"According to what Senior said, because they aren't strong enough, because they're weak, they give birth to all kinds of evil thoughts and want to swallow up everything to make themselves stronger?"
The Purple Robe Youth said this thoughtfully.
"That's one way to understand it."
Li Xuan nodded.
"But someone who is already very, very strong—so strong they could be called invincible—why would they still be weak?"
The Purple Robe Youth looked puzzled. "How strong must someone be to count as strong?"
Li Xuan smiled brightly. The Purple Robe Youth had started calling him "Senior." That was a good beginning. It meant the other party recognized his extremely formidable strength!
It meant he acknowledged him as an incomparably powerful senior!
"How strong, you ask? The paths I've walked are legends for those who came after me. Before me, there were no predecessors.
"Only then can one feel the loneliness of being invincible."
The Purple Robe Youth scratched his head and asked hesitantly, "Are you talking about yourself?"
Li Xuan smiled without answering, displaying the full mystery of a great master.
Inside the little stone house, the two chatted back and forth. Li Xuan occasionally boasted a little, but always stopped at just the right point, appearing unfathomably profound.
The Purple Robe Youth seemed to have not spoken with anyone for a long time, especially not with a strong cultivator. The more they talked, the more he said. A few times, he nearly let something slip, but stopped himself in time and changed the subject.
Although Li Xuan had failed to obtain much information, he had more or less figured out that the Purple Robe Youth was extremely strong and somewhat unusual. His mind, however, was indeed like that of a youth, and he occasionally displayed an intense curiosity.
At times,