It was like copying homework. You might get the exact same score as someone else by copying their work, but you could never surpass their score.
Because you had only briefly obtained someone else's results; you had not gone through the process of achieving them.
For all evolved lifeforms in the Chaos Universe, results were certainly important, but the process was equally indispensable.
If two Level Nines who had comprehended the same law were to fight, one having climbed there step by step while the other had been directly granted a perfect Level Nine law—
Judging solely by their abilities, the one who had made their own way up would be far inferior. Yet if they fought, the one granted the perfect law would certainly lose.
There were many factors that could lead to defeat. Perhaps they lacked ruthlessness, perhaps they lacked fighting spirit, or perhaps they lacked the will to stake everything on survival.
In short, if the process of growth was missing or simplified, then even if one successfully advanced, something would ultimately still be lacking.
In Jiang Yang's eyes, the so-called Sons of Destiny lacked certain things. Although some Wills of the Plane arranged trials for them, the growth of Sons of Destiny ultimately remained under the Will of the Plane's control.
"It's good that you know your own shortcomings. As for you prying open my coffin earlier, I'll temporarily let it slide. But you need to do me a favor!" Jiang Yang patted Huang Qingqi on the shoulder and unconsciously edged closer. She immediately looked wary.
"Keep your distance from me!"
"Tsk, it's not like I'm going to do anything to you. Why are you so standoffish?" Jiang Yang glanced at Huang Qingqi. She was quite pretty, though she carried an air of cold aloofness that