan could not help letting out a sigh.
There was something Chen Wen had said that he felt was absolutely right.
In the end, they simply were not fated with the Founding Ancestor.
Sometimes, it truly was not merely a matter of talent and strength.
Chen Wen spoke again. "I obtained two things inside. One was the origin of spiritual energy."
"But you can no longer take that origin of spiritual energy away, because with Senior Yao's permission, I refined it on the spot."
Yao Shan hurriedly said, "That belongs to you. Even if it were something you could take away, I would not allow anyone to set their sights on it."
Chen Wen nodded. He knew Yao Shan meant every word. "There is one more thing. This."
As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and a Spirit Scroll hovered above his palm.
The moment Yao Shan saw it, his pupils abruptly contracted.
Naturally, he knew what a Spirit Scroll represented and what it could do.
Yet he made no unnecessary move. Even as his heart surged like crashing