Feng Ling was worried that Feng Lingzi might reverse his core and undergo tribulation in the future, so she still hadn't given up on convincing him to take the Phoenix Soul Fruit. But whenever she brought it up, Feng Lingzi interrupted her again.
"Don't say things like that again." Seeing a faint sadness cross Feng Ling's pretty face, Feng Lingzi's heart softened, and his tone grew gentler. "The juniors risked their lives to fight for the Phoenix Soul Fruit. How could I possibly compete with them? Wouldn't that make me a despicable person?"
"The Phoenix Soul Fruit doesn't only produce one fruit. Ling Tian and the others are still young, with vitality surging through them. By the time their vitality is exhausted, they may have condensed several fruits, or even more. A cultivator can only consume one, so letting Martial Brother have one first isn't a problem." Feng Ling spoke gravely.
"But there are many juniors, too. Xiao Shi, Ling Tian, Wu Ling, Bi Yun—they all have a better chance than us of breaking through to the Saint level and escaping the Lord of the Universe's restraints." Feng Lingzi spoke gravely. Seeing Feng Ling's expression grow even more solemn, he sighed. "But later, we can use some of the Phoenix Soul Fruit's essence to refine Six-Turn Quenching Liquid. That will help us, too. After taking it, our Nascent Souls and bodies will become much stronger, making it easier to reverse our cores the next time."
Knowing that Feng Lingzi was only trying to comfort her, and that she couldn't persuade him, Feng Ling stopped pressing the matter and nodded. Then she changed the subject. "I wonder when the Outer Realm Cultivators will attack. I don't know whether Ling Tian and the others will have come out of the Beast Soul