Chapter 397: Maybe He Was Really Ill
That whole night, Chen Changsheng tried many methods, but in the end, they all failed.
The Soul Flame came from life. Making it burn brighter was incredibly difficult. And Chen Changsheng also found that the stronger his Cultivation became, the harder it was to make the Soul Flame thrive.
Just like a Mortal—taking a single Elixir could extend their Lifespan. But for a deeply accomplished Cultivator, increasing Lifespan even a little was especially difficult.
Abandoning his Cultivation and turning back into a Mortal… maybe that was a way.
But…
Chen Changsheng cultivated his Soul Spirit. There was no sense in restarting that. How it was now, was simply how it was.
Thinking this, Chen Changsheng raised an eyebrow.
“Maybe my hair wasn’t deliberately planned by my previous life’s self. Perhaps back then, realizing such a method, seeking change, he hid his Magical Power within the hair itself.”
Chen Changsheng pondered, then suddenly realized something was wrong.