I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

"Eh, my Mutation Rate seems... to have decreased."

She said uncertainly.

Xue Jing was helping her untangle the steel cable jump rope, looking indifferent and seemingly unconcerned.

"Oh? Is that so."

A hint of pleasure crossed Qin's beautiful and mature face:

"Although I haven't checked specifically, this clarity of mind can't be wrong... is it because I've broken free from your control, the stigmata is regained and my spirit relaxed?"

Xue Jing casually said, "Should be... Where's the thing you were talking about?"

With a mischievous smile, Qin was about to tease the handsome young man when she heard him say in an indifferent tone:

"I'd advise against any superfluous thoughts. We are no more than a step apart... You're not unaware of what this means for a Martial Artist, are you?"

Qin stiffened, and said sheepishly, "You're no fun..."

As she spoke, she shook her head and raised her right hand.

The floor of the room cracked open and a green vine as thick as an arm snaked out from the crevice, wriggling toward Qin's hand.

At the tip of the vine was a budding flower bud, which bloomed as Qin's wrist turned, revealing a walnut-sized dark red seed in its center.

She picked up the seed and handed it to Xue Jing, saying, "This is the 'Nagussium Chalatos' seed you wanted... Though I don't know what you want it for, I have to remind you."

"This is a plant from the Otherworld; it requires a completely different cultivation and growth environment than what we have here on Earth. It won't survive here. I can control its growth because of the power of the Merciful Mother..."

Xue Jing took the seed, his fingers gliding over its uneven surface, rough under his touch.

He glanced at the floor cracked by the emerging vine.

"You'll cover the floor repair costs."

Qin's eyes widened slightly: "This is for getting the seed for you!"

Xue Jing said curiously, "You could've just told me it would damage the floor, and I would've gone out of the hotel with you to get it. Besides, do you have to summon this thing from the ground?"

Qin moved her mouth slightly: "It has to come from the ground... The sovereign of 'Thousand Red and Ten Thousand Glamorous' is the source of all flora and plants, and the birth of it stems from the mingling of 'earth' and 'water,' the fundamental elements that make up the world... This is also why all plants on Earth grow in soil or water."

"As a symbol of its birth, we 'Blessed Ones' who wield its power also have limitations; we can only summon plants from the ground or water, but not manifest them in mid-air."

Xue Jing stroked his chin: "That's some good intel... In light of this information, you don't have to pay for the repairs, just go."

With that, the hostility between the two of them was resolved, and Qin breathed a sigh of relief.

As she relaxed, her thoughts became lively.

Looking at Xue Jing's flawless handsome face, she couldn't help but say:

"Xue Jing, have you really... no intention of giving our faith a try?"

"I think that if it were you, the Merciful Mother might favor you even more than your sister... "

Xue Jing glanced at her, sat down on the couch with the dark red seed, and said indifferently, "You really don't give up, do you."

Qin shook her head: "I appreciate talent... With such strength at your age, you must be someone ambitious, unwilling to settle for mediocrity."

"Practicing martial arts... is truly a waste."

Xue Jing shook his head: "That again, I'm tired of hearing it."

"No one knows better than I whether the path of the martial arts is viable. As for all of you, whether it's Transformed People with Alien Implants, the New Martial Sect who take Banned Drugs, or you 'Blessed Ones' who believe yourselves to be favored by the deities..."

Saying this, Xue Jing fell silent for a moment, "Forget it, I'd love to refute you, but I'm probably the least suitable person in the world to say these things to you."

He waved his hand: "Just go."

Qin tilted her head, slightly puzzled.

She had thought Xue Jing would spout clichés like 'the power you wield is not truly your own,' 'Inhuman Strength eventually comes with a price,' or 'martial arts is the only path that truly belongs to humans.' She was all prepared for a debate, but Xue Jing just glossed over it.

Qin nodded, seeing that Xue Jing had no intention of continuing the conversation, and could only say, "Alright, if you change your mind, you can contact us through your sister anytime."

After she left, Xue Jing lay down on the couch, spinning the dark red seed in front of his eyes.

He shook his head and muttered to himself, "Old Martial Arts are really unpopular..."

In fact, to say he liked Old Martial Arts, that wasn't quite true.

He had always been clear that Old Martial Arts was just the way he used to develop his Skill Panel, and his real strength was never in martial arts, but in the panel.

The dissatisfaction he felt when others looked down on Old Martial Arts was not because he identified with it.

It was more like having chosen a major in college that he somewhat enjoyed, yet everyone he met shook their heads and sighed, telling him his major was no good...

Xue Jing was somewhat bothered by this, but in truth, he found it hard to refute others.

Even a simple retort like 'Isn't it my right to like what I like?' was something he couldn't say with confidence.

Because he had something others did not, he was able to walk the path of Old Martial Arts without a second thought, and he was very aware that he was different from others.