Cohabitation with Sword Spirit-Chapter 291 - 28: Sincere and Earnest Words (Part 3)

Shen Feihong was somewhat surprised: "Oh?"

"It's just like the elixirs you take, Marching Pills, that can bring the body to its optimal condition in a short time, without needing three to five days of advance bathing, changing clothes, and adjusting one's breath to nurture the body. This way, I can use power beyond the normal limits without restraint during actual combat, for a brief moment surpassing my level."

Shen Feihong rasped: "That's nothing, it's customary to take such elixirs before a life-and-death battle. If it wasn't unnecessary, I'd take the same elixirs too."

Li Wanqing said: "Haha, it's great you understand, in that case, you should see that your loss is deserved."

Shen Feihong fell silent.

"Moreover, I didn't use any other means just now, I fought you with Flesh and Blood Divine Techniques, which you are best at—of course, in such a battlefield environment, other means might not be useful either. But indeed, I defeated you head-on using your proudest combat technique in the battlefield you're most skilled at."

Shen Feihong's expression became somewhat complex: "Indeed."

Li Wanqing smiled slightly: "But that's not surprising, I've been astonishingly strong since childhood, naturally possessing top-tier Flesh and Blood Divine Techniques, and so far, aside from what I've seen in Little Sister Qingming's Immovable Tyrant Body, I've never seen anyone better than me."

"I see... so that's it." Shen Feihong said, but there was not a hint of ease in his voice.

Li Wanqing said: "So, you should understand that hard work doesn't really solve the problem, in this world, there will always be people whose talent is so superior that your effort seems meaningless. Frankly speaking, the amount of effort I put in is at most two-thirds of yours, aside from cultivation, I have many other things I wish and need to do. But my cultivation is still stronger than yours."

"..."

By this time, some of the onlookers were unable to contain their righteous indignation, wanting to step forward to argue and compete with Li Wanqing.

But they were silently stopped by Shen Herong.

Li Wanqing continued: "The path of immortal cultivation is just that unfair, no matter how hard you try, you can't surpass some people born fortunate, so any sensible person should understand a simple principle: accept your fate. Know what kind of person you are, what abilities you have, and what you can achieve. Do your best at what you can do, and don't have excessive desires for what you can't. If even commoners slowly come to this understanding over time, people from great families should mature sooner. You're not young anymore, you look fifty or sixty, yet you're still as hot-blooded as a twenty-something? Is that what they call the style of a great general, defying the times to show off?"

At this, Shen Feihong finally frowned deeply, clenched his fists tightly, trembling incessantly.

Li Wanqing said: "If you want to throw a tantrum out of shame and anger, I'll accompany you anytime, but no matter how many times we fight, you'll still lose. In short, you're not the type with extremely outstanding personal talent, so why pretend to be mighty? Did Shen Ruoshi say you had to be invincible when appointing you as the heir? In these years, blindly pursuing invincibility that doesn't belong to you, have you considered how much effort those around you have put in to accommodate you?"

At these words, Shen Feihong finally shook, somewhat bewildered, somewhat incredulous.

"For example, to satisfy your competitiveness, exceptions were made to allow you to use high-rank training rooms, then after you practiced to the point of serious injuries, a fortune was spent to collect elixir pills for your healing. For another example, despite harboring good feelings for you, someone didn't dare to confess in order not to disturb your cultivation, letting the beautiful years of their youth slip by. Yet another example is Shen Qing, obviously stronger than you, yet hiding his strength so as not to hurt your self-esteem..."

Upon hearing the last word, Shen Feihong could no longer hold back, his eyebrows stood up like whips: "What did you say?"

Li Wanqing said candidly: "I could tell at first glance, Shen Qing is slightly stronger than I am now. His foundation was better honed than mine in his youth, and in actual combat, I wouldn't be able to beat him. And since you can't beat me, naturally you can't beat Shen Qing. Yet now you are the Chief of the Outer Courtyard and champion of Shen City, do you think this is funny?"

Shen Feihong couldn't smile at all.

Nor could anyone in the Shen Family Outer Courtyard.