"Cultivation versus technology? What a laughable distinction." Faced with Wenxing's astonishment, Dongguan said this.
"What do you mean?" Wenxing asked, puzzled.
Their Sacred Number Civilization had long been in an uproar over the opposition between the two.
"Science has always been an attitude of seeking truth from facts, a method of discovering phenomena, studying them, drawing conclusions, and verifying them. In this process, certain technologies naturally emerge. Those with general applications are often considered 'technology.' Those focused on the individual are called"
"cultivation."
"How is an individual's cultivation not a kind of personal 'technology'? And how is 'technology' not the cultivation of a civilization? Is the difference between a scientific attitude and a 'heart that seeks the Dao' really so great?"
Wenxing sank into thought.
Dongguan nodded.
Back then, when he had told the Original Ancestor about "fusing the Ten Great Laws into the Chaos Law," the Original Ancestor had shown little reaction.
Yet when Luo Feng had said the same thing after obtaining the Duan Donghe Inheritance, it had immediately stirred the Original Ancestor.
And now, he occupied a higher position relative to the Sacred Number Civilization, and he ought to make good use of that advantage.
He could not let the seedlings he had nurtured for so long grow crooked.
"Do you know why your civilization was named Sacred Number?"
Wenxing raised his head. "Of course, it's because we believe in the 'Sacred Number.' We yearn to unravel its mysteries. Far too many phenomena, far too many limits, are connected to the number 10081."
"10081 is a wondrous number. So many things in the universe correspond precisely to this number. In fact, it is an obsession I accumulated over a long time. In your civilization's early days, your faith always spontaneously gravitated toward me. But I had no