Chapter 893: I have a friend

The secret chamber of the fortress was narrow and cramped, completely unable to contain Lord Jiumu' massive body. But as a Heavenly Shaman, changing size was merely a trivial divine ability, so he transformed into the size of an ordinary person, looking about as tall as Little Wei Yuan. The secret chamber was originally prepared for Desolate Shamans, so with Lord Jiumu and Little Wei Yuan sitting together in the secret chamber, it still appeared quite tall and spacious.

The two sat facing each other, the atmosphere inexplicably frozen for a time.

Out of respect for the Heavenly Shaman realm and strength, Little Wei Yuan decided to make the first move, so he tentatively asked, "Lord Lord Jiumu, what have you seen?"

Lord Jiumu' expression was indescribably ugly, and he said ungraciously, "What could I see? What dare I see? Is it useful to see it? It would be better not to see anything at all!"

Little Wei Yuan didn't quite understand what he was losing his temper about, so he could only sit still.

Lord Jiumu took a deep breath, calmed his mood, and said, "Let me tell you a story! I have a friend who was originally a very smart and talented Shaman, but he didn't have much ambition; he just wanted to live a good life, eating his fill every day and then sleeping..."

This was a slightly long-winded story.

This friend of Lord Jiumu had been outstanding since childhood, always easily achieving the goals set by his elders. No matter what Shaman technique he practiced, he would learn it as soon as he studied it, and master it as soon as he learned it, and then there was no 'then'.

This friend relied on his talent to eat his way through life, always in the top tier, but never quite reaching the top. However, seeing him looking completely like he wasn't giving his all, the elders became even more confident, fiercely pouring resources into him, completely disregarding the development of other geniuses in the kingdom.

Those geniuses fought tooth and nail, giving their all, yet they were only on par with Lord Jiumu' friend, occasionally being able to surpass him. The result was that for this one moment of being surpassed, the resources Lord Jiumu' friend received suddenly decreased by half!

That friend had already completely accustomed himself to a life of being supplied with massive resources, not needing to consider anything else every day, just needing to cultivate. As a result, with resources suddenly halved, he discovered that he actually couldn't eat his fill!

Lord Jiumu let out a deep sigh: "Can you imagine? Having been the strongest genius of a kingdom for over a hundred years, achieving the Desolate Shaman realm in less than two hundred years, and actually not even being able to eat his fill!"

Little Wei Yuan was speechless.

Next, Lord Jiumu' friend discovered another thing: when achieving the Desolate Shaman realm, he was greedy for greatness and completeness, making his Mind-Reflection World incomparably huge. As a result, the daily consumption of the Mind-Reflection World was terrifyingly high. If the supply of spiritual energy was insufficient, it would directly extract magic power from the Shaman's body. The intuitive feeling of magic power deficiency was extreme cold.

Just like that, Lord Jiumu' friend spent another full hundred years in hunger and cold, until the Mind-Reflection World stabilized, once again letting the Heavenly Shamans see his unparalleled potential, only then was the resource supply restored. From then on, that friend was finally able to eat half-full.

Then it was just like this, hungry one meal and full the next, another few hundred years passed, and finally, at the age of eight hundred, he touched the threshold of a Heavenly Shaman.

Lord Jiumu let out another sigh: "Can you imagine? A genius, a genius known as the once-in-a-thousand-years genius of the surrounding kingdoms, spent most of his time thinking about what to eat for the next meal and where to sleep tonight so he wouldn't be cold."

Little Wei Yuan finally had the opportunity to interject: "Why not come to the Desolate Realm?"

Lord Jiumu rolled his eyes at Little Wei Yuan and said, "That is the cold of spiritual soul deficiency, not something that can be relieved by roasting by a fire or basking in the sun!"

Little Wei Yuan honestly shut his mouth and continued to listen to the story of this friend.

This friend spent nearly a thousand years in a daze just like this. The only motivation that drove him to sprint toward the Heavenly Shaman realm was to feed his own Mind-Reflection World. Becoming a Heavenly Shaman meant he could control a piece of heaven and earth, and he would have the foundation to support himself.

That friend stayed at the Perfection of the Desolate Shaman realm for less than two hundred years, and unexpectedly received the recognition of the Ancestral Shaman, successfully filling the vacancy and becoming a Heavenly Shaman.

Lord Jiumu let out another sigh, his expression complex, saying: "At the time, he couldn't figure it out no matter how he thought about it. In terms of Mind-Reflection World, he wasn't ranked first. In terms of powerful divine abilities, there were Desolate Shamans stronger than him. In terms of background, he only had a small background, and among the competitors was the direct grandson of the First Heavenly Shaman. In terms of achievements, it was even worse; he couldn't even make it into the top three. But in the end, it was he who became a Heavenly Shaman, while other geniuses of the same generation are still stuck at the Desolate Shaman realm to this day."

"And why is that?" Little Wei Yuan's well-timed question greatly increased Lord Jiumu' favor.

Lord Jiumu said: "Because he was smart enough but had no ambition; he had ability but wasn't a talent that could reach the heavens and cover the earth; because he could recognize the situation, because he had no principles, and because he knew that the one giving him this bowl of rice was the Ancestral Shaman, not the First Heavenly Shaman, not the Second Heavenly Shaman, nor any other Heavenly Shaman."

Lord Jiumu looked deeply at Little Wei Yuan and said: "Why could he become a Heavenly Shaman? In the final analysis, it was because the Ancestral Shaman happened to be short of a dog at that time." ===== CHAPTER 894 =====