Wang Yingjie's head felt heavy and muddled, excruciating pain wracking his entire body. He felt as though his body were about to fall apart, and his consciousness had grown hazy.
In his half-conscious state, memories of the past surfaced in his mind.
"Yingjie, our Lineage has never had a Five Spiritual Roots Core Formation Cultivator. You should give up! What's wrong with marrying several wives and concubines, having plenty of children, and placing your hopes in the next generation? Why insist on searching everywhere for resources? You've worked hard for so long, yet you still haven't cultivated as quickly as the lazy Ying Tang."
"That's right, Yingjie! You're an only son. If you don't marry and have children, your branch will die out. There are plenty of Five Spiritual Roots members in the clan. Which one of them didn't marry and have children early, continuing their line? Has any Five Spiritual Roots clan member ever cultivated to Core Formation? Even Foundation Establishment is difficult."
"Let me be frank. Five Spiritual Roots is the worst aptitude there is. Why waste your time? After struggling for so long, you're still only at the Third Layer of the Qi Refining Stage. Why keep torturing yourself? Wouldn't it be better to enjoy a beautiful wife and lovely concubines? A person must know their own limits. Accepting your fate isn't a bad thing."
The elders urged him one after another.
"Others can't do it, but that doesn't mean I can't. Your grandson wants to give it a try. My fate is mine, not heaven's."
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"My fate is mine, not heaven's. My fate is mine, not heaven's. My fate is mine, not heaven's."
Wang Yingjie murmured to himself. A powerful will to survive rose in his mind, and his consciousness slowly returned to clarity.
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