"Brother, you should try cultivating too; I'll protect you while you do. But I have to warn you, the pain is not ordinary; you must persevere," Luo Shu said with a smile. Thinking back to the pain she had endured before, she still felt a lingering fear.
"Okay!" Luo Qian Yu nodded, looking expectantly at the Spiritual Spring in front of him. As long as he could become stronger, what was a little pain?
Stepping into the Spiritual Spring, Luo Qian Yu began to cultivate using his usual methods, and soon, he felt the pain Luo Shu had mentioned. He realized then that it wasn't just a little pain; it was significant, almost unbearable pain, agony so severe it felt like it was better not to live at all.
Luo Shu sat by the edge of the Spiritual Spring, watching Luo Qian Yu intently. Each person's cultivation method was different, and she was afraid something unexpected might happen.
