Chen Mobai spoke, and with a wave of his hand in the void, the Heterodox Golden Core of Water Attribute had already fallen into his palm.
Luo Xue'er's bright eyes immediately fixed on it, her pale cheeks flushed red, her excitement overflowing beyond words.
"With this item, when you attempt Nascent Soul Formation, it will either bring life or death. I give you one last chance, do you choose to refine it?"
Chen Mobai still held great respect for each cultivator under his command; Meng Hong used the Heterodox Golden Core because he had no other options left.
But it was possible for Luo Xue'er to try forming her core using her own foundation.
"Sect Master, I'm willing!"
But Luo Xue'er didn't hesitate at all.
For the cultivators of the Eastern Wilderness, having the hope to form a Nascent Soul was already a tremendous honor.
Although the outcome of the Heterodox Golden Core was unpredictable, it offered a higher hope of forming the Nascent Soul than any elixir or external object.
