Wu Ling barely managed to gather up his shattered emotions, then carefully sized He Zhao up and down. Personally, he believed the sect master would not promote an inner sect disciple to elite disciple for no reason.
The Qingyun Sect had always valued rules. It was impossible for them to reward a disciple ahead of time just because he had extraordinary talent. Only by advancing step by step, cultivating bitterly without pause, and reaching the corresponding realm could one rise through the sect's internal ranks.
So there was only one truth: his Cheap Junior Brother's cultivation was absolutely not as simple as what he had revealed. The other party was definitely a Sha Refiner in the Pill-Swallowing Realm.
"Junior Brother, you haven't been hiding this from your senior brother all along, have you?"
Seeing his Cheap Senior Brother reveal a doubtful look, a certain old schemer smiled shyly. His peak of perfection-level Sha Concealing Art loosened slightly, revealing the aura of the Pill-Swallowing Realm.
"Fuck."
Someone surnamed Wu swore to the heavens that when he had first accepted the young man before him, his realm had undoubtedly been Perfect Foundation Establishment. He had not misjudged it.
"You, you, y-you..."
He raised his arm and pointed at Ruthless He Zhao with a trembling finger, looking utterly incredulous.
In a single night, his cultivation method had gone from not even being entered to Great Accomplishment, while conveniently pushing his cultivation up another level. This was not something that could be explained by calling him a prodigy or a monster. He was simply the number one person in the Qingyun Sect from ancient times to the present.
Compared to him, even the Seven Sons of Qingyun seemed somewhat unworthy of the stage.
At least, that was how Old Wu saw it.
So what