What did two or three million units of Dao Force mean? For an ordinary Fusion Dao cultivator, the maximum reserve of Dao Force within their body was one thousand. That meant that even if he drained all his strength with every nurturing session, he would have to repeat the process two or three thousand times!
And this was only the second hurdle. If there was a chance later, once Fang advanced to a Supreme Treasure, the cost of nurturing it would be even greater.
Only Lu Ye, with vast quantities of Dao Fish in hand, could afford such an expense. If an ordinary Fusion Dao cultivator encountered this, they could only rely on time to slowly grind through it. The years consumed would not be one or two—it would likely be measured in centuries or millennia.
The Weapon Race, as one's own Dao Soldier, possessed obvious advantages. In truth, the Weapon Race counted as a kind of living being. They simply did not possess vitality like flesh-and-blood creatures did. They had tremendous potential for growth and could provide their weapon master with greater boosts in power.
But the price and effort required were also far greater.
As far as Lu Ye knew, the Dao Force required to nurture an ordinary Dao Soldier could not compare at all to that required for nurturing a Weapon Race.
This showed just how tremendous a price Ba Qiu had paid to nurture Shang to the level of a Supreme Treasure.
As he recuperated, he continued nurturing the Crag Mountain Saber. The Dao Force reserves on the Talent Tree drained away like floodwaters bursting through a breached dam, and Lu Ye took out more Dao Fish to refine and replenish them.
Two months later.
Lu Ye and Zhu Yin were practicing the Power of Time