"Little do they know, those warriors who were hastily nurtured have spiritual wills that are riddled with flaws, with unsteady foundations, like towers on sand—seemingly strong, but in reality, easily toppled."
"If their only aim is to pursue the most efficient killing power, perhaps they took the right shortcut."
"However, on the path of self-evolution, they are simply piling up a sand tower with a lavish exterior."
"Whereas we Martial Artists hone ourselves daily, forging that true gold in the furnace, seeking that unique truth and infinity."
Fang Cheng quietly listened, without interrupting.
The elder in front of him, with his insight and vision, far surpassed Ma Jianguo.
After contemplating for a long time, he solemnly bowed to Shi Chengyi:
"Thank you, Elder Shi, for your guidance. The junior is enlightened."
"Haha, no need for such courtesy."
Shi Chengyi smiled and waved his hand, his eyes filled with admiration:
