Under such circumstances, the gap between the naturally gifted and the less naturally gifted.
would only grow larger and larger.
Initially, when Luo Ze heard what Patriarch Changfeng had said.
Although he did not retort,
he did not agree with the Patriarch Changfengâs words in his heart.
But as time trickled by,
and as he aged little by little,
and after his understanding of all the things in this world deepened,
Luo Ze gradually discovered that.
It wasnât Patriarch Changfeng who was wrong.
It was⦠himself who was wrong.
Indeed, talent is the most important.
Compared to absolute talent, hard work and struggle seemed somewhat insignificant.
Of course, this is not to say that effort is definitely ineffective.
But rather, when talent is unmatched, or even immensely disparate,
and those with exceptional talent still work incredibly hard,
under such circumstancesâ¦
the role of talent would be infinitely magnified.
Like, for instance, not letting any time or opportunity slip by, frantically swinging the longsword in his hand.
This swinging has been Luo Zeâs life for several years now.
As well as for the other younger generation members of the family.
â¦
âPatriarch Changfengâ¦â
He looked up.
After gazing at the sky for a long while,
Luo Zeâs eyes inadvertently flashed with a somewhat blurry and not very clear image.
But one that was exceedingly benevolent,
and also did not lack an imposing presence.
âPatriarch Changfengâ¦â
âMy path of cultivation, my path to becoming an immortal cultivator.
âIs it really going to be cut off just like this?
âIs it really going to end in failure?
âI am unwilling, I am unwilling, I am so unwillingâ¦â
The more Luo Ze thought this way, the thicker the feeling of unwillingness in his heart became.
Even if someone else were here at this moment,
they would easily sense a deep unwillingness emanating from Luo Ze.
However, even with such unwillingness,
even with the refusal to submit to fate,
what can be done about it?
Reality is like that, always cold and cruel.
You are what you are.
It does not change just because you feel unwilling, angry, or reluctant in your heart.
âItâs time to practice the swordâ¦â
After shaking his head,
Luo Ze silently lowered his head.
He picked up a gourd filled with water that was by his side.
Gulp, gulp.
After drinking several big gulps,
His face regained the resolute expression it had before.
On him, a rather potent sword intent faintly began to emanate.
Right hand, tightly holding the longsword.
He then intended to swing it toward the front.
Only, before the longsword in his hand could be swung out,
a somewhat lazy and very familiar voice suddenly interrupted his rhythm.
âWhat were you just thinking about, lad?â
âYour expression just now seemed a bit offâ¦â
Luo Yao leaned against a tree that had been around for hundreds of years.
While looking at Luo Ze in front of him, he asked in a low voice.
Hearing this, Luo Ze turned his head.
He glanced at Luo Yao, who was leaning against the tree.
After a momentâs silence, he inquired softly, âYou⦠When did you get here?â
After pondering for a moment, Luo Yao replied softly, âJust now, I guess. Around the time you suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky, right?â
âYes, that must be the timeâ¦â
Luo Ze once again lapsed into silence.
However, this time the silence did not last long.
He soon gave his answer.
âI wasnât thinking about anything in particular, just that perhaps itâs about time I find a different way to live.â
Luo Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice, âA different way to live? What do you mean?â
Luo Ze curled his lips, a hint of resignation in his tone as he said, âPerhaps the former me was a bit too naive. Reality has always been cold and extremely cruel. Reality doesnât change simply because youâve done something, so Iâm thinking that maybe itâs time to put an end to this farce of mine, the path of cultivation? The road to becoming immortal?â
As he spoke, Luo Ze couldnât help but let out a bitter laugh, then continued, âIn the world of immortal cultivators, talent has always been of utmost importance, and that effort is merely the most basic thing. The reason Elder Changfeng took extra care of me was nothing more than pity, and as a member of the Luo Family Clan, itâs about time I got a bit smarterâ¦â
Luo Yao listened to these words.
For a long time, he was unable to regain his composure.
âSo, does this mean you no longer wish to continue practicing the sword?â
âAre you planning to give up?â
âYou donât want to keep walking the path of cultivation?â
Luo Ze silently shook his head and said in a low voice, âItâs not that I donât want to, itâs perhaps that Iâm not worthyâ¦â
With Luo Zeâs words,
It was now Luo Yao who fell somewhat silent.
Seeing the atmosphere become somewhat somber, Luo Ze changed the subject, âBy the way, didnât you mention earlier that you might not have any leisure time for yourself in the future?â
âWhy did you suddenly find the time to visit me today?â
Seeing Luo Ze shift the topic, and it seemed he didnât want to talk about the previous matter,
Luo Yao just smiled, explained in a low voice, âIt seems the Family Head noticed that Iâve been quite diligent and serious recently, plus there really hasnât been any major issues needing attention lately, most things have been almost dealt with, so the Family Head just made a grand gesture and gave me a day off, telling me to do whatever I want during this day.â
Luo Ze thought for a moment, then said, âThen why not take advantage of this day to spend some time with your⦠wives?â
Luo Yao shook his head upon hearing this.
In his youth, he was ignorant.
His head was clouded by desire.
That is why he ended up with so many wives and concubines.
Now, having a multitude of wives and concubines,
His children were already numerous.
When those wives and concubines gathered, chattering nonstop,
It truly made it difficult for Luo Yao to calm down and rest properly.
In contrast, this secluded part of the Luo Family Ancestral Land allowed Luo Yaoâs heart to gradually find peace.
âYou donât need to worry about this matter,â
âFrom now on, you take care of your affairs,â
âAnd act like I donât exist.â
After saying this, Luo Yao directly reclined under the shade of a large tree.
He slightly squinted his eyes, resting his hands behind his head as a pillow.
Basking in the tranquility of the moment,
He silently enjoyed the breeze,
Occasionally glancing at Luo Ze, who, holding his longsword, seemed to have returned to his usual practice routine.
Luo Yao felt his soul cleansed.
Seeing this, Luo Ze naturally did not bother with the Luo Yao beside him.
He just held the longsword in his hands firmly,
Took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
Afterwards, he swung the longsword continuously towards the front.
To give up is one thing,
But at least, not now.
Doubts in oneâs heart, everyone has them at some point.
But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, a slim chance, to set out on that path of becoming an immortal cultivator,
How could Luo Ze give up so easily?
After all, this has been the belief he has firmly held onto since his childhood till now.
If he were to give up so easily,
Wouldnât he be betraying his original conviction?
â¦
Time silently trickled by.
In the blink of an eye, noon arrived.
The sun hung high in the sky, making the outdoor temperature akin to a large steamer, oppressively hot.
But obviously, the sweltering environment
Did not extend to inside Qingshi City.
âHow niceâ¦â
Qingshi City, Luo Family Ancestral Land, a secluded place rarely traversed year-round.
Having dozed off for a few hours with his eyes closed, Luo Yao suddenly opened his eyes.
He silently watched Luo Ze in front of him, wielding the longsword with a serious and resolute face, incessantly swinging the longsword forward.
He looked again at the peaceful place where he sat,
A contented smile appeared on his face.@@novelbin@@