Some interesting mythological tales undoubtedly spread through the world more easily than solemn official histories. And if they were interesting stories from within official history itself, their effect naturally doubled.
For the Dao Patriarch Sun Mingxuan, this was undoubtedly a hurdle he could never get over in his long life.
More than ten thousand years ago, people had already joked about this matter. Ten thousand years later, it still had not been drowned beneath the tides of history.
Instead, it had grown fresher with age—the older it became, the more flavor it seemed to have.
It had even spawned all sorts of new versions, such as: If only I had been born ten thousand years earlier, then I too could have contended against the Great Celestial Venerable in the same generation, and so on...
After all, in terms of the cultivation environment, the present day surpassed the era of nations by countless times in every respect.
Xu Jia might have said something about being "seventy or eighty," but in truth, over these ten thousand-plus years, the Federation's genetic modification technology had advanced by who knew how many dimensions compared to the past. It could even directly transform ordinary people into "pseudo-immortals," leaving their cells with no limit to their lifespan.
As for being seventy or eighty years old, all one needed was a genetic operation to become young again on the spot. At seventy or eighty, one was merely a hatchling.
Yet genetic technology could solve the aging of the flesh, not the decay of the mind. Excessive genetic modification could even bring severe consequences, such as the alienation of one's spirit and mind, the direct distortion and collapse of one's personality—a fate more tragic than death.
Thus, the more technology advanced, the stricter the Federation became regarding genetic modification.