Fang Yu couldn't help but look curiously at the two.
Late at night, two women entering a man's bedroom seemed a bit off.
But Fang Yu didn't say anything.
Yang Mi slightly bowed and said:
"Teacher... this is my niece, named Yang Tong. She's nineteen this year and was diagnosed at the age of ten as having no talent for Cultivation, not even Awakening any superpower. Now she's considered useless wherever she goes..."
These words were quite realistic.
In today's world, everyone is a superpower user, an evolver, and if lucky, can become a cultivator.
Someone like Yang Tong, who has no superpower or evolution, is quite rare.
So being regarded as a freak is quite normal.
Fang Yu said indifferently:
"The path of cultivation is destined by fate. Everyone has their own fate and predetermined path for growth. One should not go against the heavens."
"But... we're all defying heaven in our own way!"
Cultivation itself is a path against heaven.
This left Fang Yu speechless.
