Cultivation knows no day or night, Carson Flores sat down, and it was several months.
On the surface, Carson's expression was calm, as if he had fallen asleep sitting, but in Carson's perception world, it was bustling.
The body, cultivation techniques, and various other conditions can make the body most close to a certain path, meaning it's most suited to that path. Then, one follows this innate closeness, merges with this path, becomes one with it, and thus forms their innate divine ability.
Carson had just started to comprehend but found that things weren't that simple!
In the world, there are three thousand great paths, but none seem particularly fond of him, meaning his body doesn't seem particularly compatible with any one path!
Carson felt a bit flustered!
Am I so mediocre that none of you want me?
Even the Sword Dao sees me as an impostor, unwilling to dive deeper with me, keeping a distance, afraid of clinging to me?
You all are so realistic!
