Seeing Lianshan Xin's gaze gradually firm, Lianshan Jingcheng suddenly panicked.
"A-Xin, have you really understood? I don't have much confidence in your talent for the Martial Dao."
He still remembered Lianshan Xin's legendary feat of failing to advance beyond the first martial rank, the Body Tempering Realm, for eighteen years. It was an achievement even Shakyamuni Buddha had never attained.
Compared with any great figure in history, Lianshan Xin won hands down.
Lianshan Xin glared at his father. "Dad, I might be no good at martial arts, but I'm an unrivaled genius at immortal cultivation."
He Miaojun sided with her son. "A-Xin really is an unrivaled genius at immortal cultivation. Even if he can't compare with the legendary Dao Lords, he could still rank among the top ten in the world today. Husband, have a little faith in him."
Lianshan Jingcheng still had no confidence. "Top ten in the world today? Doesn't that mean starting at fiftieth place?"
Lianshan Xin: "..."
Lianshan Jingcheng understood what a top-ten ranking was worth. There was nothing wrong with this numerical inflation.
He Miaojun saw nothing wrong with it either, but she still had faith in her son. "Husband, even the top fifty is impressive. Besides, that ranking only measures raw talent. Talent has never been the most important factor in what someone can achieve."
"Then what is?"
"Opportunity, of course," He Miaojun answered without hesitation.
Lianshan Xin nodded in wholehearted agreement. "Your guidance is my opportunity, Mom."
"That's true enough. If someone had guided Shakyamuni Buddha, the Dao Court Ancestor, and the others to set their sights on creating worlds when they were still weak, they would certainly have had a better chance of succeeding than you. Unfortunately, time cannot start over. It's only by standing on their shoulders that I have this