Clever Man found Wenren Sheng and said to him directly:
"Come on, brother, you're being far too foolish."
"Do you think nobody else knows about these things?"
"Why does no one say anything?"
"We all know, but what can we do?"
"Can't we persuade Old Ancestor?" Wenren Sheng deliberately asked.
"Of course not. Old Ancestor lost his drive long ago. He simply no longer has the resolve to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage." The clever man sighed.
"Why not?"
"For one thing, upgrading this Spirit Vein takes several thousand years—at the very least, a thousand. Doing this would mean making himself suffer so that his descendants could live comfortably."
"The first Golden Core Old Ancestor thought that way, and so did all those who came after him."
"Was there never anyone willing to sacrifice themselves for their descendants?" Wenren Sheng asked in return.
"It's not that there weren't. I heard Sixth Ancestor wanted to do that, but he fell short at the last step. In the end, the Seventh Ancestor he chose realized that he himself would have to keep making sacrifices."
"By normal calculations, it would take at least three Old Ancestors investing continuously. But people can usually only manage two generations. Three generations is too few." The clever man sighed.
"I understand." Wenren Sheng nodded.
Clever Man then looked around and set up a soundproofing formation.
He said mysteriously, "Unless—unless we wait until Old Ancestor is dead. Only then will we have a chance to change things."
"If we can choose an Old Ancestor with ambition, we can change this world."
Wenren Sheng looked at Clever Man and nodded.
The other man's intentions were completely obvious.
Wenren Sheng said directly, "Then do you know how to get Old Ancestor killed?"
Clever Man shuddered upon hearing that, then