Li Tianming's expression was strange.
Because he had been to the Myriadstar Firmament Battlefield, he knew more than most.
If this had happened, it could only mean that Yu Ziqian's cultivation talent rivaled that of geniuses from cave-heaven-level worlds in the Daoxuan Starfield.
Yet in truth, Yu Ziqian was merely an ordinary human.
The bloodline talent his parents had given him was extremely low.
Without some peerless fortuitous encounter, he could never have reached this level.
To put it exaggeratedly, he was almost catching up to Ye Chen.
"Well, it really is thanks to my 'portable grandpa.' But you know my condition. I'm at my peak right now, and it'd be perfectly normal for me to drop back to the Stellar Phase Divine Realm in a few days."
"A little piece of trash like me is like the light of a firefly trying to compete with the moon and sun compared to you—not worth mentioning at all. After all, you're the number one powerhouse of the Myriad Sects in people's eyes now, a true myth, a miracle in the history of the universe!"
Yu Ziqian spoke in a spray of saliva, wildly excited.
"Enough. Stop blowing smoke."
Li Tianming rolled his eyes and told him to shut his mouth at once.
"Ashamedly, I simply cannot restrain my love for you!" Yu Ziqian said sheepishly.
Li Tianming did not have much time to reminisce with him.
So he said, "Fine, I have things to do. We'll talk properly later. Once Xiaofeng returns, he'll indeed need quite a few divine pills. If you have anything good, hurry and send it over to him."
"Got it!"
Yu Ziqian patted his chest. Seeing no one around, he sneakily leaned closer and said, "Brother, I have a gift for you too. They're all top-grade goods.