To them, whether it was Ye Feng or Ye Xue, both were major figures among their generation. Though the gap in their cultivation currently appeared to be only a few minor realms, barring unforeseen circumstances, that gap would only grow wider with time.
Only figures like Ye Feng and Ye Xue could confidently say that they might reach a level beyond the Dharma Idol Realm. As for them, if even one out of a hundred ultimately surpassed the Dharma Idol Realm, that would already count as good fortune. That was the difference between them; the farther they went, the greater the gap became.
They understood this very clearly, because they themselves had emerged from such an environment. Those who had once been able to contend with them had gradually become insignificant, not even qualified to earn a second glance from them.
How could they not understand?
"How could this be!"
Everyone present tensed up, yet Ye Xiwen alone smiled.
When Ye Mao looked at Ye Xiwen, it was as though he saw the shadow of his second uncle, Ye Junshan, from that day. The same calmness beneath drifting clouds, the same brilliance that illuminated all around him. Even among all those of the same generation, no one could suppress his dazzling radiance!
Perhaps it was inherited!
Or perhaps it was fate!
"Ye Qianqian... you know her?" Ye Feng suddenly asked.
The crowd erupted into another commotion. Ye Qianqian, the Ye Family's Heaven's Chosen—her beauty was peerless, and her cultivation ranked among the very best in the Ye Family. Even among the many Heaven's Chosen such as Ye Feng and Ye Xue, no one had ever been able to surpass her.
There had been little news of her over the past few years, but everyone had merely assumed that she was