"Zhongtian, you must have remembered it wrong, I guess they were saying that you are an Innate expert,"
Using psychological warfare, Su Sheng naturally wouldn't delve further into this issue, instead, he asked, "Is there a way to deal with my current state of having to be on a drip?"
Chu Tianzhong shook his head. "It can't be solved. Although cultivation is said to defy the heavens, it actually complies with fate. Since the heavens haven't opened the door of cultivation for you, no matter how much you insist, you will only be able to taste the sweetness of Spiritual Energy superficially."
When he spoke these words, he unintentionally carried a sense of superiority. Having the talent for cultivation meant, in some sense, being a darling of the heavens.
"Really no way at all?"
Su Sheng frowned. It didn't seem possible; even if there really were higher powers, under the Heavenly Dao, there should be at least a sliver of life force left for people.
