Jiang Ding and Yuan exchanged a glance. Neither spoke.
They knew each other too well.
In the past, when Divine Mechanism and the others were still around, it had always felt as though a long era separated them. Now, they seemed to be living beings of the same age again.
"Senior, how is the Immortal Sect doing now?"
Jiang Ding asked.
A large number of veteran Void Refining experts had entered slumber. Industrial production and the development of immortal cultivation technologies must have been affected; he simply did not know whether the impact remained manageable.
"Not bad."
"The impact hasn't been too great."
Yuan shook his head slightly. "The Immortal Sect's ten trillion citizens are born and die, generation after generation, with ascended immigrants adding to their numbers. Count a century as one generation, and every generation produces many geniuses. Every thousand years produces outstanding talents. Divine Mechanism and the others have gone to sleep, but new citizen Void Refining cultivators will step up. It won't cause too much disorder."
"The younger generation is inexperienced, and they're still far behind Divine Mechanism and the others. That's true."
"But Divine Mechanism and the others weren't born that capable. They grew through countless trials, taking charge of Immortal Sect-level research projects at the Immortal Gate Academy of Sciences and learning from many mistakes."
"These young people of the Immortal Sect will gradually grow on a new platform of their own."
Yuan smiled wryly.
"Seen that way, perhaps it's a good thing for us old fellows to step down and sleep."
Talent was born not only of natural gifts, but also of opportunity.
Take several people with equal aptitude: one led a city-level research project, another a world-level project, and a third a domain-level project. After thousands of years of experience, these people,