A thirty percent success rate was, at best, a form of consolation.
Regarding the advancement of Artifact Cultivators from the Second to the Third Realm, Wang Ping had once read an ancient text that described it like this: Their advancement is like a joke played by the Celestial Dao, with success or failure being entirely a matter of luck.
Wang Ping felt this was the most direct description of an Artifact Cultivator's advancement. The sentence sounded lighthearted, almost as if it were a joke from the book's author, but in practice, it represented the cruel reality that Artifact Cultivators had to face.
Zuo Xuan had come to Qianmu Temple to find Wang Ping for two reasons. One was to ask him to act as her Guardian during her advancement, and the other was to pledge her allegiance to him—but that would have to wait until after she succeeded.
As such, Wang Ping would certainly treat the matter with the utmost seriousness.
"When will you begin your advancement?" Wang Ping asked.
