"Could it be... I recondensed my Golden Core and lost one of the attributes in my Spirit Root?"
If that's truly the case, Pu Yanlan would really be spitting blood. Losing one attribute means she couldn't cultivate the Ghost Path, or perhaps couldn't practice Alchemy. She couldn't bear to lose either one!
But, being able to condense it is already good, Pu Yanlan didn't dare to be picky!
She looked heartbroken, using one slender, pale hand to hold her Golden Core and examine it for some time, then gently stroked it with the fingers of her other hand,
"Eh... why is it so soft?"
The previous one was very hard!
Could it be that I didn't fully succeed, lacking enough Spiritual Power?
