Seeing that the Seed of Life infusion had failed, Elder Jin's gaze sharpened, and he intended to try again.
Watching Elder Jin prepare for another attempt, Xiao Chen remained calm, without the slightest regret.
"Don't bother trying again, Elder Jin. The problem lies with me."
Sensing the two faintly restless powers within him, he said calmly,
"Both my Martial Souls are rejecting the Seed of Life."
"The title of Child of Nature simply isn't meant for me."
The instant the Seed of Life had approached, he had felt the Wither and the Command Block erupt.
His first Martial Soul, the Wither, perhaps because of its destruction attribute, was the Seed of Life's natural opposite. Like fire and water, they could not coexist, and it instinctively resisted the Seed of Life entering his body.
His second Martial Soul, the Command Block, was even more overbearing. As an existence that had nearly turned the Douluo Plane into a mod, perhaps it was guarding its food: it outright forbade anything from the Douluo Plane, such as the Seed of Life, from entering Xiao Chen's body.
The Wither's rejection was no great issue; Elder Jin merely needed to put in more effort. But the Command Block was another matter entirely. Even draining Elder Jin dry would not make it possible.
After hearing Xiao Chen's explanation, Elder Jin recovered from his astonishment. Helplessness and regret flashed through his aged eyes, and he sighed softly.
"Alas, it seems we can only abandon the idea."
"I originally thought that once you became the Child of Nature, you could use the Seed of Life to help restore the Douluo Continent's vitality along the way and repair the wounds accumulated over the years. Now, it seems that won't work."
Hearing this, Xiao Chen snorted inwardly.
*No wonder this old