"Can you speak properly or not?" Ren Yue scolded his son with a stern face. Ren Xianghe rubbed his head, looking aggrieved; perhaps he was thinking that this had not been his intention.
Beihu Zhan wore a smile, and even Mao Song looked as though he had barely managed to hold back his laughter. Still, he shook his head, clearly disappointed in Ren Xianghe. Earlier, he had even planned to pair Mao Chuchu with this young man.
I sneered inwardly. In a world blanketed by corruption, cultivators of the Transformed Immortal path advanced more smoothly than Original Immortal cultivators. Since corrupt aura had fused into their own aura, their cultivation speed was also far beyond that of Original Immortals, and their resources surpassed theirs by a huge margin. I did not know what their innermost region was like, but I reckoned it would have no trouble annihilating the current three great powers in an instant.
Since there were probably quite a few Chosen Ones who possessed innate corrupt aura, they still had the right to select candidates even after several thousand years. That was something Original Immortals did not possess. Among Original Immortals, most of those who obtained innate aura relied on luck, or had possessed it within themselves, activating it like a seed sprouting once their cultivation reached a certain level. Yun Bingxin and Yuan Ci were examples of this.
It seemed that the corruption of the Old Heaven Realm and the three great powers' constant retreat were not without reason. Transformed Immortals possessed an innate advantage, which was why someone like Ren Yue could enter the Third Dao Realm at such a young age, despite his mind not yet being fully seasoned and his lack of experience!
Ren Xianghe was rash and lacked patience, but that did not