The White-haired Monk smiled after hearing this and didn’t say a word, but instead, he firmly patted Luo Chen on the shoulder to express his trust and encouragent. The two exchanged a smile and continued to move forward, exploring their own paths and futures in this mysterious and challenging Sunset Forest.
"... Three or five hundred years!" Luo Chen repeated the number with a dazed expression, as if unable to accept this ti span. His eyes were sowhat vacant, clearly shocked by the lengthy period needed for cultivation.
The White-haired Monk observed Luo Chen’s reaction, sighed softly, and spoke slowly, "Yes, that’s why you need to speed up your cultivation, not just for , but more importantly for yourself."
Luo Chen snapped back to reality, letting out a cold snort, "It’s the speed of killing, isn’t it?" His tone carried a hint of sarcasm and discontent.
However, the White-haired Monk shook his head, denying his statent, "No, although killing can benefit a divine being by absorbing the Spiritual Qi and vitality of the deceased, just killing is not enough."
"Why?" Luo Chen asked in confusion, clearly puzzled by this notion.
The White-haired Monk explained, "Theoretically, malicious spirits and vengeful souls mostly lack autonomous consciousness, acting based on instinct. Yet, as a malicious spirit, I possess independent thought. The stronger the master of a vengeful soul, the stronger the vengeful soul becos. But if your cultivation doesn’t increase, even if I barely beco an immortal, my foundation will be very shallow. On the path of immortality, one round of heavenly tribulation could reduce to ashes, leaving all previous efforts in vain, and success just a step away."
Luo Chen fell silent after hearing this; he knew that what the White-haired Monk said was true. After a long while, he finally spoke slowly, "I’ll do my best." Although his tone was sowhat helpless, it also revealed his inner determination.
The White-haired Monk looked at him seriously, "Luo Chen, this is a very serious issue. It’s not just about whether I can achieve immortality; more importantly, it’s about you."
"?" Luo Chen looked at the White-haired Monk with so confusion.
"Yes, you!" The White-haired Monk nodded affirmatively, "Your character is tenacious, and your willpower is strong, which are your strengths. However, you are too kind-hearted internally, and your approach to things is too indecisive. This can affect your fate, and it may even cause you to lose your faith."
"Fate? Faith?" Luo Chen was stunned; he had never considered these issues related to himself. He had always firmly believed in his faith and pursuit, but at this mont, he was touched by the White-haired Monk’s words.
"Fate is a person’s destiny and fortune; it is closely related to your personality, actions, and mindset," the White-haired Monk continued to explain, "And faith is your spiritual pillar and source of motivation. If you lose your faith, you will lose the motivation and direction to move forward."
Luo Chen was silent for a mont, then took a deep breath, "You are right, I should be more steadfast in my faith and pursuit. Thank you for your reminder." There was a determined gleam in his eyes, as if he had found his direction.
The White-haired Monk looked at Luo Chen’s transformation, nodded in satisfaction, "Very good, Luo Chen. I believe you can find your path and stick to it relentlessly. Rember to not let yourself be influenced by external disturbances, keeping inner peace and determination."
Their conversation echoed in the air, and Luo Chen’s heart surged with newfound strength and resolve. He knew his path would be long and arduous, but he also believed that as long as he held steadfast to faith and marched forward courageously, he could carve out his own road and create a brilliant future.
"Indeed, everyone has their own fate, which constantly changes with the environnt and personal behavior," the White-haired Monk said slowly, each word carrying profound philosophy, causing Luo Chen to fall into deep thought.
Luo Chen nodded slightly, indicating his understanding, "Haven’t you noticed? You haven’t been struck by lightning for a long ti." The White-haired Monk continued to guide Luo Chen’s reflection.
Luo Chen was taken aback, thinking back, it was indeed as the White-haired Monk said; he hadn’t experienced the cleansing of heavenly tribulation for a long ti. "Yes," he admitted.
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