"A Mutated Martial Soul is like a piece of red-hot iron that has yet to be shaped. As long as new materials are added and it continues to be forged, no matter how poor its foundation, there is always hope that it will take shape.
"But an ordinary Martial Soul is different.
"It is an object that has already been formed. If you want to reshape it, you must melt it down and forge it anew.
"The pain and risks involved are something Senior can surely imagine."
Yu Mingfei spoke sincerely, though there was a trace of regret in his gaze as he looked at Ning Rongrong.
Chen Xin's body trembled. He clearly understood that Yu Mingfei was telling the truth.
"Yes, destruction before rebirth! Only by breaking can one rebuild! Especially when it comes to a Martial Soul!"
He understood the difficulty of this matter, but he had no intention of giving up. In his eyes, Yu Mingfei was already the person most likely to accomplish it.
After all, Yu Mingfei himself was half an example.
From a worthless Martial Soul to manifesting a dragon form as he did now, he could even fight across ranks and win with ease.
"Mingfei, then what do you think would be the best way to make up for the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda's flaw?"
Yu Mingfei lowered his head and rolled his eyes helplessly.
What other way is there? Either a Deity steps in, or she eats an Immortal Herb.
I do have a Aromatic Silk Beauty, but why should I give it to you?
Yu Mingfei pretended to ponder before shaking his head.
"This junior's knowledge is limited. My Martial Soul Mutation was merely a fortunate coincidence.
"Senior has also seen the two springs before us."
Chen Xin and Ning