The claim that artificial diamonds were less valuable than natural diamonds because they were too perfect was complete nonsense.
But some things could indeed become problematic when they were too perfect.
Take cultivation, for example. The more perfect something external was, the more easily it affected the path one walked. Flaws, on the other hand, could help one break free from this cage in the future.
Why was it so difficult for the Emperor Children, ancient imperial sons, and even sentient imperial corpses of Zhetian to attain the Dao? It was because they had inherited an almost complete, flawless Imperial Dao from their parents or former selves.
To break through that limitation, one could only forge a newer, more perfect path.
But even so, where that flaw should be placed was an extremely difficult technical matter.
Like Ye Fan nurturing a hundred scriptures within a furnace, directly taking the most outstanding scriptures from every school and every secret realm to cultivate—that was something only the Ancient Holy Body could pull off. If anyone else tried it, conflicting secret realms would make them explode on the spot.
At this time, it was more appropriate to let the heaven and earth of this world naturally shape these peaches of immortality. Flaws formed by nature might not have been the best option, but at least they were stable.
"Sometimes, taking a step back may reveal a wider sea and sky."
Diga glanced at the distant courtyard buildings.
"Sect Leader..."
"No need for that. You are the Tang Sect's Sect Leader now."
Yang Lie and Tang Miaoxing sat facing each other, both wearing somewhat complicated and subtle expressions.
After all, they had believed that day would be their final meeting in this life. Who could have expected an Immortal descending into the mortal world