"Zhuqing, you're too tense."
Meng Chen found that his spiritual power could not enter at all, so he could only urge Zhu Zhuqing to relax.
Otherwise, if he forced his way in, it would no longer be a test of spiritual power but a form of spiritual attack. It might injure her Spirit Sea; in severe cases, it could damage her mind, and even if cured, she might drool.
After hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing tried her best to calm her nervous emotions. She relaxed as instructed and let Meng Chen proceed.
Only then could Meng Chen's spiritual power probe Zhu Zhuqing's limit of endurance.
At first, Zhu Zhuqing felt a stabbing pain deep within her Spirit Sea. Then the pain grew increasingly intense, until she was nearly convulsing from it. Only then did Meng Chen stop.
Since it was his first time using this method, Meng Chen had worked up a light sweat as well. "The Immortal-Grade Silver-Pattern Orchid's effects are even better than I expected. The upper limit for the Soul Ring you can absorb is probably a little over twelve thousand years."
Twelve thousand years!
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were both so shocked that they stood speechless with their mouths open.
If word of this got out, everyone would say Meng Chen had gone mad, especially Yu Xiaogang.
A level-forty Soul Ancestor actually wanted to absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Although Ning Rongrong trusted Meng Chen greatly, faced with such a startling result, she could not help questioning him. "Ten thousand years? Meng Chen, are you sure? Zhuqing is only level forty, and you want her to absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring? Even with the strengthening from immortal herbs, isn't that leap far too great?"
Ning Rongrong had originally estimated at most seven