You know what.
Putting aside everything else, during this upgrade period...
My soul was indeed powerfully replenished.
After all, he was a necromancer, and his perception of soul power was much stronger than that of other professions.
Therefore, they are very clear about the state of their own soul.
Isn't my inability to move my legs the result of the constant erosion of my soul?
However, each time he absorbs another's soul, he can strengthen his own soul, thus stopping the corrosive force.
But the soul that has been lost in the legs cannot be replenished.
In other words, no matter how hard one tries, the result can only be to strengthen the existing soul.
However, the lost feet could never be returned.
This is a fact, a fact that will never change.
If one were to extract their soul from their body now, it would probably be a 'ghost' without feet...
"What rank were you in when you were alive, Sebastian?"
"I asked curiously."
"The old servant was previously at the intermediate level, almost reaching the advanced level."
Sebastian said modestly.
However, Ouyang Qianjin simply did not believe it.
After all, it's hard to believe that a skeleton who can wield a sword and split mountains and rocks without any skills was just a mid-level character in life.
"Young lady may not believe it, but that's the truth. However, if we have to put it bluntly, compared to the ease with which skills can be acquired in this world, we need long-term training to obtain these skills."
Seeing the disbelieving expression on Ouyang Qianjin's face, Sebastian added with a hint of sourness.
Got it!
So you're saying we're nouveau riche?
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