Time marched relentlessly forward, yet everyone's personal time was continuously regressing.
After roughly checking Bai Zhi's current physical condition, Jiang Chanyi's expression became even more animated.
"...Just who were you before?"
"What do you mean?"
Bai Zhi shifted his gaze away from the [World Contract] in his hand and looked up at the other man, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"Put it this way: if your current Constitution were in our world, forming a core in a single day would be no problem. You're a cultivation genius seen once in ten thousand years."
Still gripping his wrist with one hand, Jiang Chanyi looked deeply conflicted.
"If you went to my world now, then within three days, you'd become the most formidable..."
"A cultivation genius?"
Bai Zhi looked curious.
"No, an unparalleled disaster."
Jiang Chanyi's face was utterly solemn.
Bai Zhi: "..."
"Don't think I'm joking. Your current Constitution was practically born for cultivation. Even if you didn't cultivate proactively, your strength and realm would rapidly rise. But your cultivation foundation has already been destroyed—such peerless talent would only harm you instead."
Letting go of his hand, Jiang Chanyi wore an incredulous expression.
"How strange. Your aptitude was clearly so terrible before, so how did it become this monstrous now? Brilliant as a child, a disappointment as an adult?"
"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"
Curling his lip, Bai Zhi turned his gaze back to the seven-colored card in his hand.
"Keep moving. We need to make time."
Although the information he had gained was scant, he had at least learned a few things about his past, so it was not a total loss.
...A cultivation genius?
Unfortunately, the path of immortality was a dead end. That road could no longer be traveled.
A perfectly fine daoist Yin Yang