As the gatekeeper answered Yu Bing, he casually slipped in another bit of flattery.
Even Lin Xuan felt a little awkward and immediately said, "Xiao Yu'er, biting off more than you can chew will only choke you. Take them one at a time. For now, just devote all your energy to perfecting the Northern Scripture."
"Okay, Brother Lin Xuan!" Yu Bing did not dwell on it and nodded her little head rapidly.
Si Yingxue and Lian Qingtian, who had already condensed a great marsh each, listened from the side and nodded in agreement as well.
Then everyone turned their gazes toward Young Lord Wind Fiend.
Time flew by, and two quarters of an hour later, Young Lord Wind Fiend suddenly opened his eyes.
"How... how is this possible? Why is it so obscure and difficult to understand? Why does comprehending it consume so much mental effort?"
Young Lord Wind Fiend muttered, his heart filled with disbelief.
"Could it be..."
Young Lord Wind Fiend turned to look at Lin Xuan and the others. The gatekeeper's earlier words flashed endlessly through his mind, and his gaze suddenly went hollow.
"Now you understand?"
The gatekeeper suddenly asked, yet did not wait for his answer before continuing.
"Without the aid of surging scripture intent, your comprehension speed is merely that much. You are nowhere near the current Dao Holder, and you will never be able to catch up to Supreme Radiance."
"I'll advise you once more: what matters most for a cultivator is knowing their own limits. Do not make yourself into a clown for others to mock."
Young Lord Wind Fiend trembled all over and was left completely speechless.
Now he had no choice but to believe it, yet he was still unwilling to accept it. An increasingly defiant light flashed through his