Jin Lin felt utterly displeased.
But he could only swallow it.
He had even fantasized that one day, he and the goddess might share a romantic tale of wind and moon.
This brat was clearly a mere servant—what was with constantly strutting around in front of him as though he held some lofty rank?
Jin Lin was still displeased.
After being scolded by Zi Zhen, he curled his lips and asked Li Tianming, "What kind of creature are you? A human like the Huan Tian God Clan? Did you also come from the Upper Star Ruins?"
"A human beastmaster, and also an Consciousness cultivator. I cultivate both. Ever seen that? Besides, I came from the Lower Star Ruins." Li Tianming stated it so clearly because he wanted to probe them, to see what the people of the Myriad-Eon Divine Realm—and even the Upper Star Ruins—thought of dual cultivation.
After all, the Yanhuang God Clan possessed the supreme bloodline of two gods, and the Sun had likely once belonged to the Upper Star Ruins. The Myriad-Eon Divine Realm seemed to know more about the Upper Star Ruins than the Lower Star Ruins did.
"I understand beastmasters, but Consciousness cultivators? Isn't that power passed down by top-tier Eonic Gods through their 'Cosmic State'? What's so impressive about such a lowly ability that you need to bring it up?"
Jin Lin looked disdainful after hearing this. Once he was done sneering, he added, "You're even from the Lower Star Ruins? I heard that place is vast beyond bounds, but because its stellar source level is insufficient and it lies too far from the Ordered Sea, its order cannot transform into the stellar level. It cannot produce Eonic Gods, and is where the inferior races among the myriad races of the starry sky reside.