After another long period of time, Chen Chang Sheng finished explaining the contents of the paper, and Luo Luo hurriedly carried over some cooled tea.
He took the teacup and drank from it, and then said: “Your situation is different from Tang Thirty-Six’s, because unlike for humans, it is rare for someone of the yao race to practise human cultivation methods and attempt to break into the next realm, therefore we have to be extra cautious. However, if you really could mould your Core to resemble the Ethereal Palace, there should be a possibility of success.
Luo Luo nodded her head and replied: “Rest assured, Sir. Only after I am completely ready, and you have approved of it, will I attempt to break through this realm.”
Chen Chang Sheng looked at her seriously and said: “Actually, I’ve been thinking, you really do not need to take this risk.”
Since she was the yao race’s only Princess, she owned many things: the people by her side that served her were all legends on the same level of Jin Yu Lu. Because of this, Luo Luo really did not need to cultivate so diligently, and especially, it was not necessary for her to use human cultivation methods and risk her life.
“The cultivation method used in the White Emperor’s clan is only suitable for males: females have absolutely no opportunities to reach the highest level, and yet, my parents, their Royal Majesties, have me as their only child.” As Luo Luo spoke, her voice became lower and lower, while she drooped her head, appearing rather dejected. Then, all of the sudden, she raised her head and resolutely said: “That is why I have to come up with other methods.”