Chapter 357: (3): Cessation of the Rain
"If you were a human, then you would have a bright future ahead in Majestic World as a Diplomatist, but you don't possess the aptitude required to become a Naturalist," the old Daoist priest remarked.
"That is indeed true," the young Daoist priest replied with a resigned nod.
"Truth be told, if any of the people of your generation from your two worlds had been born just a little earlier, many of you would've been had bright futures ahead had you managed to live to this day," the old Daoist priest said in a meaningful voice, and the young Daoist priest fell into deep thought upon hearing this.
The old Daoist priest reached out with one hand to make a grabbing motion, and all of the lightning outside the Dragon Locking Platform instantly broke through the constraints of the rules, springing onto the platform before converging in the old Daoist priest's grasp to form a fist-sized ball of lightning.
A wry smile appeared on the young Daoist priest's face upon seeing this.
Just that simple gesture alone perfectly displayed the gap between them, and it had nothing to do with cultivation base.
The old Daoist priest tucked the ball of lightning up his sleeve, then said in a quiet voice, "In one of the Hundred Schools of Thought that the old scholar sorely despises, a figure emerged with the most impactful saying of this world."
"Please enlighten me, Senior," the young Daoist priest implored with a fervent expression.
The old Daoist priest turned to him with a cold expression and reprimanded, "You're a demon, yet you refer to me as senior? Are you denouncing me as an old demon?"