Chapter 47: Take a Gamble
Shen Luo, returning to his room about an hour earlier, had already tried talking to the empty wall next to his bed regarding the jade pillow. However, the moment he tried to speak, a fierce and sharp buzzing noise resonated in his mind, rendering him incapable of uttering a single word.
After only two attempts, Shen Luo already felt as if his head was going to split apart, and dared not to try again.
At this point, he had a clearer understanding of the peculiarities of this jade pillow and genuinely believed from the bottom of his heart that it was a “treasure” imbued with substantial power.
However, this treasure not only induced terrifying “nightmares” twice but also significantly impaired his vitality and affected his lifespan. This made his heart increasingly filled with worry.
"I can leave the jade pillow for now. The most important thing is to extend my life,” said Shen Luo as he stood up to walk around his room, pondering the matter.
Let alone Master Luo, even Shen Luo himself didn’t believe that he could perfect his Small Transformation Yang Skill within two years from its minor completion hence not qualifying to cultivate the Pure Yang Sword Technique as per the Spring and Autumn Pavilion’s rules.
‘Asking for help is not as reliable as helping oneself. It seems I have to take a gamble,’ thought Shen Luo decisively as he abruptly halted his pacing.
Several days later.
On the mountain path of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, Shen Luo was descending the stone steps with a slightly frowned expression implying a sense of anxiety and distress.