Sitting inside the cell, Lucian concentrated on refining the Nascent Soul.
But his expression gradually became strange because the energy within this soul was very impure. It seemed as if too many pills had been used to forcefully break the Golden Core to form the Nascent Soul.
"No wonder his Soul couldn't withstand the process," Lucian sighed inwardly, yet he continued to refine the soul essence.
After the time it took to boil a cup of tea, he exhaled a long breath of foul air!
If cultivation could be measured numerically, this Mid-stage Nascent Soul didn't even boost his cultivation by 5%!
Without thinking further, he stood up.
As he exited the cell, Yun Zhen, who was also cultivating nearby, stood up and said respectfully, "Young Master, do you want to go to another cell?"
Lucian looked at him and nodded.
After walking for a while, they arrived at another heavily guarded cell.
