"In the Present Era, all things have revived. Spiritual energy is rich, abundant, and pure. Even those who are not heaven-defying geniuses or sons of immortal pride find cultivating to immortality as easy as turning over a hand. Some are even born from the womb as innate immortals. Yet in the Ancient Times Era, forget about cultivating to immortality, forget about forming a Nascent Soul—even just building a foundation in cultivation, or simply staying alive, was incredibly difficult."
The old man's expression was quite complex, his tone quite agitated.
If Yuanwu's words earlier expressed the thoughts of the young people of the Present Era, then at this moment, this old man was voicing the inner feelings of those seniors present who had cultivated for many years.
"Since ancient times, no one has ever succeeded casually through mere luck. This is true in the Present Era, and it was true in the Ancient Times Era. High Immortal Yuanwu and the rest of you are no exception, nor are we old-timers, nor the common masses—and You Di is certainly no exception!"
Perhaps this Old Senior's words stirred up the bitter and painful memories of youth for many seniors present. Quite a few stepped forward to express their support.
They had all cultivated arduously all the way from the Ancient Times Era. They had all experienced that era where people fought to the death over a single breath of spiritual energy. The hardships they endured, the suffering they bore—only they themselves knew. They had faced countless life-and-death situations before finally, with great difficulty, cultivating into immortals.
Who would have thought that after the Ancient Times ended, the Present Era saw the revival of all things, with spiritual energy abundant, rich, and pure? The young people of the Present Era cultivated with smooth sailing. Just as that Old Senior said, even if they weren't heaven-defying geniuses or sons of immortal pride, becoming an immortal was as easy as turning over a hand. Some were even born from the womb as innate immortals.
This left a very sour taste in the hearts of those Old Seniors who had endured countless hardships to become immortals. It wasn't envy, nor jealousy, but a lament that they were born at the wrong time, missing out on this good era of revival in the Present Era.
Although they had now cultivated into immortals, because the general environment of the Ancient Times Era was so terrible, even after becoming immortals, their immortal bodies and immortal spirits were not very pure. This, in turn, made their cultivation paths increasingly difficult to tread. Even breaking through a single minor realm required countless years.
The young people of the Present Era were different, especially those innate immortals. Born with pure immortal bodies, their cultivation was unimpeded. Those Old Seniors from the Ancient Times might bitterly cultivate for a hundred years, yet still not match what a Present Era youth could achieve in a hundred days. Especially when they saw that their own cultivation of tens of thousands of years couldn't compare to these Present Era youths in their teens or twenties—the feelings in the hearts of these Ancient Times Old Seniors were how helpless they felt, how aggrieved, and how painful.
Therefore.
When Yuanwu said that You Di relied on luck to awe the Great Desolate, he instantly provoked the anger of all the Old Seniors present.
The reason was simple.
They might all fear the existence of You Di, but besides fear, what they felt more was respect.
However.
Most importantly, You Di also came from the Ancient Times Era. He could even be called a representative figure of that era.
Now, Yuanwu claimed that You Di relied on luck to awe heaven and earth. These words didn't just belittle You Di; they also insulted these Old Seniors who came from the Ancient Times Era.
Think about it—if even a representative figure of the Ancient Times Era like You Di achieved his status today through luck, then what did that make these Old Seniors from the Ancient Times Era?
Not even worthy of luck? Could it be that their entire cultivation was just picked up off the ground?
Yuanwu had poked a hornet's nest, provoking public outrage.
More and more Old Seniors from the Ancient Times stepped forward to angrily denounce Yuanwu.
And among them, the one shouting the loudest was undoubtedly Huode.
Yes.
Huode.
He had stepped forward too!
Because he himself had experienced that Ancient Times era where people fought to the death over a single breath of spiritual energy.
However.
The main reason Huode stepped forward wasn't because of that. It was because Yuanwu had spoken words that belittled Gu Qingfeng.
No one understood Gu Qingfeng better than Huode. If anyone dared to say that Gu Qingfeng's entire journey relied on luck, he would be the first to disagree.
He immediately stepped forward, rushed up, pointed at Yuanwu, and cursed angrily: "You little bastard brat! How dare you! You actually dare to say that You Di relied on luck his whole journey?
Outrageous!
Damn it!
Who in all the heavens and myriad realms doesn't know that You Di was orphaned since childhood, with no father or mother, raised on the charity of a hundred families at the foot of Chiyan Ridge since he was little? And you, you little brat, dare to say You Di relied on luck?
If he relied on luck, he probably wouldn't have lived past three years old before damn well dying!"
"In the mortal realm, when You Di was young, he damn well started living with his head hanging from his belt, surviving on the edge of a blade! From the Great Northwest, to the Kingdom of Yanluo, from the Shangqing Sect to the entire mortal realm—do you think You Di traveled through, sightseeing and enjoying the scenery?
That was him damn well fighting his way all the way from the Great Northwest to the Immortal Court! Rely on luck?
If he relied on luck, You Di wouldn't have survived a single day! He'd have been damn well killed off long ago!"
"You little bastard brat, if you don't know, then damn well don't spout nonsense!
And what was that about 'if You Di were born in the Present Era, he might not fare as well as you'?
Go to your grandmother's leg! You little bastard brat really dare to gild your own face!"
Yuanwu was berated by Huode until his face flushed red, fists clenched in anger. Yet, because he feared Huode's strength, he didn't dare make a move. Moreover, at this moment, it wasn't just Huode angrily confronting him, but many Old Seniors from the Ancient Times Era present.
Of course.
Not daring to make a move didn't mean Yuanwu would back down. He glared furiously at Huode and said, "This High Immortal did not say that You Di's entire journey relied solely on luck! What I said was that in the Ancient Times Era, there were no Heavenly Destinies descending. You Di was merely lucky, seizing an opportunity to ascend the Immortal-Monster King Throne, which allowed him to advance against the current all the way!"
"What? What did you say?
You little bastard brat said what? That You Di ascending the Immortal-Monster King Throne was also good luck?
I say, you little bastard brat!
You're damn well a High Immortal bearing the Immortal Dao's Mandate! Can't you stop damn well embarrassing the Immortal Dao!"
Huode placed one hand on his hip, pointing at Yuanwu with the other as he scolded: "Today, this old man will give you a proper lesson!
Listen well, you little bastard brat! No matter how many or how great the Heavenly Destinies of the Present Era are, they are bestowed by Old Heaven!
But You Di's Immortal-Monster King Throne? That was damn well seized by force!"
"What skill is there in relying on Old Heaven's bestowal?
Seizing it yourself—that's what counts as ability! What's more, you just said it yourself: in the Ancient Times Era, no Heavenly Destinies descended. In other words, the Immortal Kings and Monster Kings back then were all top-tier experts and great powers!
And You Di damn well seized the Immortal-Monster King Throne from these experts and great powers!"
"According to what you, little bastard brat, said—rely on luck?
You damn well try seizing a Heavenly Destiny Throne for this old man relying on luck!
Forget seizing one—in the Present Era, how many people, relying on Old Heaven's bestowal, possess two Heavenly Destiny Thrones?"