Chapter 295: He is your brother-in-law
Two Supremes fought to the edge of the universe, and the Dao was worn away...
Not really.
The sisters fought all the way to the sea and sky, but they had a tacit understanding and did not use any devastating methods that could not be reined in; it looked like just a flurry of punches and kicks, almost pulling each other's hair.
Sheng Sheng Yuanyao discovered with great frustration that even though everyone was fighting at this level, she still couldn't beat her sister.
When she left home, her sister had just reached the Super Grade. Logically, at this level, it was very, very normal to make no progress for ten years; being able to advance even a small stage would be enough to be overjoyed.
But in these ten years, she herself had advanced by leaps and bounds and had also reached the Super Grade, thinking she would be on par with her, but her sister hadn't been idle either.
Had she reached the peak of Super Grade?
This shouldn't be.
Why should she be able to advance to the peak in ten years?
One must know that the Cloud-Treading level is divided into three grades, and from Third Grade to First Grade, they are all just different stages of the nine layers of Cloud-Treading. Just from Third Grade to First Grade, both being Cloud-Treading, how many heroes in the world have been worn down?
Even she, Sheng Sheng Yuanyao, the youngest Third Grade in history, didn't know what happened, but later breakthroughs were always difficult, and by the time she left home, she was barely Second Grade, and that was after so many years. At that time, her sister even said that without the sect's resources, the road to First Grade would be even more difficult.
However, after meeting Lu Xingzhou, her influence developed smoothly, and she had unique insights into her state of mind, so she quickly reached the First Grade.
It was said to be from Third Grade to First Grade, but in reality, it took decades of struggling in the Cloud-Treading period.
She was still doing well; more people, after breaking through the Third Grade, thought they had overcome the hardest hurdle and could advance by leaps and bounds, but they ended up stuck for a lifetime, making no further progress, which seemed even harder than the great hurdle of Cloud-Treading, inconsistent with ancient records.
Because after Cloud-Treading, the energy required for cultivation far exceeds what it once was, and in many cases, it requires a certain epiphany or a life-and-death experience sufficient to make one understand; relying solely on hard cultivation often yields half the result with twice the effort.
Treading on clouds and riding the mist, riding the wind in the void, is the spirit of the immortals, and immortals naturally value the state of mind. Today, people live in the rolling secular world, and their directions of thought are different, leading to a very serious split in the cultivation mentality.
Even the so-called immortal sects are isolated overseas, and looking at this grand competition where everyone has their own ulterior motives, it is also worldly and foolish, possessing all five poisons. It is the opposite of the ancient immortals' so-called great detachment, so-called greatness of the Great Qian-Su Yuan, so-called heart of no appearance, and so-called intention of the Supreme, so they cannot succeed.
If you ask people like Sheng Sheng Yuanyao, Gu Gu Zhanting, Ye Tinglan, and Long Long Qinghuang to talk about Supreme detachment and immortal spirit, it's simply a joke.
Therefore, the more they cultivate, the more they feel the split, and it is difficult to make any progress.
Cutting off sisterly love and cutting off love for Lu Xingzhou is nothing more than what they think is the biggest hurdle on the road to cultivation; only after crossing it can one be one with the heart of heaven.
If Sheng Sheng Yuanyao knew why Shen Tang broke through the Second Grade so quickly, her thoughts would probably be overturned.
Nothing else, just a clear mind, practicing one's own heart, not cultivating for the sake of cultivation.
Deliberate seeking, on the contrary, becomes an obstacle.
Getting off track... In short, she, Sheng Sheng Yuanyao, is called a genius, but she struggled in the Cloud-Treading realm for decades before finally entering the Huiyang realm. Ye Tinglan's aptitude is clearly slightly inferior to her own, so how did she reach the top in the Huiyang realm in ten years?
Why? She clearly thinks more, has a cluttered mind, and should be less able to calm down and cultivate.
Is it really because the Tianyao Holy Master has endless resources? Or because of what she gained and realized in the war against the demon race back then?
"Do you think my cultivation is so fast that it's unbelievable?" Ye Tinglan suddenly spoke while fighting.
Sheng Sheng Yuanyao said coldly: "Nothing special. Back then you said that without the sect's resources, I would know how difficult the First Grade is; now that I am Super Grade, does your face hurt?"
Ye Tinglan: "..."
It hurts a little.
But not that much: "It's just that you were lucky to meet Lu Xingzhou. After I met Lu Xingzhou, I went straight from the upper stage of Huiyang to the peak; what is there to boast about you struggling in the Cloud-Treading realm?"
Sheng Sheng Yuanyao gritted her teeth: "Cultivation is my own business, what does it have to do with Lu Xingzhou? How old was he back then!"
"You still refuse to admit Lu Xingzhou's important role for you. Or rather, you are afraid to admit that not only is your career supported by him, but even your cultivation is related to him; then what is your own?"
"Nonsense!"
Ye Tinglan parried her sister's punches and kicks and said leisurely: "When you were in the sect, your ideas were different from everyone else's, no one understood you, and you were isolated and helpless, leading to becoming increasingly isolated and extreme. Unexpectedly, just after entering the jianghu, you found like-minded people who supported you with all their might; didn't that joy and fulfillment in your heart make your cultivation much smoother?"
Sheng Sheng Yuanyao fought silently.
"The reason why loose cultivators are difficult is because resources are insufficient, and they all need to fight for them themselves. Once you are busy for a few elixirs and spirit stones, where is there much time and energy to concentrate on cultivation? So you need influence, you need to start a business. But starting from scratch, starting a business, being busy, where is there any leisure time for cultivation." Ye Tinglan sighed: "However, you have Lu Xingzhou."
Sheng Sheng Yuanyao pursed her lips tightly.
"Except for fighting when necessary, you almost don't have to worry about all kinds of trivial matters, and you don't need to use your brain for all kinds of troublesome things. And fighting is also a form of training; your business is more comfortable than others cultivating alone." Ye Tinglan sighed: "Lu Xingzhou says you saved him, raised him, and taught him, and the kindness is as heavy as a mountain. However, sometimes I think, why does it seem like he is raising you?"
This was obviously a malicious smear, not worth refuting, and Sheng Sheng Yuanyao was too lazy to refute such a hater.
As a result, Ye Tinglan's next sentence was: "Or maybe I said it wrong... This is mutual support, helping each other in times of need."
Sheng Sheng Yuanyao's parrying hands softened, and she was repelled several feet by her sister, drifting back in mid-air.
Immediately, she rebounded in a rage, her palm slashing fiercely: "Since you know, why grab him! Is that how you act as a sister?"
"Grab?" Ye Tinglan smiled, parrying casually: "Who are you to him? Are you lovers? Someone is good to him, what does it have to do with you?"
"I..." Sheng Sheng Yuanyao bit her teeth for a long time, speechless.
Silently fighting for a few breaths, she finally said sharply: "You did it on purpose; you knew about me and him, and you approached him on purpose!"
"Oh? Then tell me, what for?"
"Of course, to strike at me."
"Are you worthy?" Ye Tinglan sneered: "Are you worthy of me using my own feelings and purity just to anger you?"
End of Chapter
