Chapter 26

The heavens are supreme, without emotion or desire; in their eyes, how could they favor anyone?

They have bestowed countless blessings upon you, granting you position, power, divine weapons, and treasures, treating you like a beloved son.

But in the concept of the heavens, how could they have kin or the notion of a son?

In the end, in the eyes of the heavens, you are not much different from others. The only distinction is that you have utilitarian value.

They give you boundless benefits, waiting for the day when you will pay the price.

This is like planting crops; they weed for you, fertilize you, and water you, tending to you diligently, waiting for the harvest in autumn.

Thinking of this, Yang Qifeng's heart trembled. This terrifying scene was utterly despairing.

The living beings in the world are like domesticated livestock, waiting to be harvested.

It must be repaid!

These three words made Yang Qifeng think of many things. Looking up at the sky again, he no longer felt jealous of the monkey. The great blessings the monkey received were all due to the favor of heaven, and there would be a day when he would have to repay them.

"Does this mean that I cannot accept such great blessings?" Yang Qifeng asked with doubt.

Blessings and opportunities are good things, but according to what the Dry Blue Demon God represents, you cannot accept them so easily. This is like a shackle around your neck, which could strangle you at any time.

"You can accept them, but not so easily. The Buddhist teachings are mostly nonsense, but the law of cause and effect is well explained. There must be a cause for every effect."

"Strong destiny, blessings, and opportunities can be obtained wherever you go. On the surface, it seems there are no disasters or calamities, and you can easily obtain them. In reality, it is just that your destiny suppresses your calamities."

"Destiny cannot remain strong forever. When it wanes, your calamities will fully erupt, and a great calamity will come. Many heroes have fallen here."

"So when you are blessed, you must actively create some hardships to diminish your calamities. This is the experience summarized by a predecessor through blood and tears," the Dry Blue Demon God said with a few words.

Without the Dry Blue Demon God needing to say more, a scene formed in Yang Qifeng's mind. In ancient times, he was vigorous and roamed the world, obtaining opportunities and blessings. But when his destiny waned, calamities erupted, leading to a tragic end. His true body was shattered, and his soul attached to a divine ice iron, drifting until it was thrown into the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace to be refined.

Yang Qifeng had a realization. Opportunities and blessings are not to be rejected, but they should not be accepted so easily.

Looking down at the ring on his claw, Yang Qifeng felt some apprehension towards the Dry Blue Demon God. This guy knew too many secrets, making him seem deeper than the vast universe or the ocean.

Yang Qifeng now suspected that the flames in the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace could not kill him.

This guy must have some purpose for him. After some thought, Yang Qifeng dismissed this idea.

What the Dry Blue Demon God said was correct. There must be a cause for every effect.

They see you as a potential asset, invest in you, and when you grow to a certain level, they will ask for a return. This is a normal and fair thing.

Looking up at the struggling and suffering monkey, Yang Qifeng suddenly remembered something. This monkey has an extraordinary lineage, being one of the four great monkeys in the world, the Lingming Stone Monkey, with an extraordinary bloodline. Moreover, this monkey is currently cultivating an indestructible body.

Together, these could be considered a drop of demon god's blood.

Thinking of this, Yang Qifeng spoke to the silent Dry Blue Demon God, "Do you think the monkey's blood can be used to cultivate the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang?"

"He," the Dry Blue Demon God muttered a word, then calculated and said, "An indestructible body is equivalent to a demon sage, plus his extraordinary bloodline, it could work."

"As long as it can work," Yang Qifeng nodded.

"You need to consider this carefully. If you use the monkey's blood, your Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang might take a shortcut and fail to truly reach the great completion stage," the Dry Blue Demon God advised.

"How many people have cultivated the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang to great completion?" Yang Qifeng did not directly answer but asked a counter-question.

"Less than fifty," the Dry Blue Demon God did not give a specific number, only a vague estimate.

Less than fifty, Yang Qifeng sneered. The real number would be even fewer.

Yang Qifeng was confident in his judgment. Among these roughly fifty people, it would include the thirty-six demon gods and other great sages.

Most of these people had already surpassed the stage of myriad transformations when they cultivated, so they could achieve results with half the effort. Even so, very few truly reached the great completion stage.

Now, the times are different, and there are fewer demon gods. His strength is far inferior to theirs, so reaching great completion is just a dream.

There is no such thing as a perfect thing in the world. Imperfection is true beauty.

Why does the Venus de Milo have such a great reputation and is revered by countless people? It is because of this. If she had not lost her arm, her artistic value would have been greatly reduced. Although she would still be a good work of art, she would be far from her current artistic status.

"I have already made up my mind," Yang Qifeng said with a heavy tone, indicating his determination.

Yang Qifeng had his own calculations. The Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang have already become a transformation technique in the current era.

Although Yang Qifeng cannot truly cultivate the perfect Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang, the power difference is minimal.

Compared to waiting indefinitely for a slim chance of success, Yang Qifeng naturally values the latter. A slight difference in power is not a problem; the key is whether he can succeed.

This is like buying a lottery ticket. No matter how much the first prize is, it is still someone else's, not yours. To wait for the distant first prize when the second prize is right in front of you, you just need to buy more tickets to win.

The choice is obvious.

Too perfect things will attract the envy of heaven. The Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang, in Yang Qifeng's view, have come to this end because they are too perfect. The pursuit of perfection has led to the neglect of other considerations, such as the difficulty of cultivation.

The Seventy-Two Transformations of the Earthly Gang are better in this regard, which is why they have flourished.

A simplified version is better than the original, which is a sad truth.