37: Chapter 37 Becoming a Saint? Me?

Shen Qingyuan lay lazily on the soft couch, watching the expectant expressions of his Third Uncle and Sixth Uncle, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Third Uncle, Sixth Uncle, how long has it been since you made your Breakthrough? Your Realm isn't even stable yet, and you already want to eat a Medicinal Pill?"

He paused, his tone becoming unusually serious: "If you don't properly consolidate your foundation and rely solely on Medicinal Pills to achieve a Breakthrough in your Realm, you won't be able to cross the threshold to become a Saint in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe looked at each other in dismay.

"Becoming a Saint? Me?"

Shen Yuanshan pointed at his own nose, his voice filled with disbelief.

Before this, they had never even thought about becoming a Saint!

Throughout the vast territory of the Southern Region, which spans hundreds of millions of square kilometers, there are only three Holy Lands and a few Saints, which shows just how difficult it is to Cultivate into a Saint.

To Cultivate into a Saint, one needs not only powerful talent but also profound Luck.

Just like those who possess a Treasure Body, even if they have outstanding natural talent, if they lack profound Luck, it is difficult for them to grow.

And for the two of them, their talent is considered decent among ordinary Cultivators, but compared to those who possess a Treasure Body, they fall far short.

Cultivating into a Saint was something they hadn't even dared to imagine before.

Shen Yuanhe was also full of astonishment, subconsciously saying: "Little Nine, you aren't joking, right? With our talent, becoming a Saint? We'd be lucky if we could Cultivate to the Asking Dao Realm!"

Shen Qingyuan glanced at them, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

"Those who Cultivate, if they don't even dare to think about becoming a Saint, how are they any different from salted fish?"

"Third Uncle, Sixth Uncle, you have cultivated for less than two Jiazi; this is the prime age for striving!"

The two thought about it carefully, and they were indeed still considered young.

Although it took them over a hundred years to Cultivate to the Dharma Image Realm, it only took them a few years to make a Breakthrough from the Dharma Image Realm to the Primal Chaos Realm.

At their age, they are indeed a bit old for the Dharma Image Realm.

But in the Primal Chaos Realm, they are quite young.

Ordinary Cultivators usually need at least two or three hundred years to make a Breakthrough to the Primal Chaos Realm.

Even those who possess a Treasure Body need over a hundred years.

Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe stood where they were, the expressions on their faces changing from initial astonishment to deep thought.

Becoming a Saint.

These two words had been unreachable for them in the past.

The Shen Family of Guangnan City has a Legacy spanning thousands of years, and at its peak, it only produced a few Old Ancestors at the Void Tempering Realm.

A Saint?

That is an existence that stands high above, looking down upon all living beings.

Every Saint is a living fossil-level existence, easily living for ten thousand years, capable of moving mountains and filling seas with a mere gesture, exerting pressure over ten thousand miles.

Becoming a Saint, they wouldn't even dare to dream of it.

But at this moment, hearing Shen Qingyuan say this, a strange feeling welled up in both of their hearts simultaneously.

It seems... becoming a Saint isn't that unreachable?

Shen Yuanshan subconsciously glanced at Shen Yuanhe and found that the other was also looking at him.

Their gazes met, and they both saw the same thing in the other's eyes—excitement!

"Little Nine, what you said..." Shen Yuanshan swallowed, his voice somewhat dry, "Is there really hope?"

"Of course!" Shen Qingyuan nodded, "As long as you have the will, you will absolutely be able to become a Saint in the future, I guarantee it!"

"If you can't, come find me!"

Seeing Shen Qingyuan so certain, the expressions of Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe became increasingly firm.

Becoming a Saint!

They want to become the Saints of the Shen Family!

"Little Nine, we are heading back now."

Shen Yuanshan said, turning and walking out of the courtyard, his pace vigorous, his back held straight.

Shen Yuanhe followed closely behind.

The two walked out of Wutong Garden, and the sunlight outside spilled down, shining on them, feeling warm.

Shen Yuanshan stood outside the courtyard gate and took a deep breath, feeling full of drive throughout his entire body.

"Old Six." He suddenly spoke, his voice resonant and powerful, "Let's strive!"

Shen Yuanhe was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Third Brother, I will definitely become a Saint before you!"

"Hmph! Old Six, you still want to compete with me? You've never won against me!"

"This time, the one who wins will definitely be me!"

...

