Facing Chen Changsheng's question, the system replied, "In response to the host, the Dao of fortune cannot affect your actions."
"To put it plainly, there is no such thing as being destined for you."
"As for the rules of the Heavenly Dao, they likewise cannot bind you."
"In other words, there may be things the host encounters time and again, or things you miss once and never have the chance to see again."
"Everything you encounter is random and unstable."
After hearing the system's words, Chen Changsheng smiled. "System, I've noticed that cultivators sometimes pray to gods and worship Buddhas too."
"Though their strength may even surpass that of the gods and Buddhas of legend, they still enjoy worshipping them."
"Would you say they are being cowardly?"
"In response to the host, this is not cowardice. It is merely a form of spiritual comfort."
"So I no longer even have the right to pray to gods and worship Buddhas?"
"Yes!"
The system answered calmly, "Because of this system's existence, the host will clearly recognize that there are no omnipotent gods or Buddhas in this world, much less any 'fate' capable of interfering with your actions."
"Ha ha ha!"
"System, you really are heartless. You even want to tear away the last scrap of fig leaf I have left."
"When people complain that fate has made things this way, it is not because they truly believe in fate, but because they want to save themselves a little face."
"But you will not even leave me room for that bit of spiritual comfort. How excessive!"
"So be it. Better rely on oneself than beg others. When I, Chen Changsheng, do things, I have never thrown away responsibilities that should be mine and blamed them on 'fate.'"
"When we 'meet again,' I, Chen