"Paying a late-night visit to Mr. Li and disturbing your secluded cultivation was my fault. I should be the one apologizing." Hao Huang returned the greeting with cupped hands and a smile.
After the two exchanged pleasantries, Hao Huang finally said with a hearty laugh, "Given your current cultivation, why haven't you ascended to the Immortal Realm yet? I'm afraid that if you remain in the Tian Yuan Realm, your cultivation will struggle to advance even an inch, won't it?"
That question stumped Li Zhōujūn.
After all, he did want to ascend to the Immortal Realm. Unfortunately, his strength wouldn't allow it.
"Li Mou was born here." Li Zhōujūn smiled.
What he meant was: I love my hometown. I don't want to ascend so soon.
Hao Huang's eyes flashed with a hint of admiration.
Cultivators had always placed benefits above all else. There were few cultivators as affectionate and loyal as the young man before him.
After all, some cultivators would secretly strike down even their own blood brothers for the sake of breaking through. To a True Immortal, the Tian Yuan Realm was already useless. Calling it a barren and inhospitable land would not be an exaggeration. Staying behind would only impede their progress, and they might well be forced to stop here forever.
Thus, once most cultivators survived the Lightning Tribulation, they would convert their spiritual power into immortal spiritual power and ascend directly to the Immortal Realm.
Though a True Immortal who ascended to the Immortal Realm would become a low-level cultivator there,
which Mahayana cultivator wasn't arrogant and ambitious?
They always believed that even after ascending to the Immortal Realm, they could still reveal their brilliance and climb to the summit once more.
As for True Immortals who had completely converted their spiritual power into immortal