"Teacher Jiang Li, I really have heard Da Ming and Er Ming mention that method of condensing a Soul Core before..."
Xiao Wu twisted her fingers together and stammered, "But... only when us Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts are preparing to break through the second heavenly tribulation and reach two hundred thousand years of cultivation will the inherited memories deep within our bloodline automatically unlock and tell us."
Seeing how useless Xiao Wu was being, Jiang Li was rendered speechless.
Sure enough, he never should have held any unrealistic expectations for a soul beast like the Soft Bone Rabbit, one sitting at the bottom of the food chain.
A stupid rabbit whose head was filled with nothing but romance wanted to break through to the two-hundred-thousand-year level? Keep dreaming.
"Fine, Xiao Wu. In that case, just stay in the Tang Sect and cultivate in peace."
Jiang Li withdrew his thoughts and sighed helplessly.
Ever since the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament ended, this little rabbit, ignorant of the dangers of the world, had completely let herself go. She wandered aimlessly around the Tang Sect every day, with no intention whatsoever of cultivating.
As a direct result, after all this time, her Soul Power Level had not improved in the slightest.
By his reckoning, it would only be another two or three years before his dear eldest son, Tang San, emerged from Slaughter City.
If this stupid rabbit's soul power was still this pathetic by then, the vast Sea God's Light would make her suffer plenty when she followed them to Sea God Island for training.
"Hehe, Teacher Jiang Li, don't worry!"
Xiao Wu stuck out her tongue playfully and promised with utter confidence, "I still haven't fully absorbed the Soul Bones Da Ming left me. Together with the one I