Zhang Liugen's fellow junior cultivators all ate with great delight.
What surprised them even more was that their cultivation was at least a third stronger than that of the previous batch of senior brothers at the same stage! That was incredible.
It was like middle school students studying: one scored 120, while another only scored 90. The gap was obviously worlds apart.
Those senior brothers who had hit bottlenecks were even more envious, jealous, and resentful.
"Your cultivation is advancing much faster than ours did back then," the senior brothers said enviously. "You kids, every one of you was born at the right time."
"That's right. These are good times now," another senior brother sighed.
"There's a New World across from us. Now that the masters have combined methods from that modern world, they've developed new pills that can improve aptitude and increase cultivation."
Another new disciple asked in confusion, "Then senior brothers, you can take them too. Your cultivation is higher, so shouldn't the effects be even better?"
"It doesn't work like that. Master said we've taken too many pills over the years. We have Pill Poison, and our drug resistance is too strong."
"So those who haven't cultivated yet get the best results after taking them."
"Yes. For people like us who already reached a cultivation bottleneck long ago, taking more won't do much good."
"Alas, what a pity. We always feel like people living at the End of Dynasty, while you are the New People of the Newly Rising Dynasty," another senior brother sighed.
It was impossible for them not to sigh.
Nor did they know the real reason.
No matter how beneficial these microorganisms were, they were still foreign invaders.
The spiritual energy, mana, Divine Sense, and cultivation realms that cultivators gained through cultivation were all