"Do you think I'm joking, senior, or do you think I won't succeed?" Xu Mu asked.
"Both!"
"..."
So, he's not optimistic about me at all!
Xu Mu was speechless.
However, he had his own convictions about his actions and did not feel discouraged by Lu Jingkong's response.
"Whether it's success or failure, it's worth a try!"
"I would advise you not to try." Lu Jingkong said.
"Why?"
"Do you think forming a Nascent Soul is a joke! If you fail once, you're dead! The normal elemental Nascent Souls are already difficult to condense, let alone an Ancestral Nascent Soul!"
"Has no one ever succeeded in forming it?"
"Of course, there have been. Otherwise how could there be records about Ancestral Nascent Souls? But generally, one only comes along every several hundred or thousand years, and they usually possess extreme fortunes and talents, just making it by chance"
"What kind of Nascent Soul did you form, senior?"
