After this thought flashed through Lin Changqing's mind, he immediately gave a bitter smile and shook his head.
King-grade Origin Veins were already exceedingly rare. As for Saint-grade ones above King grade, they were undoubtedly scarcely seen in this world—finding one was simply impossible.
Cultivating within one was even more of a wild extravagance.
"Unless I become a Core Disciple of the Human Ancestral Court, perhaps then I might have a chance." Lin Changqing mused inwardly. "The Human Ancestral Court must possess Saint-grade Origin Veins, perhaps even ones more powerful than Saint grade.
"But such high-level resources cannot possibly be open to everyone. Only core members might get to enjoy them.
"So in this Seed Trial, I not only need to pass, I need to secure a good ranking.
"Only by successfully drawing the attention of the Ancestral Court's upper echelons can I have more opportunities to rise up, become a Core Disciple, and obtain more resources for cultivation..."
The cultivation world was, in truth, even crueler than the mortal world.
Cultivation was all about contention—contending with Heaven for one's fate, contending with others for resources. Thus, if you tried to be a people-pleaser in the cultivation world, your achievements in this life would naturally be limited. If you did not fight for what you wanted, someone else would come and snatch it away.
When that time came, not only would you fail to obtain more resources, even the portion that had originally belonged to you would be stolen.
Lin Changqing had risen step by step from humble obscurity, so he understood this principle perfectly well.
Therefore, he would not be softhearted—not at any time.
Mercy and hesitation were the hallmarks of the weak.
"Continue collecting King-grade Origin Veins. I must hurry and take all the remaining King-grade Origin Veins.