Seeing Bai Yingying, Chu Fei beamed. "Congratulations, Senior, on breaking through to 20.0 and becoming a True God-level expert."
Bai Yingying waved a hand casually. "If you'd said that one hundred seventy years ago, it would have been nice. Don't you think it's a little late now?"
Chu Fei said, "But I still haven't broken through. My Cultivation Level is still at 18.9999."
Bai Yingying: ...
Did he know that this was exactly why she found it so hard to feel happy? Bai Yingying could no longer see through Chu Fei's Cultivation Level.
What did that mean? It meant the gap between them had actually widened. It was not that 20.0 had surpassed 18.9, but that 18.9 had surpassed 20.0—the distance between them had grown even greater.
Although Bai Yingying had long understood that level was not everything, seeing Chu Fei's cultivation state still left her astonished, reflective, and full of emotion.
Before Chu Fei could speak, Bai Yingying sighed softly. "That's what makes me most uneasy. Does the gap between us mean that our path is wrong?"
Chu Fei put away his smile and grew serious. "Let's talk inside."
Chu Fei led Bai Yingying toward the research room, while Liliyat consciously departed. The two had an unspoken understanding. Generally speaking, unless Chu Fei personally called for her, Liliyat would not enter those critical areas.
Inside a small meeting room in the research area, Chu Fei invited Bai Yingying to sit. With a casual gesture, he drew over teacups and tea leaves, heating them in midair. By the time they settled onto the table, there were already two cups of hot tea.
Chu Fei spoke. "The issue you raised is not really an issue.
"This is how I see it.
"First, technological development does not happen overnight. We must advance