"Teacher, isn't that a bit naively foolish of you?"
Jiang Mu spread his hands, feeling that the other party was naively foolish.
"Do you really believe that the Shrek Seven Monsters recorded in those books became gods because of their little bit of running practice?"
"Don't be silly. It was all thanks to immortal herbs. Without eating immortal herbs, becoming gods would have been impossible."
"As for running, maybe running for several decades could let someone absorb Soul Rings with a few more decades' worth of cultivation, or perhaps barely reach a Soul Ring age of just over a hundred years. But after all that time, would it still be useful?"
"Besides having a sufficient age, the prerequisite for absorbing a Soul Ring is that it must be suitable. It's impossible to find one that is both suitable and right at the limit every single time."
These words were extremely blunt. Most of those present were soul masters with excellent Martial Souls and talent.
Even if they were not, they came from wealthy families and possessed plenty of theoretical knowledge.
Just as Jiang Mu had said.
The chances of encountering a suitable Soul Ring were low. Even if one was found, there was a high chance it would be of low quality and only a small chance it would be high quality. Yet one could be absorbed directly simply because it was suitable, while the other required risking one's life?
Which possibility was more common was seemingly obvious.
Why bother running? Running was therefore the stupidest, slowest, and most ordinary method. It could not be said to be useless, but it was not particularly useful either.
They might not all be geniuses, but they could still be considered somewhat talented. They would truly be better off spending the time they