At the moment He Ao heard the words, the purple-eyed youth's originally cold face suddenly stiffened. He looked at He Ao, snorted coldly, and laughed with a slightly mocking tone, "The anxious one shouldn't be me but you."
He seemed to have regained some feeling, the corners of his mouth curved into the smile he had before, "The ritual itself can only help you accommodate and master the Talent Sequences, but the fusion itself is mutual. When you are fusing with me, I am also fusing with you."
He raised his head, looking at He Ao, the smile on his face growing stronger, "Thank you for your 'ritual'. It will be an important 'aid' in helping me complete my 'promotion'."
If He Ao truly broke the Fate Spinning Wheel through the egg of analysis, reducing it to its purest Talent Sequence, and prepared the Secret Medicine to consume during the ritual.
Then, that would certainly be a normal promotion.
