Morning.
Chen Changsheng woke feeling refreshed.
At the same time, Shui Yue thoughtfully brought him hot water.
Watching Chen Changsheng wash up at his leisure, Shui Yue could not help asking, "Sir, cultivators like us devote ourselves to bitter training day and night."
"And as far as I know, most cultivators meditate instead of sleeping."
"But I've never seen you meditate. Is it because your cultivation has reached a realm where you can do as you please?"
At Shui Yue's question, Chen Changsheng tossed his towel aside and said,
"I'm not too sure myself. Anyway, since I first set foot on the path of cultivation, I've never trained all that seriously."
"When I need more cultivation, I train a little. Most of the time, what I have is enough."
Shui Yue's mouth twitched. "Then your talent must be unparalleled through the ages."
"Not really."
"When I first started cultivating, my talent was actually quite poor."
"I found a few ways to improve it, but they didn't work especially well."
"Later, as time passed, the laws of the world I lived in changed, and I began cultivating under a new Cultivation System."
Shui Yue's face lit with understanding. "I see! The old Cultivation System must not have suited you."
"Once the new Cultivation System appeared, you caught the wind and soared straight into the sky."
"Wrong again!"
"It wasn't that the new Cultivation System suited me. I created a Cultivation System based on my own circumstances."
"Because this Cultivation System was practically tailor-made for me, most cultivators can't outpace me."
Shui Yue: ???
Shui Yue was utterly dumbfounded.
She had heard of cultivators switching to another path because a particular technique did not suit them.
She had never heard of a cultivator creating an entirely new system because cultivation was not