"Senior..."
Chen Qiu looked at the familiar red pill quietly lying on the sand, his face showing a complex expression as he hoarsely said, "Has the senior passed away?"
"Yes."
The fortune-teller seemed quite indifferent, "As for the inheritance of a Magic Practitioner, since it's an inheritance, the previous generation must die for it to qualify as an inheritance. The moment you passed the Magic Practitioner's inheritance, it meant his time had come."
"His last bit of Spiritual Energy left an inheritance in your Sea of Consciousness, and regardless of how much time passed within the Sea of Consciousness, it was only a moment in the outside world."
"He has stayed here too long."
"For him, it was also a release."
After a long silence, Chen Qiu softly said, "Are there any Nascent Souls within Da Xia Country?"
"No."
The fortune-teller nodded, "There can't be any."
"Then you all..."