"Give up? How could I?"
"The strength I painstakingly cultivated, the true foundation that belongs to me, my greatest guarantee of attaining Legend—how could I treat it as an illusion and abandon it?"
Hearing Qi Zhengyan's string of questions, this thought rose naturally in Meng Qi's mind.
Without martial strength, what would I use to deal with the situation of Legendary Great Powers returning one after another?
Without martial strength, if I faced ill-intentioned people like the Golden Silver Strange Pupils, wouldn't I lack even the power to resist?
Without martial strength, would I have to rely on the Other Shore Great Figure behind me for everything?
Without martial strength, how would I search for clues and revive Xiao Sang?
Without martial strength, if my teachers or friends encountered danger, wouldn't I be able to do nothing but watch helplessly? Even if my heart burned with anxiety and worry drove me half-mad, I would still be powerless?
Step by step, I had reached my current realm and status, and so many things were built upon martial strength as their foundation. Without it, I would be a rootless duckweed, wanting to act but unable to do so. Just imagining it was enough to make me truly feel what it meant to be powerless!
Seeing the rare change in Meng Qi's expression, Qi Zhengyan grew even more solemn, though his tone became even flatter.
"If we didn't trust each other, and someone else had made this suggestion, would you think it was a conspiracy? That they intended to trick the strongest Heavenly Immortal of the present age into crippling his own martial path with a few words, then kill him with ease?"
"Doesn't your fierce resistance and struggle prove that you depend on martial strength?"
"You lived for so many years without