I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

Ning Yuantai curled his lips and said,

"Take a good look, that's no ordinary cat..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Mude carefully examined the cat sitting on Xue Jing's shoulder, his gaze eventually resting on the platinum tail ring encircling its fluffy tail.

"Is that... GOD-1391?"

"So, this cat is a person, huh? I didn't expect this thing to appear here. Hasn't the Lion Holy Church come to trouble him yet?"

Ning Yuantai spread his hands and said, "The Lion Holy Church is known for being as clingy as a plaster. Wherever there is GOD-1391, there they are, until they get their 'Sacred Object' back... The fact that GOD-1391 hasn't been retrieved by them can only prove one thing."

He paused, adding meaningfully, "In Xue's hands, they can't take it back."

Xu Mude remained non-committal, "Oh? Quite impressive for a mere commoner not born into the Great Families. Too bad he's just a commoner. No matter how capable, it's useless. He'll never amount to anything."

Ning Yuantai frowned and said, "You, you always start with that old 'Thirteen.'"

"Isn't someone who starts from scratch and makes it on their own far more admirable than some high-born incompetent, no-good drunkard? Why is it that in your mouth it's the opposite, as if not being born into one of the Thirteen Great Families, one can never succeed?"

Ning Yuantai was quite dissatisfied.

Xu Mude smiled and said lightly, "Ning, you're fundamentally wrong."

"The more you emphasize the achievements of those who start from scratch, the more it proves the superiority of being born into one of the Thirteen Great Families."

"It's precisely because those 'drunkards' you mentioned don't need to do anything, don't need to make an effort, don't need to be talented, and are nothing but a pile of rotten meat, a pile of dog shit... But as long as he is born into one of the Thirteen Great Families, he will stand taller and live better than anyone who starts from scratch. That's what I'm proud of."

Xu Mude was clearly enjoying himself, "The more you praise this Xue Jing, the funnier I find it. No matter how hard he tries, how capable he is, completely on his own... he's just a Martial Artist. At most, he might get a title in the end, maybe even an Eternal Title, and that's his limit."

"But so what? With a single command from 'Cangting,' no matter how great his title, won't he still have to obediently follow orders? You see, in the end, he's still beneath us 'drunkards.' Doesn't this precisely prove the superiority of us Thirteen Great Families?"

Ning Yuantai clenched his fists, frowning, "The ancestors of the Thirteen Great Families were not born noble either, they were commoners just like the ones you've mentioned!"

Xu Mude waved his hand dismissively, "Ning, calm down. I know you always want to emphasize that you rely on yourself and not your family. But do you really believe that when you say it?"

"You too enjoy the privileges of being from one of the Thirteen Great Families... Don't curse your own mother after you put down your bowl."

Ning Yuantai clenched his fists tightly but had no retort.

Of course, he knew that no matter how much he insisted, even if his family truly offered no covert assistance, as long as he carried the mark of being from one of the Thirteen Great Families, many unspoken advantages would clandestinely tilt in his favor.

Yet he still felt there was something fundamentally wrong, and Xu Mude's ideology ought to be mistaken.

It's a fundamental difference in worldview, or more exaggeratedly, an ideological conflict.

Ning Yuantai opened his mouth, unable to say anything in rebuttal. He just heaved a sigh and, feeling dejected, walked towards Xue Jing.

Xu Mude said with a cheerful smile, "Forget it. Go about your business, just provide me with a guide. Don't you follow along."

"Don't worry, I have no interest in interacting with this self-made Xue Jing either. It's just out of respect for you, Ning... You see, this convenience you get because of your birthright, it's the superiority of being from one of the Thirteen Great Families."

Ning Yuantai couldn't be bothered to reply anymore and silently walked up to Xue Jing.

Xue Jing, intrigued by his surroundings, saw Ning Yuantai approaching with a disheartened look and asked,

"Yuantai, what's wrong?"

Ning Yuantai scratched his head, "Nothing much, Xue."

Xue Jing smiled casually and said, "Feeling frustrated because the ideas you've held on to for so long seem less than impeccable and can't convince others?"

Ning Yuantai exclaimed, "Xue, you heard all that?"

Xue Jing stepped forward, "Your voices were so loud, I could have heard you clearly even if you were ten times further away."

Ning Yuantai caught up to Xue Jing, trailing half a step behind, and murmured with a hint of embarrassment, "You saw me make a fool of myself..."

After walking in silence for a while, Ning Yuantai couldn't help asking,

"Xue, don't you have anything to say about it..."

Xue Jing glanced at him, tauntingly said,

"Are you hoping I'll support your views and fiercely criticize Xu Mude and his noble ideology, to give your wavering thoughts a shot of adrenaline?"

Ning Yuantai smiled sheepishly, not denying it.

"I'm sorry, Yuantai, although I should be considered someone who 'started from scratch,' I can't proudly say 'you are right.'"

Xue Jing stopped in front of a device that looked like a high-tech computer mainframe, and without turning back, said,

"Ideas themselves have no right or wrong... Those are just conclusions drawn blindly by human's limited standards. There's no absolutely right ideology in the world, only ideas that more or less serve one's own interests."

Ning Yuantai was somewhat disappointed, "Xue..."

Xue Jing paused, then added, "However... I think your way of thinking is very valuable."

"As naive as a child's reasoning might be, being able to empathize with those of lesser birth while coming from a privileged background, your considerations might not be beneficial for you, but they are valuable."