Ye Lingyue forced herself for half a day, barely keeping the tears swirling in her eyes from falling.
"Thank you, Cauldron Spirit."
Seeing Ye Lingyue's appearance, the Cauldron Spirit roughly guessed that this wisp of Primordial Spirit must belong to a very, very important person to its master.
"Master, don't get too happy yet. This Primordial Spirit is very weak and seems to have suffered severe damage not long ago. Its Three Souls and Six Spirits are gone, and it also lacks Essence Blood and demonic power. Even with the support of the Demon Flower Xiyuan King, if a method to restore the Primordial Spirit is not found soon or a suitable body is unavailable, once the demonic power on the Xiyuan King dissipates, it will still disappear," the Cauldron Spirit said worriedly.
It's using Cauldron Breath to strengthen the Demon Essence, but that's only a temporary fix.
"Then what way is there to restore its Primordial Spirit?"
