The path to Promotion was completely different now, and in some ways even seemed entirely opposite.
"Lord Night Fiend, why is the path to Promotion you taught me completely different from the one the Mother Tree gave me? Is there something wrong here? Is one right, or wrong?"
At a time like this, Xu Le had no intention of hiding anything anymore. If he didn't understand, he would ask.
Promotion was far too important for him to proceed carelessly.
Night Fiend blinked, her fluttering eyes looking somewhat innocent, though Xu Le certainly wouldn't actually believe she was innocent.
After a while, Night Fiend finally spoke slowly:
"What Warlocks call Promotion is actually a breakthrough in the essence of life. Ultimately, as long as you can keep going, the route you take doesn't matter."
"The route to Promotion doesn't matter? As long as you can keep going?"
Xu Le was somewhat puzzled. According to most Warlocks, the Promotion ritual was always the most important thing. It required meticulous preparation and completion, without a single mistake.
How had it become unimportant when it came to Night Fiend?
"Could you explain a little more clearly, Lord Night Fiend? I don't quite understand..."
"As long as you can advance in level, the direction, nature, and attributes of your abilities don't really matter much, because in the end, you will always find your own path, or you'll fail to continue and die."
"Please don't keep saying unlucky things like dying, Lord Night Fiend. It's bad luck."
"The things you study and the books you read aren't your own. All of them have boundaries and will eventually reach a limit. Rituals are the same. These rituals given to you and taught to you are nothing more than paths others have traveled. Ultimately, you must turn them