My life belongs to me, not the heavens. How many experts thought that inside, but didn’t dare to say it out loud?

They didn’t have the confidence. Ignoring the so-called fate bestowed upon them by the Heavenly Daos, just the things that they saw around them made them feel profoundly helpless.

Talents, resources, qualifications, environments, competitions, not one of these aspects fully pleased them. To use a saying from the secular world, the heart could be higher than the heavens, but life is more fragile than paper.

Who didn’t want to be at the top? Who didn’t want to stand above the crowd? Who didn’t want to become a Sovereign-like existence?

Everyone had dreams, but they were just dreams. It was impossible to materialize them in reality. When Long Chen said this, some of the elders of the Martial Heaven Alliance were dissatisfied.

“Long Chen, although you are a genius, you should know that not everyone can be like you. Everyone’s fates are different. Sometimes aiming for realistic things is better than being overambitious,”...