"Your achievements today greatly please your master."
Ye Lin nodded in satisfaction. In his eyes, every meridian in Ye Buqu's body was clearly visible. The bones within Ye Buqu's body were crystalline and translucent, radiating a glimmering precious light.
Exceptionally dazzling.
"During the several decades Master was away, I cultivated diligently day after day without the slightest slackening. Yet I still cannot compare to my other senior and junior brothers."
Ye Buqu shook his head regretfully, but he was not overly disappointed. Over these past decades, his heart had become as firm as a rock; no matter what happened, nothing could shake him.
He had simply been through far too much—mockery, cold stares, humiliation, contempt.
The friends who had once fought alongside him had all surpassed him one after another, becoming people he needed to look up to.
He had experienced such disparity many times already. By now, he was immune to many things.
He had seen through it all. No matter what others did, it had not the slightest thing to do with him. Steadily developing himself was the true kingly path.
Only when his own cultivation rose would it become the truth.
"In cultivation, there is no need to care too much about others' opinions. If you cannot even see through something so simple, your future achievements will never amount to much."
"What pleases me is that you have seen through it. Your state of mind has already surpassed your cultivation by far—this is the best possible thing."
"This means that on your path of cultivation, there will be no bottlenecks to speak of."
With his hands behind his back, Ye Lin spoke indifferently. Ye Buqu's state of mind had already surpassed that of many cultivators.
Yet he still could not see as clearly as those old fellows