The two of them had been standing here for several days now. Their avatars were over at the City Lord's Manor.
What Dole saw was a world of rules, while in Aixi's eyes, it was a realm of chaos. She could only use her mental strength to perceive the rules she was most proficient in. So far, she had not truly seen anything—only sensed vague, indistinct layers of rules.
The Ice and Snow Goddess Meditation Method had yet to fully reach the peak of the ninth level. It was actually a little forced for Dole to have her observe the layer of rules now; this was merely an early taste, and they could talk about the rest in the future.
No one knew how much time had passed.
Aixi closed her eyes, and tears trickled from the corners of them.
Dole hurried over, flicking out two drops of Water of Life and dripping them into her eyes.
Aixi shut her eyes in pain. Coming before Dole, she said with a wronged expression, "Why is cultivating so easy for you, yet so hard for me?"
Dole was somewhat speechless. He patted her back as he consoled her.
"There's nothing to be done. It's a matter of individual talent. After the new year, when we go to the Elf Race, we'll get some spring water of life back. It can ease this condition somewhat. Your cultivation is still a little too slow."
"Waaah, waaah, waaah! It's all your fault, all your fault."
"My fault, my fault." Dole knew that Aixi was not usually someone who liked to act spoiled. Her eyes must have hurt beyond endurance.
After comforting her for quite some time, Aixi waited a while before finally opening her eyes.
At that moment, she said fiercely, "I'm definitely going to