Chapter 169 Come, listen to me talk nonsense
"Do you know him?"
Nan Ran was surprised by the White Rat King's reaction and couldn't help but ask.
The White Rat King jumped up and down, very excited.
[Demon Spirit Essence!!]
[Demon Spirit Essence!!]
[This is the essence of the ninth-level demon spirit! !]
[In my White Rat Clan, over a thousand years, only one powerful individual has managed to condense an eighth-level demon spirit essence. However, this effort drained away his cultivation and he died.]
But in the end, the Shuiying Fruit actually grew into the essence of a demon spirit?
unreasonable!
This is totally unreasonable!!
After the White Rat King calmed down, he couldn't figure out the secret no matter how hard he tried.
"You mean to say that this Shuiying Fruit and the demonic essence condensed by your White Rat Clan are the same thing?!"
Nan Ran looked at the Shuiying Fruit in shock, blinking her eyes, and then took out the demon essence that the White Rat King had given her from the space.
According to the White Rat King, the demon essence it presented was of the fifth level.
It is the only fifth-level demon essence that has appeared in the white rat clan in the past three hundred years.
Because the most talented and powerful person in the clan at that time exhausted his cultivation and died in order to condense the essence of the eighth-level demon spirit.
As a result, the white rat tribe suffered a very serious degeneration of talent.
No rat would try to condense the essence of demon spirits of level six or above.
[…Later on, successive White Rat Kings found it difficult to condense even the third-order demon essence.]
The White Rat King said bitterly to himself: [We don't know what happened, why we are like this]
[We can only fall into self-doubt, deny ourselves, and finally accept that this is God's punishment for us]
[It is because our white rat clan has had such a smooth life. Our natural pure spiritual bodies allow us to cultivate without any obstacles.]
Even though our combat power isn't strong, as long as we stay deep in the dungeon and stick together, even high-level monsters won't dare to provoke us.
[We were so carefree that even God couldn't stand it and took away our talents...]
Nan Ran couldn't help but interrupt it, "So, could it be that your powerful person received some kind of instruction, so he deliberately condensed that eighth-level demon spirit essence, and then died from exhaustion, in order to scare your entire clan into regressing in talent?"
[That’s not the case…]
The White Rat King said in a serious tone: "The pursuit of the supreme path is the lifelong pursuit of every cultivator. Why do we need guidance from others?"
[Don’t you want to become the strongest in the Myriad Beasts Continent and ascend to the upper realms…]
"I don't want to!" Nan Ran denied it without waiting for it to finish.
After experiencing his previous life, Nan Ran knows himself too well.
She is actually a person who is particularly prone to extreme obsession. Once she has a goal, she will spend her entire life to achieve it.
But she happened to be an ordinary person with extremely limited talents, so all her goals eventually became obsessions and shackles, which troubled her for half her life.
For example, when I was a child, I was determined to go to Tsinghua University, so I repeated my studies for ten years, but ultimately failed the entrance exam.
For example, after entering society, she felt that she should be rich, very rich, so she lived frugally, worked three jobs a day, and finally saved two million. When she was about to start working towards the third million, she died suddenly.
It's a pity that she worked hard for half her life, but she didn't enjoy a penny of her savings of more than two million.
So in this life, she doesn't want to set any goals for herself at all.
I don't even want to listen to it.
She just wants to be a salted fish, comfortable and lazy all her life, occasionally make a little progress, earn some resources, and then continue to lie down and do badly.
The little mouse of the White Rat King blinked his eyes, as if he had never thought that there would be someone who would not want to be the strongest.
Nan Ran coughed twice: "But what you said makes sense. Who wouldn't want to be the strongest?"
People only say that they are not interested in money after they have more money than they can spend.
When you really have no money, you will be very interested!
I want to make more money even if it means my life.
Make a lot of money and never spend it all.
"But then again, if no one gave you, the White Rat Tribe's powerful one, any instructions, how can you say that Heaven took away your talent?"
Nan Ran glanced at the White Rat King and said, "If it's true as you say, that the heavens took away your talents, then how did you manage to condense the fifth-level demon spirit essence?"
She took out the demon essence given to her by the White Rat King and compared it with the Water Fruit in her hand.
Although they were not very similar, when she took out a fruit that had been peeled off during the Water-Ying Fruit's crazy growth process and compared it with the fruit, she found that this fifth-level demon spirit essence was indeed the same thing as the Water-Ying Fruit.
this……
That’s quite interesting!
[But if it wasn't due to Heaven's jealousy, why haven't any of the other rats since my clan been able to condense a high-level demonic essence?]
The White Rat King seemed to be arguing, but also seemed genuinely confused.
Even Shuangmimon and the others were equally confused.
[It has indeed been a long time since a high-level demon essence appeared in the Myriad Beast Continent...]
Evil Fleece sighed.
Even if there are any, most of them are the talents of the white rat clan condensed many years ago before they were suppressed, and they are only circulated among those high-level strong people.
"That's easy to explain."
Nan Ran gave them an example: "If you put a bunch of fleas that can jump two feet high in a jar that is only half a foot high, they will definitely jump out easily."
"But if you put a lid on this half-foot-high jar, when the flea jumps, it will hit the lid and then keep hitting the wall over and over again."
"Over time, these fleas can only jump to a height of less than half a foot."
"Even if you take the lid off, the fleas still can't jump more than half a foot high."
"Even their offspring can only jump to a height of less than half a foot..."
Nan Ran shrugged: "The example may not be appropriate, but the principle is similar."
"Back then, a powerful member of the White Rat Clan forcibly condensed a high-level demon spirit essence, which led to his exhaustion and death. This incident has become a thorn in the hearts of all the descendants of the White Rat Clan."
"Because you are afraid, you dare not break through the level of the condensed demon spirit essence."
"Over time, you will naturally no longer be able to break through to higher levels..."
Nan Ran blinked. "If I'm not mistaken, your White Rat Clan should have passed down the story of that powerful man from generation to generation, right?"
[It has indeed been passed down from generation to generation...] The White Rat King murmured, and in his heart he had already begun to believe Nan Ran's words.
"If I'm still not mistaken, that strong man is being used as a negative example by you."
"The purpose and tone of this story you've passed down from generation to generation is to prevent future generations of rats from relying on their talent to condense high-level demonic essences. This would backfire, causing the White Rat Clan to lose another talented individual and the entire clan to lose its protection."
The White Rat King was suddenly speechless.
Because Nan Ran guessed right again!
The elders of their tribe had indeed used that powerful man as a negative example, warning them to keep a low profile and not to act rashly...
It scoffed at the suggestion that the white rat clan was born with pure spiritual bodies and was always being watched by people.
What's the point of living a long life if you just keep running away and hiding?
It's better to be grand and vigorous...
(End of this chapter)
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