And Tang Luo was not annoyed, because he knew how fierce the seemingly harmless old man sitting before him truly was.
It is said that once a sect angered him, but because ancient sects were on friendly terms with each other, he couldn’t even find anyone to assist him in seeking trouble. After reaching the other shore, he actually went alone to take them down single-handedly.
Kunpeng striking the land, ghosts wailing at night, a thousand phoenixes facing the dragon beasts like a forest...
On that day, the heavens changed color, the earth collapsed, and the ancient sect was leveled to the ground, a single battle wiping out millennia of foundations.
Almost unscathed, the old man beca the pinnacle of thousands of years of the Beast Taming Sect’s combat power.
Since then, no one dared to address the Old Master of Dragon Valley by na.
Such a person must have gone through countless worldly trials and temptations to cultivate the current peaceful mindset.
Not to ntion far off events, just on this journey up the mountain, Tang Luo saw countless disciples from the Cao family seeking the ancestor’s immortal traces.
Among them were definitely many of the direct lineage, yet the old man managed to conceal himself, not showing up for anyone.
Attempting to sway such a person with re flattering words is truly foolish.
Clearly, the Old Master was reminding Tang Luo not to speak idly; if he wants to persuade, he must present sothing tangible.
So, naturally, Tang Luo, going along with the flow, took out a record book.
On it were the details from the Wind dia Departnt of Unparalleled City, gathered from the Beast Tar across the cities of Longzhou.
"In the past thousand years, with the developnt of martial arts, the Beast Taming Sect has involuntarily shown signs of decline."
Tang Luo seriously stated, "The decrease in sales of spiritual beasts and fierce beasts is a clear signal. Nowadays, noble families no longer regard spiritual and fierce beasts as fundantal foundations, but are willing to invest more resources in nurturing their disciples.
The reason for this is not because the Beast Taming Sect’s beast taming skills have regressed, but because martial arts have progressed.
The Dark Era was the era of the strongest demonic beasts, yet even then, the beasts were not the match for the Human Race. As ti went on, the fierce beasts beca even less likely to be the mainstay of the era.
Though they won’t face extinction, maintaining the peak position is difficult. Actually, just by observing externally, it’s evident that practitioners of the Beast Taming lineage are dwindling. Because nurturing human practitioners for similar costs yields individuals not only comparable in longevity to beast tars but surpasses them in potential and adaptability!"
To say in front of the Old Master that the Beast Taming Sect’s cultivation philosophy is already in decline.
This act requires imnse courage.
Especially when the old man’s face sank, even Tang Luo felt the pressure like a tsunami.
Yet, truth is truth, and what he spoke was sothing the Beast Taming Sect should be more aware of.
Otherwise, why would they establish posts across different continents and build relay stations if not to enhance influence?
If not because of exhausted potential, why seek such external thods?
As Tang Luo said, you can still boast the Beast Taming Sect as number one.
But from the Sect’s actions, it is not hard to see the decision-makers are all anxious about the Sect’s future.
However, for a colossal entity like the Beast Taming Sect, its actions carry imnse inertia. In other words, minor tweaks are easy, but overturning the entire carriage is nearly impossible.
This is why the Beast Taming Sect, despite its anxiety for the future, hasn’t made any substantial changes.
"Beasts inferior to humans, this has been repeatedly verified over the thousand years. Why do so in the Beast Taming Sect support the heretical ways of soone like Cao Lie? Because the Sect has reached a point where change is inevitable."
Under imnse pressure, Tang Luo continued eloquently, "How to change? Why to change? I don’t know if the elder has noticed, but nowadays, people have better aptitude and talent than the ancients. What do you think is the reason?"
Such a direct question, yet the Old Master’s dark face didn’t soften, as he just looked at Tang Luo without the slightest intention to answer.
Faced with failed interaction, Tang Luo bitterly smiled inwardly and took out two more research records.
"This one, from the Lingxiao Sect, concerns the achievent records of over thirty native tribes at the foot of Lingxiao Peak over the past centuries."
"This one is the fundantal genealogy of the Tang Clan, recording all Tang Clan disciples’ cultivation and achievent over the past thousand years."
Tang Luo placed the genealogies on the tree stump before the Old Master, and said seriously: "Looking at the earliest records from a hundred years back, at that ti, the achievent rate of the Tang Clan was about the sa as the Beimang natives. Out of every three youths, roughly one could complete Foundation Building.
Among a hundred Mortal Realm practitioners, about two or three could reach the Shedding Mortal Realm.
And among every three hundred in the Shedding Mortal Realm, roughly one could break through to the Fierce Realm.
And that was it. Basically, in those days, reaching the Fierce Realm was the peak of a family or clan practitioner’s life, the limit of cultivation.
But the following hundred years saw changes, the elder can see, the situation for the Beimang tribes remained about the sa, but there were changes for family disciples, one out of two children could complete Foundation Building.
Achievent rates increased, one out of ten Mortal Realm practitioners could break through, and Fierce Realm wasn’t a rarity, with achievent rates tripling.
Another hundred years passed, and the rate increased further. Among Tang Clan disciples, nearly sixty to seventy percent could complete Foundation Building, and the achievent rate for the next two realms, although not as dramatically improved as in the previous century, still increased."
"Martial arts heritage, heaven blesses those who endure, with nonstop cultivation, talents erge."
The Old Master said calmly, "That is Tang Clan’s fortune."
"I have a different view on this matter."
Tang Luo smiled, "If the surge in talent in the latter two realms is due to advances in the Tang Clan’s martial arts heritage, then in Foundation Building everyone uses the most basic thods. Are Tang Clan’s disciples truly more outstanding than those of Beimang? But clearly, a few hundred years ago, everyone’s completion rate for Foundation Building was similar, even the mortality rate was similar, so why is there such a large disparity every century?"
As he listened, the Old Master suddenly found a sense of discordance.
He had lived too long and didn’t even know how many King Realms he had seen.
But all the kings who sat with him discussed my dao.
Xiehe’s kings, one after another, focused mostly on their own paths, yet the man before him, even if seated, looked as robust as a mountain.
Clearly possessing peak martial talent and vision, yet discussing topics unrelated to his martial path.
eting with the Saint Lord of the pinnacle sacred land of the current era, yet talking about the Beimang natives, small family clans of Longzhou, and matters of children’s Foundation Building, was indeed peculiar.
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