Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

Xuan Hao didn't wait for her answer and gave his own: "People live to be happy."

"It's that simple. Just so I can live comfortably and happily."

"If your pride makes you feel proud, makes you feel energetic every day when you wake up, and makes you feel that life is meaningful and valuable... then that pride is a good thing."

"But what if one day, this pride becomes a heavy shackle; what if it causes you pain, makes you feel like you're living a life worse than death, or even forces you to take your own life..."

"Then it's no longer pride, it's just a burden, a pile of worthless garbage!"

"When it comes to trash, just throw it away. What's the big deal?"

Xuan Hao shrugged. "To drive yourself into a dead end for such a trivial matter of face is something only a fool would do."

After hearing these mind-blowing remarks, Huo Wu was completely stunned.

"Xuanhao...won't you listen to what you're saying?"

As Soul Masters, we are taught from a young age that we can sacrifice everything for honor.

In this guy's mouth, honor and pride were turned into trash that could be discarded at any time?

Am I wrong?

Xuan Hao countered with a matter-of-fact tone.

"Survival is the first priority at the core of all life's genes. Only after fulfilling this most basic rule can you talk about pursuits, honors, or living a meaningful life."

"But whatever you pursue afterward, it must never violate this most basic point—that is, you must live."

"Only by living can anything be possible. Only by living can there be hope. When you die, everything is gone. Can those so-called face and pride be buried with you in the ground?"

"You lost to me today, and you feel like the sky has fallen and you have no face to live anymore."

"But who knows if you'll meet new people or experience new things when the sun rises tomorrow? Will you find new pride or new attachments?"

Xuan Hao leaned back on the sofa.

"So don't let one failure defeat you so easily. Don't define your life casually, and don't deny yourself casually."

"You're actually pretty good. At least, you're much better than the vast majority of good-for-nothings in this world who just drift along with the tide."

Chapter 349 Put a pig in my place; it's now a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

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A brief silence fell over the room.

Huo Wu held the water glass in both hands, looking down at the gently rippling surface of the water.

Xuan Hao's words were like a heavy hammer, mercilessly shattering the "honor above all" values ​​she had built up over the past decade.

Strangely enough, after her worldview was shattered, the despair and humiliation she felt from the defeat also largely dissipated.

Yes, what's the point of saving face if you're already dead?

Huo Wu took a deep breath and looked up at Xuan Hao again.

This time, her eyes no longer held that forced pride, nor the shame and indignation of someone who couldn't accept defeat.

Instead, there is a pure, profound exploration of the unknown and the powerful.

"Xuan Hao."

Huo Wu stared into his azure eyes and finally asked the ultimate question that had been weighing on the minds of all the geniuses in the entire Heaven Dou Region:

"Why...how are you so strong?"

"Sixteen years old, level seventy-nine, a 100,000-year soul ring, and a physique that can crush everything without even needing soul skills..."

Huo Wu's voice trembled slightly, "This kind of power has completely exceeded the comprehension of common sense in the Soul Master world. How exactly did you do it?"

"why?"

Xuan Hao shrugged and asked in return, "Didn't I already perform on the high platform in front of all of you on the day of the opening ceremony?"

"What do you mean?" Huo Wu was stunned.

"First, talent."

Xuan Hao held up one finger. "My martial soul is inherently stronger than all of yours. There's nothing to hide about that; it's an objective fact."

"There's a deceptive saying circulating in the Soul Master world: 'There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters.' Anyone who says this is either stupid or malicious."

"In this world, whether a Soul Master can become a strong person in the future, and what heights he can ultimately reach... depends at least 70% on the innate strength of his Martial Soul and the level of his talent!"

"Can the gap between innate full soul power and innate level one soul power be bridged by hard work? Is it possible for someone with a true dragon martial soul and someone with a hoe martial soul to stand on the same starting line?"

Huo Wu opened her mouth, but was unable to refute it.

Because she herself is proof of it.

Why are only she and her brother Huo Wushuang able to become captain and vice-captain of Blazing Fire Academy out of so many students? Isn't it just because their martial souls are inherently more advanced than others?

"As for the remaining 30%..."

Xuan Hao raised his second finger. "There's a 20% chance. It depends on your luck."

"What family were you born into? Will you be able to meet a good teacher? Will you encounter a top-tier soul beast that suits you when you go out to train? Even if you fall off a cliff, will you be able to pick up a peerless cultivation technique or a rare treasure..."