Inside Wutong Garden.

Shen Qingyuan retracted his gaze, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

The Dao Heart of his Third Uncle and Sixth Uncle is now stable.

On the path of Cultivation, talent is certainly important, but the Dao Heart is the foundation.

If one doesn't even dare to have the thought of becoming a Saint, then one will truly never become a Saint.

Shen Qingyuan stretched, and just as he was about to close his eyes to continue resting, his peripheral vision caught a white figure walking into the room.

"Qingyue?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Luo Qingyue stopped and turned around.

Her white robes were like snow, her hair like a waterfall, and her brows and eyes were cold as frost.

"Young Master, I am going to Cultivate." Her voice was light, but it carried a sense of seriousness.

Shen Qingyuan was stunned for a moment.

This girl usually either makes tea by his side or accompanies him while he spaces out; this is the first time she has taken the initiative to go Cultivate.

"Why are you so diligent today?" He looked at her with a half-smile.

Luo Qingyue was silent for a moment, then raised her eyes, her cold gaze looking straight at him.

"Young Master's cultivation is profound. If I don't work hard to Cultivate, I am afraid that in the future, I won't even have the qualifications to make tea for Young Master."

Her tone was calm, but Shen Qingyuan saw a trace of anxiety deep within those cold eyes.

Shen Qingyuan looked at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"What, are you afraid I won't want you anymore?"

Luo Qingyue shook her head slightly; she wasn't afraid that Shen Qingyuan wouldn't want her, but rather afraid that she wouldn't be able to stay by Shen Qingyuan's side for long.

The more profound a Cultivator's cultivation, the longer their Lifespan.

If her cultivation differed too much from Shen Qingyuan's, she wouldn't be able to accompany Shen Qingyuan for long in the future.

At the thought of not being able to stay by Young Master's side, her mouth pouted downward.

Unhappy!

Shen Qingyuan looked at Luo Qingyue's expression, sat up, and his tone became unusually serious: "Qingyue, you have followed me for three years. When have I ever disliked you?"

Shen Qingyuan continued: "Cultivation cannot be rushed. Your talent is not bad; the Saint Realm is only a matter of time."

Luo Qingyue looked up at Shen Qingyuan, her cold eyes filled with determination.

"Young Master, I will work hard."

Shen Qingyuan looked at her like this and couldn't help but laugh: "Go ahead."

Luo Qingyue nodded and turned into the room.

Shen Qingyuan watched her back disappear and couldn't help but shake his head.

This girl must have been influenced by what he just said to the Third Uncle and Sixth Uncle.

"Hmm? Sixth Uncle, is something the matter?"

Shen Qingyuan looked toward the courtyard gate, gazing at the returning Shen Yuanhe with some confusion.

Shen Yuanhe glanced behind him, and seeing that Shen Yuanshan had not followed, he rubbed his hands and walked in.

"Sixth Uncle, didn't you leave with Third Uncle? Why are you back?" Shen Qingyuan lay lazily on the soft couch and glanced at him.

Shen Yuanhe chuckled, walked to the Wutong tree, and sat down on a stone stool.

"Little Nine, do you have any method for quickly consolidating cultivation?"

"Quickly consolidating cultivation?" Shen Qingyuan pointed to the towering mountain range outside the city, "Go to the Tiannan Mountains and have a fight with a Yao Beast King."

Shen Yuanhe's eyes lit up, but then he hesitated: "Yao Beast King? That is a Yao Beast comparable to the Primal Chaos Realm, with very powerful strength. I have just made a Breakthrough to the first level of the Primal Chaos Realm; can I win?"

Yao Beast Kings are powerful; even ordinary Yao Beast Kings possess strength comparable to a Cultivator of the Primal Chaos Realm.

And those Great Yao Beast Kings are even comparable to Cultivators of the Asking Dao Realm.

With his current cultivation at the first level of the Primal Chaos Realm, even facing an ordinary Yao Beast King, it would be somewhat strenuous.

If he really went to sharpen himself against a Yao Beast King, it would indeed allow his cultivation to be consolidated very quickly.

However, this method is somewhat dangerous.

Shen Qingyuan took out an ancient Jade Slip and weighed it in his hand.

The Jade Slip was dark gold in its entirety, with faint light flowing on its surface, and runes faintly flickering; it was clearly not an ordinary object.

"This is..." Shen Yuanhe was somewhat curious.