"Or else?" The Cauldron Spirit glanced back at Ye Yu, then vanished into the Void Sky Cauldron.
Ye Yu followed close behind. As he reached the cauldron lid, darkness fell before his eyes. When he came back to his senses, he was already inside the Void Sky Cauldron.
Specks of light surrounded him, like a boundless starry sky stretching endlessly in every direction.
But Ye Yu quickly noticed something was wrong. Looking at one floating speck, he asked, "What is this?"
From outside, it looked like a galaxy within. Yet up close, how could this be a galaxy? They were clearly tiny things like fireflies.
The Cauldron Spirit gave Ye Yu a long look. "These are failures."
"Failures?" Ye Yu froze, turning to inspect his surroundings. Though he did not understand what the Cauldron Spirit meant by failures—
Looking at the fireflies filling the sky, there were far more than thousands upon thousands!
"From now on, you can come in here to cultivate once every nine days. Not too often, or even if there are no spirit roots in your body, you will still be locked onto," the Cauldron Spirit said flatly.
"No spirit roots? What do you mean?" Ye Yu asked in confusion.
"It is a simple matter. Do you think a Chaos Nascent Soul matches spirit roots?" the Cauldron Spirit asked teasingly.
Ye Yu was struck as though by a thunderbolt. He had never considered this before, but now that the Cauldron Spirit had pointed it out, it truly was so.
Spirit roots carried attributes. Whether they were ordinary five-element spirit roots or mutated spirit roots, no matter how high their grade, they still possessed specific attributes.
Once one condensed a Nascent Soul, the spiritual power within the body would also transform according to the spirit root's attribute.