Zhang Bairen voiced his thoughts, and Chen Changsheng nodded.
"That's right. That's exactly what I mean."
"If I walk the path of cultivation and lose, I may very well be left with nothing."
"But if I walk the path of external things, then even if I lose, I can still rise again."
"The most typical example is Old Man Yao, whom I sealed deep within an era."
"He lost to the Netherworld Forest Master. So much time has passed, yet he still hasn't emerged from the wounds of the past."
"In the end, he was sealed by ants like us."
"On the other hand, I, Chen Changsheng, have lost many times too, yet I can still rise again."
"After all, what I have always relied on was never myself, but external things."
"If my weapons are destroyed, I'll make new ones. If my puppets are gone, I can make more. If the existing techniques are gone, then I'll research new techniques to deal with you."
"All of these things can be replicated in a short time. The only thing in this world that cannot be replicated is a person!"
"If you, Zhang Bairen, die, there will be no more Zhang Bairen in this world. If Chen Shisan dies, there will be no more Chen Shisan."
"That illusory Number One Under Heaven was never what I sought."
"What I seek is merely to be stronger than ninety-nine percent of the living beings in this world."
As his words fell, Zhang Bairen sighed softly. "You're right. The path pursued by people like us has no end, and it is destined to fail."
"We do not remain undefeated because we are strong enough, but because we do not dare to lose."
"On the Ascension Road, in the Four Directions Continent, in the Sky