Young Master Lin struggled to get up from the ground, the splints on his legs having all fallen off, causing him to grimace in pain, and the Qilin within him seemed somewhat dispirited as well.
"You lack cultivation. If I attach myself to you, either you will die, or I will have to bear the burden."
Lin Fei's talent was too poor, and his body was merely mortal, rendering him unable to truly borrow the Qilin's power.
Ninety percent of the power was spent protecting his body from collapsing, leaving only ten percent, which couldn't yield any effect.
"Perhaps it's really time for you to start cultivating."
Initially, the Qilin was not optimistic about him entering the cultivator circle, but the sudden appearance of a mysterious stranger today who could instantly see through the Qilin within Lin Fei's Sea of Consciousness made it feel a sense of crisis.
If more and more people discover Lin Fei's secret, its fate would ultimately be out of its own control.
