Because of the constant unsettling feelings, Li Meirong's cultivation had regressed to an even slower pace. She wasn't very skilled to begin with, considering her spiritual foundation, but after jumping several ranks higher in such a short time, to be held in the same stage without even the smallest of changes was quite disheartening.
Today was one of those days where she had tried, once again, to contract a beast. And just the same as before, she ended up failing miserably.
It wasn't the case of an inability to battle a spirit beast or charm it in one way or another. No, they simply refused to appear at all.
Li Meirong knelt down in frustration on the seashore of an island situated not far from the floating Forgotten Waters sect. She had flown to this small patch of land using one of the Bestiary Division's crane mounts and had been accompanied by Snowball, while Chou and Feng Huang stayed back home.
