"You?"
"A peerless heavenly talent born once in a hundred million years?"
Jiang Ding looked at the woman and laughed dumbly.
This was the first time he had encountered such a thick-skinned living being, calling herself a heavenly talent born over the course of a hundred million years.
"Well..."
Gong Caiyu felt somewhat embarrassed beneath his gaze.
"Then work hard."
"I will help you."
"The path to becoming a Supreme is difficult. Personal talent and brilliance account for nearly eighty percent of it. No matter how great outside assistance is, it can account for no more than twenty percent. And without the personal talent and brilliance to meet the standard in the first place, those latter twenty percent do not even exist."
"A Supreme cannot be artificially cultivated, at least not as I see it now."
Jiang Ding sighed softly and handed over a scripture. "This is the scripture created by you and your fellow travelers. After many rounds of correction and repair by me, it has the potential to produce a Supreme at the limit of a rule branch. There is no problem with this path."
"If you can use it to advance to Supreme, that would be wonderful."
"If not, then after advancing to the Heavenly Being realm, live a few more years. I will give you an opportunity to extend your lifespan."
Jiang Ding had feelings for this woman and did not wish to see her die.
Yet there were too many helpless things in this world.
Even true immortals had many things they could not accomplish. They could only endure them and grow accustomed to them.
"My lord, I will succeed."
"I will always remain by your side!"
Gong Caiyu said firmly.
She reached out and accepted the jade slip the youth had offered. She was