Contrary to his original expectations, reaching the seventh realm had taken him four days.
What was more, consolidating it had taken another two.
His efficiency was clearly inferior to when he had cultivated with Senior Sister Guo.
It was not that Xia Xia was weaker than Senior Sister Guo. For one, they had not fought. With Senior Sister Guo, he had truly been walking a steel wire—one moment of carelessness and he would suffer grievous injury.
As for the other reason, Li Su had adapted. One had to know that he could even adapt to malignancy itself—an even more chaotic, ancient emotion, an ultimate and pure malice capable of stirring every negative emotion.
Another day passed. When he discovered that his efficiency had further declined after reaching the seventh realm, Li Su slowly opened his eyes and could not help saying, "Senior Sister, your fear isn't strong enough."
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Xia Xia froze. Her delicate brows twitched, and even with her good temper, a few ripples of emotion could not help rising in her heart.
Was he sampling wine here?
Not strong enough? Why did he think it wasn't strong enough?
If she had not been afraid of hurting him, of damaging his Dao heart, and deliberately held back, did he think he could really remain by her side all this time?
Her eyes narrowed slightly. Xia Xia said nothing. Since he had put it that way, she did not mind granting his wish.
The black tide surged.
The fear he had already adapted to began to roil.
This time, its flavor was utterly different.
Completely unlike before, Li Su's expression could not help turning grave.
Fear originated in the heart and arose for all sorts of reasons, but without question, life's greatest fear came from the unknown!
Land-dwelling creatures would