"So what?"
Lin Xuan's icy voice entered his ears. No one would look pleased when something they believed to be secret was exposed by another.
Right now, Lin Xuan was in exactly that situation.
Killing intent had already seeped from the corners of his mouth, yet the Heavenly Demon shrouded in black qi still turned a blind eye to it.
His expression even carried a faint hint of excitement as he went on talking to himself:
"So what? This is the so-called Mortal Saint Body. Mortals without Spirit Roots should, in theory, also have a chance to set foot on the path of immortal cultivation. However, because their sensitivity to the vitality of heaven and earth is far too weak, their cultivation speed is like doing twice the work for half the result... no, that wording is still too shallow. More accurately, even if they put in ten times the effort, it would be hard for them to gain even ten percent of what others do. The path of immortal cultivation simply isn't suited to them."
"But there are exceptions to everything. Sometimes, when two high-level cultivators come together, there is also a certain chance they will give birth to descendants with no Spirit Roots at all. In that case, they face two choices. One is to let the child live like a mortal. Of course, with parents who are high-level cultivators looking after them, that life will certainly be rich and free of worry. However, a mere hundred years is truly too short for cultivators. How many parents would be willing to let their own child pass through such a brief life in mediocrity, turning into a cup of yellow earth a hundred years later and enduring the pain of parting by life and death? Therefore, quite a few