Gu Zhen was taken aback, then smiled. "Does that even need saying? The Ancient Races of today are still powerful. That is the best proof."
Xiao Yan smiled without committing either way, then continued, "What level must one reach for the Gu Clan to disregard bloodline?"
"Dou Saint."
Gu Zhen's brows twitched as he answered slowly.
"Then I will reach that level!"
Xiao Yan's gaze was resolute.
"This is not something that can be accomplished by merely talking. Remember, what I mean is a Dou Saint—a true Dou Saint, not... a Half-Saint!" Gu Zhen frowned slightly. "The Gu Clan has never lacked Peak Dou Zun experts, yet even after exhausting their entire lives, they cannot set foot in that realm. I know you are talented, but within the Gu Clan, there are people with greater talent than yours. Even they have no confidence at all when faced with the path to becoming a Dou Saint. How can you be certain that you can achieve it?"
"Because you are people of the Gu Clan, while I am not... Because you are people made strong by the Dou Di bloodline, while I am not!" Xiao Yan said with a smile.
"As for whether I can become a Dou Saint, time will prove everything!"
The smile on Gu Zhen's face gradually faded. His eyes fixed tightly on the face across from him, one filled with something called confidence. At Xiao Yan's age, without a Dou Di bloodline, he had reached the peak of the Dou Zong class. Even in the Gu Clan, he would count as someone remarkable. Combined with this confidence, it gave him a certain bearing.
After a moment, Gu Zhen sighed. "If you truly have confidence, then naturally I am satisfied. But if one day you come to understand the