Xuan Hao chuckled softly, "These are all just luck."

"What about the remaining 10%?" Huo Wu couldn't help but ask.

"The last ten percent is the effort that you talk about all the time and are moved to tears with emotion."

Xuan Hao scoffed, "In fact, in the face of absolute talent and luck, your personal efforts don't even account for one tenth of the influence."

"You toil away from dawn till dusk every day, while others lie on mountains of gold and silver, enjoying a single magical herb. Tell me, how do you compare to them?"

Listening to Xuan Hao's theory that denigrated "effort" to nothing, Huo Wu felt suffocated.

"Not only that."

Xuan Hao picked up his water glass and continued, "Let's take a step back. The 70% of talent that determines your ceiling, and the quality of your martial soul that determines your floor... in the end, isn't it still a matter of luck?"

"Can you decide which woman's womb you'll be born into? Can you decide whether a dragon or grass will emerge from your hand on the day you awaken?"

"No."

"Therefore, the height a person can reach in their lifetime is actually determined by God rolling the dice the moment you are born."

"Those biographical novels outside are full of stories about defying fate and grassroots success. Anyway, I don't believe a single punctuation mark of that kind of bullshit and toxic motivational nonsense."

Xuan Hao curled his lip: "Because if such a miracle with an almost zero probability were to actually happen in reality, it would definitely not be because he shouted loud enough or sweated a lot enough."

"That must be because he stumbled upon an incredible stroke of luck that even the heavens would envy!"

"To put it bluntly, life is really all about luck."

Huo Wu was completely stunned.

She comes from a prestigious family and was taught from a young age that "hard work pays off" and "as long as you work hard, you can reach the top."

But this universally acknowledged top genius of the entire continent, this monster who trampled them all underfoot, casually attributed all his success to "luck"?

"So..."

Looking at Huo Wu's utterly devastated expression, Xuan Hao shrugged with a hint of boredom. "I've never thought that my current strength and achievements are anything to brag about or be proud of."

"If I were to put someone else in my position, I would give them my martial spirit, my bloodline, and let them experience the opportunities I've had and consume the rare and precious herbs I've eaten..."

Xuan Hao said frankly, "The heights he can ultimately reach will definitely not be much less than mine."

"Even if you put a pig in my position and gave it all this luck and resources, it could become a 100,000-year-old soul beast that can wreak havoc everywhere."

Xuan Hao leaned forward, looking into Huo Wu's eyes, and said seriously, "I am not a god, nor am I an invincible monster."

"I'm just a tiny bit luckier than you guys."

"Therefore, you don't need to have any excessive admiration for me, and you don't need to feel that losing to me is an unacceptable thing."

Xuan Hao smiled and said, "After all, if you had my ridiculous luck and resources, you might be even more powerful than me now."

The room fell silent once again.

"you……"

Huo Wu bit her red lips, her voice becoming somewhat strange, and looked at him with a peculiar expression: "Xuan Hao, are you... are you deliberately trying to comfort me?"

Does she try to resolve her feelings of frustration and humiliation by belittling her own achievements?

"You think too much."

Xuan Hao shook his head decisively: "I've never had the habit of comforting people."

“Every word I just said to you is the absolute truth. Because deep down, that’s what I believe.”

“Those so-called strong people outside stand on high platforms every day, telling you young people with tears in their eyes how miserable they were back then, how much suffering they endured, and how much effort they put in that is unimaginable to ordinary people to get to where they are today.”

Do you really think they're teaching some secret to success?

"They're just talking nonsense!"

"That's just a bunch of brainwashing nonsense concocted by those who have already seized resources and power, to package themselves and make their rule seem more legitimate!"

"If they admit that their success is simply due to being born into a good family and having better luck than others, then why should the weak under them submit to them? Why should they willingly be ruled by them?"

"Therefore, they must desperately emphasize hard work and enduring hardship."

"In this way, they can legitimately attribute your failures to your lack of effort and hard work, thus perfectly concealing the cruel truth that this world is unfair from birth."

Xuan Hao looked at Huo Wu,

"I don't deny that hard work is indeed very important."

"However, the only prerequisite for effort to be effective is that you have the talent to match it as a foundation!"

"Talented effort, that's called climbing."

"Effort without talent..."

Xuan Hao shook his head. "That's not called hard work. That's called self-deception, a waste of effort."

Chapter 350 The World Is Never Fair