Two hundred years later, Divine Land is still the same Divine Land. From afar, everything looks great, and it seems to have already taken steps on the road to civilization advancement.
Their territory began to expand into StarCraft, and their civilization level was also striving for higher advancements. But amidst this flourishing scene, it seemed that something lurking beneath the surface was about to surface again.
Li Xingkong wasn't in a hurry to contact Divine Land; he planned to explore Venus more.
Aside from the children, the ordinary adults who saw Li Xingkong did not show envy in their eyes, but rather a hint of inexplicable hatred. However, when Li Xingkong looked at them, they showed a fawning expression.
To fawn over, bordering on flattery.
You can't get the truth out of such people; society has worn down their edges, and nine out of ten things they say are against their conscience.
To get a real understanding, you need to find a clueless young man.
After passing through several towns, everyone he encountered seemed to be avoiding Li Xingkong, until Li Xingkong strolled onto a college street and met a few young people who looked like students.
They looked at Li Xingkong, their eyes filled with undisguised jealousy, practically spitting fire.
Li Xingkong naturally sensed the gazes of these people and was secretly delighted. This was exactly what it meant to find a target.
Using his Divine Sense, he isolated everyone else around him. Whether they were ordinary people or cultivators, they were as if they had never seen Li Xingkong.
After walking up to the group, Li Xingkong spoke unhurriedly.
"I see jealousy in your eyes. What are you jealous of?"
The group was caught off guard when Li Xingkong noticed their glance. They panicked and tried to escape, only to find that an invisible barrier surrounded them, preventing them from getting out and even their shouts from getting out.
They watched helplessly as their classmates and teachers walked past them, completely unaware of their actions, and only then did they realize that they had run into a snag.
"As expected, it became every good thing of the great cultivator."
Since they couldn't run away, they simply stopped running. One of the young men sat down on the ground and started cursing at Li Xingkong.
Li Xingkong and helped him up, and an invisible Magic Power lifted him up.
"I'm not here to cause trouble, I just want to ask a few questions."
Why come to us with your questions instead of asking others?
Seeing the young man being helped up, the girl beside him rushed over, put her arm around his shoulder to check for any injuries, and asked questions as she did so.
"It's simple, because I see injustice in your eyes."
Li Xingkong gestured, and the space where they were located shifted. They were originally standing on the street in front of the school, but now they appeared in a hazy space. The surroundings seemed to be shrouded in Mist, and there were only a few stone chairs arranged around a stone table in front of them.
"Sit down, let's talk slowly."
Li Xingkong waved his hand, and the Mist transformed into a pot of tea, which he then poured a cup for everyone.
Although the group had seen cultivators before, and even had elders in their families who had reached the Qi Refining Stage, they had never seen such methods before.
Even those Foundation Establishment cultivators are probably no better than this.
They sat down cautiously, exchanging bewildered glances, wondering what this mysterious immortal wanted to ask.
"You haven't started cultivating, is it also because of the quota?"
Li Xingkong spoke.
The group exchanged glances, and it was the boy who finally spoke.
"Yes, senior, none of us are qualified to cultivate."
"Come on, tell me how this qualification was determined."
Li Xingkong got serious.
"It seems to have happened 70 to 80 years ago. According to my elders who practice cultivation, back then everyone could cultivate, and schools offered cultivation courses to everyone. But at that time, a notice suddenly came saying that there seemed to be a problem with the source of Spiritual Root. The number of people cultivating had increased too quickly, causing the quality of everyone's Spiritual Root to decline."
"The notification came a bit too late, and we don't understand anything about Spiritual Root or anything like that. Anyway, since then, the school has stopped offering cultivation classes, and not everyone can cultivate anymore. Only those who draw a cultivation spot can attend a specialized cultivation university."
Although the young man offered an explanation, the reasons behind it were naturally unclear to him as an ordinary person.
Based on his statement, Li Xingkong had a general idea.
Perhaps because there are too many cultivators, the Spiritual Root Server on the moon are already somewhat overloaded, which is why Divine Land came up with this idea.
But that doesn't make sense. Not having Spiritual Root just means slower cultivation; didn't the first batch of cultivators from Divine Land all go through that process? If the Spiritual Root Server is full, can't we just switch to a different cultivation method?
"So that's why you stopped practicing?"
The group nodded in agreement, their faces filled with helplessness. They shared the same envy; Li Xingkong still looked young and didn't seem like a highly accomplished cultivator at all. They considered him one of the lucky ones who had drawn the Li Xingkong.
"Does the lack of Spiritual Root mean you can't cultivate? Haven't you tried cultivating yourselves?"
Li Xingkong continued to press for answers.
The group exchanged glances a few more times, but this time their gazes towards Li Xingkong were somewhat strange.
"Of course you can't cultivate without Spiritual Root. Aren't cultivators able to cultivate precisely because they have Spiritual Root?"
This time, it was Li Xingkong to be dumbfounded. What kind of bizarre theory was this? He had only been in seclusion for a few years, and now he was being treated as if cause and effect were reversed?
History books, huh? They're really something else.
"Who told you this?"
Li Xingkong found it hard to believe. It had only been a few hundred years. There had been plenty of Foundation Establishment cultivators before, so they shouldn't all be dead. How could they just let them spout nonsense like that?
"That's what the basic knowledge of cultivation taught in school: you can't cultivate without Spiritual Root. What's wrong with that?"
"Did you bring your textbooks? Let me check."
At this point, Li Xingkong had already sensed something was wrong. This kind of thing could not have been pushed forward by one or two cults, or even a small group of people. To be able to so directly reach into education, and even distort the truth and history, this must have been a decision made within Divine Land.
The group took out textbooks from their bags, and the books on the table began to turn on their own, even without any wind.
Introduction to Traditional Literature, Science, Mathematics, and Basic Knowledge of Spiritual Practice...
He flipped through each and every textbook.
Most of the content is fine, especially the science-related aspects, where the theoretical knowledge is more complex due to contact with extraterrestrials.
However, when it comes to literature, history, and spiritual practice, it has been altered to a point that it is no longer recognizable.
It's one thing that Li Xingkong himself wasn't mentioned at all, since he didn't care about that, but the way the path of cultivation appeared was also changed. It's said that ancient trees drifted from the heavens and earth, forming Spiritual Root, and then, through the experiments of predecessors, these Spiritual Root were planted in the human body, thus giving rise to the path of cultivation...
This is so damn funny, even the person who made up the story is laughing at themselves.
If you can talk so much nonsense, why don't you write novels?