Jiang He felt very helpless.
Whenever the prodigies depicted in novels were ascending, they would either do so in battles and leave countless eyewitness shocked, or invoke a resounding phenomenon that shoots to the skies. In fact, they would be facing a dire threat each time they ascended where life and death hung in the balance, but would eventually pacify the threat.
Such an event…
Was exciting just thinking about it!
That was what anyone should experience when ascending, unlike his quiet ascensions on every turn, which were as soulless as they were unmeaningful.
"System, can I break up my Yuan Spirit and retrain?"
"System?"
"System…"
Jiang He called out several times, but the System did not answer, meaning that all Jiang He had done was complain futilely.
After complaining for a while, Jiang He pondered.
