Li Qian gazed at the immense, sky-blotting, mutated Ancient Golden Rong Tree. After a moment of contemplation, he asked, "Since this Ancient Golden Rong Tree was able to mutate, shouldn't the other one—the Second Ancestor—have a chance as well?"
He knew the Mu Family must be aware of this possibility—they had surely even researched it. But as things stood, it seemed their efforts had been fruitless.
Still, it was the only thing Li Qian could think of at the moment, and he felt he had to say it, even if it was just to offer some comfort.
Besides, it would at least provide another research avenue. Finding a breakthrough with the Second Ancestor and trying to induce its mutation had to be far simpler than trying to increase the Rong Ancestor's power.
So, without much more thought, he voiced his opinion. "As long as it mutates, it should be able to advance to the Saint Spirit Level, right?"
