“If you didn’t rely on these external things, you might not necessarily have been able to defeat me.”

“That’s nothing more than nonsense.”

“Even though you defeated me, if you use such vulgar words to shame me and not use reasoning to convince me, how can it make me acknowledge defeat?”

“What reasoning? If we follow your reasoning, then even soul weapons are external objects. Then when cultivators fight, are we just supposed to fight naked, not use anything? Just wake up already. A large part of our strength is obtained through merging our soul force with the vital energy of the world, ice, rain, lightning… these powers are borrowed to begin with, you can gather them if you have runes, cultivation methods… are we not supposed to use these either? Then we should just sit there, throw soul force at each other? This is fighting? What is even the point? Whoever is older, whoever cultivated longer will just win. The battle between cultivators, is it just whoever is still standing wins, whoever is lying on the ground and not moving is the loser? Oh, if I headed to some place others didn’t dare go, obtained something from that place to fight you, the amount of time I used to explore that place, is this not cultivation? Only the cultivation you all do with your eyes closed can be called cultivation?”

This was the conversation Principal Zhang had with a certain Central Continent City Sacred Expert. Under Principal Zhang’s string of rhetorical…

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