There was no envy in the Elder's voice, only respect.
"Many would have lost themselves in such temptation," he added. "Some of the Embryos you described… even we would hesitate to turn them away."
"Fuck that! I'd gladly replace my Dao Embryo if I got the chance." One of them said.
Lin Mu simply shook his head. "They were not what I needed."
That answer alone drew another round of quiet admiration. The ability to resist such choices spoke of a will far stronger than most cultivators possessed. Finally, one of the elders asked the question they had been holding back.
"How long do you think you were inside?"
Lin Mu considered for a moment. "It felt long," he admitted. "Much longer than before."
The elders exchanged glances.
"Eighteen months," one of them replied.
Lin Mu repeated softly, "One and a half years…"
To him, it had felt like centuries.
