Jia Meng, of course, had no idea that his seemingly casual remark had already stirred up a tremendous wave in the cultivation world.
After all, before the public recruitment even began, the Jia Meng Family's young master had already attracted the close attention of all kinds of forces.
Now, with the family's clansmen's Soul Force soaring by leaps and bounds, it was only natural that countless interested parties would start probing into the matter.
Unfortunately, most people could only bury their envy and resentment deep in their hearts and work tirelessly to improve their own Soul Force.
There were exceptions, however: the other four families, each of which also had a godchild.
"Your Highness, do you have any way to help the entire clan improve its Soul Force, like Jia Meng?"
An elder from one of the other four families spoke up, his face full of concern as he looked at the godchild who was only a few years old.
"What I want to awaken is an unlimited curse spirit, not a Crimson Rank curse spirit. That would really be like dying before I even got started!"
The godchild, Wu Sihui, was already impatient. Even his voice had risen.
"Don't make that disappointing face. How could an unlimited curse spirit possibly be worse than a Crimson Rank curse spirit?!"
The elder looked at the godchild with a deeply disappointed expression. Wu Sihui's face twitched, and he teleported away on the spot.
"We already have six godchildren, and you still aren't satisfied? You're even hoping for a Crimson Rank curse spirit. An unlimited curse spirit is the real limit!"
Wu Sihui floated in the air, looking up at the sky with an absent-minded expression.
"Why should I have to be 'satisfied'?"
Wu Sihui suddenly came to his senses. He didn't even