This was Xiao Luo SIR's first time boarding Huoyun City's city-defense warship, the Fire Dragon God.
The Young Emperors seemed to have boarded warships of this level before and remained fairly calm. Only Xiao Lin SIR secretly looked around curiously while pretending to have seen grand occasions before, unwilling to embarrass his idol.
"Still... the main cannon can actually blast apart an Eighth Tier Dao Method... Idol, Huoyun City's technology seems pretty awesome, huh?"
In an age when cultivating immortality was commonplace, lone-wolf individualism ran rampant. When individuals possessed the power to move mountains and overturn seas, the abilities of weak collectives were often subconsciously ignored... They were lone wolves, but also heroes.
Xiao Lin SIR was part of the generation poisoned by this way of thinking.
"Why do you think technological power is inferior to individual power?" Xiao Luo SIR asked with a smile.
Lin Feng said instinctively, "Being able to blast apart an Eighth Tier Dao Method is impressive, but against an even stronger Great Emperor, or even a Celestial Venerable... wouldn't such a huge thing just be a slow-moving punching bag?"
"In my view, individual cultivation is also a kind of technology... a kind of technique."
"Is that so?" Xiao Lin SIR froze for a moment. But according to the principle of fawning over his idol, even if his idol wrote a poem as awful as a lump of shit, he would still praise it. "Idol, you're amazing!"
—The Great Immortal still hadn't changed Xiao Linzi's character persona back... His adoration stat remained maxed out.
"Quiet." Xiao Luo SIR shook his head.
Xiao Linzi immediately sat up straight—because Iron Rakshasa had arrived.
Iron Rakshasa looked dashing in her military uniform. She was probably the woman most men in Huoyun coveted, while Niu Daguan wouldn't even