"Saint?" Morales' eyes narrowed, and although he remained calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil. For most practitioners, becoming a high-level cultivator was already the limit of what they could imagine. Becoming a master was a realm that only a very small number of extremely talented people could possibly reach, and becoming a saint was something that most people would never think of. To ordinary people, it was not much different from becoming a god.
Usually, a saint appears only once every ten or twenty years. Sometimes, a new saint may not appear for forty or fifty years. To become a saint, one must have extraordinary talent, great luck, a top-notch teacher, and personal efforts.
A saint would never emerge silently. Most of the strong men on the continent knew who had the potential to become a saint, and they would often make a judgment when they were still at the master stage. For example, when Morales himself became a master at the age of 26, many masters at that time were optimistic about his potential to grow into a saint, but he took nearly 20 years to walk this path and only set foot in the holy realm when he was in his 40s.
They had known about the masters of the Chinese Tower before. There were no saints, nor anyone who could become a saint in a short time. Even Gabriel, who was the closest to a saint, had been stuck at the master level for more than 20 years. Now the Chinese had a saint in the blink of an eye, just like a stone popped out of a stone.
Morales' attention at this time had completely shifted from Xiao Chen to Liu Yisheng. This sturdy and plain-looking young man did have a hidden but unfathomable power of rules, which subtly repelled his magical pressure.
This is the characteristic of a saint.
However, he was immediately surprised to find that Xiao Chen beside Liu Yisheng also adjusted his aura, and there was also a kind of rule power appearing around him. Morales had never seen Xiao Chen, but he had read the intelligence and knew that he was a high-level one not long ago. However, the way he performed in front of the Saint level now was better than most of the master-level masters Morales knew.
It's not that Xiao Chen is stronger than those veteran masters, but he has already found the path to the Holy Land. It's like a frog cannot compare with a lion in terms of strength, but it is already familiar with the rules of the water. If it wants to compete with a big fish, its chances of winning are much better than a lion. Moreover, from the perspective of strength, if Xiao Chen faces those senior masters, he is not a frog, but more like a little tiger who can swim.
The same feeling can be felt about Gabriel. This advanced master, a war angel of considerable age, seems to have made significant progress.
The three people in front of him were actually qualified to fight him.
Liu Yisheng said, "Morales, maybe you haven't heard of me, but you should be able to withstand my power. With me here, Heimuguan is not a place where you can do whatever you want."
Morales said to Liu Yisheng: "Young man, maybe you have just comprehended a little bit of the secrets of the Holy Land, but there is a very long road ahead of the Holy Land. I have walked this road for decades, but you have just started."
"How far you go does not depend on how long you spend. If you choose the wrong path, you may not get very far in your entire life." Liu Yisheng responded, "Do you really think you can suppress me?"
"Wrong path?" Morales laughed. "Are you a kid who has just stepped onto the ladder qualified to comment on the path of your predecessors?"
Liu Yisheng asked, "Why, you still don't believe what I said?"
"You're going to pay for what you said," Morales said.
"Do you want me to prove it to you? Sure." Liu Yisheng asked, "Xiao Chen. Let me ask you, how do you feel when facing the aura released by Morales?"
"Feeling?" Xiao Chen didn't expect Liu Yisheng to suddenly ask him such a question. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was experiencing something. After more than ten seconds, he opened his eyes and said, "I... feel that the mental power he released is very delicate, and contains many complex structures. These are not even his own initiative, but the result of natural generation. Maybe it is a habit caused by his pursuit of the sophistication of magic? As for the mental pressure surrounding us, I don't feel like I'm being pressed down by a boulder. Instead, it seems like I'm being pressed down by a piece of glass."
"Very good, your description is very accurate. Morales' magic style is as delicate and careful as glassware. Everything is arranged in an orderly manner, and there is no room for error. This is understandable for a simple kind of magic. Delicate and complex magic naturally has its role, and often has very strange effects. But if he embarks on the path of a saint and uses this attitude to pursue the improvement of his realm, then he has taken a detour." Liu Yisheng commented bluntly, "The road from the saint level to the super saint is like crossing a huge forest. If you always stare at your feet, hoping to take every step well, and find your own path from the details, I am afraid it will be difficult to go far."
"What did you say?!"
"Don't you realize? When you were below the Saint level, you had a path to follow, and you made rapid progress because you used the most detailed methods to analyze the paths your teachers and predecessors had taken, and followed their footsteps step by step. But after becoming a Saint, the path is your own. Whose path can you imitate? If you don't take big steps to find the general direction at this time, no wonder you have been wandering here for decades! Has your realm been stagnant for a long time?"
Morales didn't want to admit what this person said, but Liu Yisheng's words pierced his heart like a sharp knife. Regardless of whether what this person said was true or not, he had indeed made little progress in these years. Even the little girl in the north quickly surpassed him and walked ahead of him.
He suddenly remembered what his teacher, Saint Bolanos, had said when he died forty years ago:
"Morales, you are my most serious and careful student, but I have always been worried that this seriousness and caution will become a cage and shackles that restrict your path. I wish I could grow wings and fly in that vast world, but you don't even want to run."
"Who are you?" Morales' eyes were now more serious.
"Well, I'm just a traveler who has to start from scratch to find his way." Liu Yisheng said with a self-deprecating smile. (To be continued)