Basically, no?
"Do you even hear what you're saying?"
Vivian looked as if Lan Qingyou's words had genuinely stunned her.
She stared at Lan Qingyou with her mouth hanging wide open in exaggerated disbelief.
She offered them a sliver of hope, then immediately doused it with a bucket of ice water.
That was exactly the sort of thing the sharp-tongued Witch called Lan Qingyou had loved doing in the past.
At that moment,
quite a few Villa members felt as though they had returned to the days when they had first transmigrated.
"Can't be helped. It's something that comes as part of the Altar."
"And cultivating it will probably require a massive amount of Magic Power, barring any surprises."
"But looking at it another way, isn't that a kind of purity?"
Lan Qingyou spoke in baffling terms.
The others listened with utter confusion.
"Why don't you explain this in more detail?"
"At least explain it in a way I can understand."
"In fact, you can just teach us as though we're illiterate."
The group had no shame at all.
They were all family, anyway.
If they were treated like illiterates, then so be it.
Nothing embarrassing about that.
"..."
"Fine..."
Lan Qingyou had not expected these people to have evolved to the point where they could make fun of themselves like this.
So she could only adjust the way she spoke.
"Simply put, cultivating this seed will cause a massive depletion of the Magic Power in the surrounding area."
"This will create a vacuum zone for Magic Power."
"That wouldn't mean much in an ordinary place."
"But what if it were in a Heavy Magic Zone?"
"For example, on a volcano or an icefield."
"A Heavy Magic Zone where Magic Power is normally violent would suddenly lose its Magic Power