"Senior Zhuge, I have a question. You both like to compare against each other. Aren't you afraid Senior Ling might learn the Refining Technique first?" Lin Tian was a bit puzzled seeing Zhuge Cai Zhe so at ease.
Zhuge Cai Zhe laughed, quite openly: "Old Man Ling will definitely learn it before I do."
"Oh, this is the first time I've heard you praise each other like this, Senior." Lin Tian was very surprised; he thought Old Man Zhuge would have countered Old Man Ling as usual.
"We are used to it; a day without some bickering feels dull. In fact, both Old Man Ling and I are treading different paths in pursuit of our own ultimate goal. The paths are different, but the final Dao is the same."
"But it's a pity that we seem to sense a deep malice from the heavens towards cultivators, as if there's an invisible shackle that confines practitioners to Innate Perfection."
