Leng Ruoxue sat cross-legged on the sitting mat, chanted the incantation in her head, and began to convert the spiritual power in her body…
"How long does it take to convert?" Half an hour later, Old Zao, who was waiting in the big room, couldn't help asking.
"It varies from person to person! The longer the conversion time, the higher the aptitude, and the greater the future achievements," Lan Ming explained very patiently.
"How long is the fastest time?" Old Zao asked.
"At least an hour," Lan Ming answered.
"Oh." Old Zao stopped talking and closed his eyes to pretend to be asleep.
But three hours later, none of the five people who had entered came out.
"Say, President, it's been three hours. Why aren't they out yet?" Old Zao asked worriedly.
