Wang Wei nodded. Everything is connected, and in the path of cultivation, the foundation is fundamental. Most cultivators believe that the Dao Foundation stopped mattering after the Emperor Realm. However, that is far from the truth.
According to Wang Wei's calculation, the minimum requirement for someone to become a Paragon is a failed Nine Extremity Foundation. Without it, the chances of surviving the Immeasurable Tribulation have drastically decreased.
Furthermore, Wu Hong told him that the Dao Foundation would become extremely important in the Half-Step Transcendent Realm. It's not just the Dao Foundation, but the cultivator's achievements and so on will also play a role in their strength.
With today's events, he also understood that how a cultivator achieves transcendence will affect their strength and maybe even whether they can achieve a higher level.
'I always thought the Cardinals achieved their strength by making a deal with Grand Dao to work for the latter with their eventual freedom. Maybe, they also cannot reach higher levels due to how they achieved their strength,' Wang Wei thought. He was not sure about this analysis, but if it's true:
'The Fate Cardinal Position is a pit, and under no circumstance should I accept it,' Wang Wei thought. Previously, he might have considered accepting the position if everything else fails. After all, no matter what, it's a way of making high strides toward the path of transcendence.
As a last resort, Wang Wei would not mind spending countless epochs serving as the Fate Cardinal before regaining his freedom and pursuing higher levels. However, if this position cut his path forward, he would rather die than take it.
"By the way, did you memorize all the Dao Rhymes of this technique?" Wang Wei asked. "I've only registered about 65% of it."
"I got everything," Wu Hong nodded. A transcendent technique was precious to even someone in their realm. Although it was not a path to achieve transcendent but an application of transcendent strength, its worth is beyond words — especially for her to complete her 3800 Dao Seals.
"What do you want to do with him?" she asked.
"Can we do anything? Believe it or not, we will all die if we touch him," Wang Wei replied calmly.
"Oh, did you think of something?" Wu Hong asked.
"It's not hard to figure out if you think hard enough. What do people of that level pursue?"
"Higher levels," Wu Hong replied.
"Yes, and no matter how many Paragons they've cultivated, it's meaningless to them."
Wu Hong squinted as she immediately realized what he meant. "They all have his name and are essentially clones of him."
"Exactly, and if he can cultivate them to the Half-Step Transcendent Realm, he could use them to borrow strength or even fuse with them to achieve higher realms," Wang Wei sighed. He figured it out so quickly because that's precisely what he would have done.
"That Old Man Tianji must have been planning this for Heaven knows how long. Who knows how many Half-Step Transcendents he must have cultivated and swallowed? I'm sure this technique has some limits, but even so, I reckon he must have walked very far on the transcendent path."
Boom!
The world trembled slightly, and everything stopped: all cultivators, matter, energy, and even the rules of heaven and earth. Only two people were not affected: Wang Wei and Wu Hong. Then, a pair of eyes appeared above the sky, glancing at them.
"Two little ants figured out my plan?" A deep voice echoed between Heaven and Earth. Wu Hong and Wang Wei immediately felt a few running deep through their souls. This was not because of their character or flaw in their mind, but the instinct reaction of a creature meeting a higher life form.
However, even as lower life forms, these two were extraordinary. They remained calm, controlled their bodies' natural instincts, and calmly looked at that pair of eyes.
"Interesting," said the voice before looking in the distance. Two people who were fighting were now looking at him. One of them was indifferent, but the latter sent a warning. However, he did not care. Although they were in the same realm, these two were too weak, so the eyes focused on the ants.
"Quite anti-climatic, isn't it?" Wang Wei sighed.
"Was that?" Wu Hong asked, thinking of the unknown origin of that clone that complicated her love life.
"Yeah."
Wu Hong sighed. The last time she felt this powerless was during the Ultimate Taboo. Thinking about how she had to experience such a terrible feeling again because of that bastard, she became angry:
"Why are you always causing trouble? From what I know, you're not born with the fate of a Disaster Star."
"Why are you blaming me?"
"Isn't this your fault? If you so blatantly say his name, do you think he would have noticed little ants like us?"
Wang Wei smiled wryly as she was correct. He was so used to using Maitreya and Supreme Unity names like it was nothing that he had forgotten a fundamental truth: do not say the name of higher beings in vain. Even Great Emperors can sense someone using their name or title, let alone these transcendent species.
"That's indeed my fault, and I apologize," Wang Wei said, and Wu Hong snorted coldly.
"I know it's a terrible feeling realizing how weak and insignificant we are," Wang Wei continued. "However, isn't this the best motivation for us? One day, we will stand at their level and even surpass it."
They had this confidence since there were many signs that they'd succeeded already. Although it was not a hundred percent guaranteed, this fact was enough to give them more confidence than 99% of all sentient beings.
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