Waving his hand nonchalantly, he said, "Don't you worry! I have a lot of experience with this kind of thing!"
Filled with excitement at the thought of getting so many souls, he sat down to wait.
At first, the lamps would come every few days. But a few months later, the frequency dropped to one every few weeks.
Eventually, four months passed in which no lamps came, much to his disappointment. Furthermore, the well itself was beginning to flicker oddly, as though it might vanish at any moment.
From the look of it, it would be gone within a month. Not willing to give up, Bai Xiaochun finally fixed his gaze on the well itself.
"This thing is so mysterious! I wonder what it is. And I wonder when I'll encounter something like it again...." He was truly torn between his desire to collect souls, and his fear of the potential danger.