C22 A sister? An unfair world! (1/2)
A Martial Saint Body could be said to be a derivation of a cultivator. Only those with extremely strong Martial Spirits or those with exceptional cultivation abilities could cultivate it.
Ye Wusheng's martial spirit naturally had a body, but he was unable to unleash it with his current strength. The consumption of energy for using the body was extremely huge, and it could only be performed by people with Earth.
Which is to say, that person's Earth was undoubtedly at the very least.
Furthermore, this person was destined to be his enemy. The instant he unleashed his Paragon's Dharma Body, he was already threatening him.
After consuming a medicinal pellet, Ye Wusheng leaned against a tree and said faintly, ”Princess Snow Qing, thank you very much for saving my life today.”
”If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that you could defeat four Mortal Core warriors with your Martial Rotation Stage cultivation.”
Xue Xue Xue Qing landed on the ground like a fairy. She blinked her beautiful eyes that were filled with curiosity as she looked at Ye Wusheng.
”Oh yeah, your martial spirit was so powerful just now. What is it? Why do I feel like my Martial Spirit is trembling? ” The young girl asked.
Ye Wusheng smiled bitterly and said, ”I was just lucky. Princess Xue Qing couldn't have come here to tease me, right?”
The latter said, ”I'm not making fun of you. You're really strong. You're really infuriating when people compare themselves to each other.”
Ye Wusheng laughed: ”How do you know?”
”For example, if an ordinary person works hard for half a life, they might not be able to break through to the Mortal Core realm, and you, at the Martial Rotation Stage, have the strength to defeat a Mortal Core warrior. This is the difference. Xue Yuqing suddenly asked while blinking his eyes.
Ye Wusheng's eyes flashed. He had to admit that this little girl really knew how to speak. Although what she said was right, it was too realistic.
However, this was the real world!
In this world, your talent is inferior to others, yet you're being stepped on. Perhaps some people will look at you with pity, give you warm words, but look down on you in their hearts. And some people look down on you from the bottom of their hearts, and perhaps if they see you in a bad mood, they will kill you. This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. No one could blame others, nor could they blame themselves. It can only be blamed on the unfair nature of the Heavenly Dao! ”
Ye Wusheng suddenly revealed a wild smile, and said: ”To look up at the sky, what justice is the Heavenly Dao? For ordinary people, life is fair, life is peaceful, life is old and death is fair, but for warriors, they have to constantly advance on the path of martial arts and die on the path of martial arts without any regrets. In this world where the strong preyed on the weak, there is no justice, because the strong preyed on the weak, that is the greatest justice! ”
”The greatest fairness?” Xue Yuqing muttered to himself, and Ye Wusheng said: ”That's right, this is the world. As martial artists, we can't obtain the peaceful and quiet hundred years of life of an ordinary person, so we can only continue to advance on the road of martial arts, to fight against the heaven and earth, and even if we fall, with ten million people, we will go our separate ways.”
”You …”
Xue Yuqing raised his head and looked at the latter as he leaned against the tree and spoke. The latter spoke about the world that ordinary people cannot sense, as though he had experienced it before. However, the latter's face still had a sense of immaturity, and the aura around her was even more impenetrable.
”Why are you always looking at your brother? Is your Brother Wusheng so handsome that he makes you look like a fool?” Ye Wusheng's eyes were filled with a wretched look. It had to be said that although Xue Yuqing had not fully grown up yet, he was definitely an existence that could topple nations. After being teased by Ye Wusheng, Xue Yuqing actually did not get angry, but instead asked softly, ”Brother Wushang?”
”Right, hehe …”
Ye Wusheng was suddenly overjoyed, and thought back to his previous life. Although he was an elegant and unrestrained man, a man who did not touch even a single leaf of the myriad flowers, and could be said to be a part of a strong human race in the Profound Continent, but even so, he was afraid that he was still a man who owed a fortune to others, one that he would not be able to repay in his next life.