As for the rest, perhaps one can only rely on that profound and mysterious fate.
Within the Black Moon Sect, the number of disciples amounts to hundreds of millions, yet there are only tens of thousands who have become direct disciples that have achieved the Loose Immortal Realm of Slashing Longevity.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's one in a hundred thousand.
Even Milton Cheney, with all his confidence, would not be so presumptuous to believe he was definitely one of those hundred thousand.
That wouldn't be confidence, that would be arrogance.
Within the Gray Earth World, Milton Cheney still sits cross-legged in meditation.
At this moment, his eyes are tightly closed as he silently transforms the longevity from the red light cluster surrounding him into nutrient for his cultivation path.
At this moment, Milton Cheney's heart is devoid of any stray thoughts.
