Song Wen looked at the rainbow-colored orb being offered to him, desire stirring in his eyes, yet, for once, he did not reach out to take it.
"Ying Wu, keep these three wisps of immortal spiritual qi for yourself."
A flicker of surprise crossed Ying Wu's eyes. With Extreme Yin's habit of seizing every treasure he saw, he was actually refusing immortal spiritual qi?
Just then, Gu Que's voice abruptly rang out in Song Wen's sea of consciousness.
"Extreme Yin, accept those three wisps of immortal spiritual qi!"
"Gu Que, didn't you say that immortal spiritual qi is very difficult to refine before surviving three heavenly tribulations?" Song Wen asked in confusion.
Gu Que said, "Extremely difficult does not mean impossible. Immortal spiritual qi can make your magical power more condensed, strengthen your foundation, and temper your soul."
The three benefits Gu Que mentioned sounded unremarkable at first, but to a Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator like Song Wen, they were crucial. They could even greatly improve his chances of successfully surviving three lightning tribulations.
"With your current cultivation, you should be able to refine one wisp of immortal spiritual qi after a thousand years of arduous cultivation in seclusion," Gu Que added.
For a moment, Song Wen was at a loss for words.
A thousand years in seclusion?
If he remembered correctly, he had only cultivated for a little over a thousand years. He was not even eleven hundred years old yet.
A single period of seclusion would rival his entire life!
But on second thought, it did not seem all that unusual.
Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators had lifespans of fifty thousand years, and each heavenly tribulation they survived added another twenty thousand.
A thousand years in seclusion did not seem so long after all.
Meanwhile, Ying Wu watched him.