In the Hundred Herbs Garden.
Master Ping suddenly stood up, patted Luo Xiu's shoulder, and said to him, "Without the accumulation of small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles! Without the accumulation of small streams, one cannot form a river!"
"Even if you have the speed of four strikes a second, isn't it still one strike after another before finally reaching the peak?"
Luo Xiu said with a sullen face, "I have no fucking clue what you're babbling about."
He added, "Besides, I can already do seven strikes a second now!"
Upon hearing this, Master Ping's eyes widened, looking at Luo Xiu's waist with envy.
Suddenly he said, "What I mean is, don't aim too high and far now. You haven't even reached the Respectable Realm, and yet you're thinking about the Great Emperor's matters. The road is walked step by step!"
Luo Xiu said seriously, "My current thought is to first stabilize the cultivation of the Black Inner Pill (Ancient God Inner Pill) at the Respectable Realm."
