Outside the villa, a butler-like man spoke to Xu Zhiming and Wang Ma.
He was somewhat surprised. Ever since arriving at their resting place yesterday, Xu Zhiming and Wang Ma had been cultivating nonstop.
What struck him as even stranger was that the tall one had actually taken the potions from the Training Room.
These potions meant nothing to the Nangong Family. They had been placed in the Training Rooms precisely for these geniuses to use.
Yet he had never seen anyone use up the potions in their own Training Room and then go take the potions from someone else's.
Apart from Xu Zhiming and the others, those disciples from Martial Arts Families, no one used D-grade Potions.
He knew they simply looked down on them.
More than anything, these people had come to take a share of the Nangong Family's opportunity to become Mentalists.
After Xu Zhiming came out, he got into the car and continued practicing Rolling Heavenly Thunder.
The man was astonished.
The Nangong Family had many younger members, and quite a few cultivation maniacs among them, but none as obsessed with cultivation as Xu Zhiming.
Hardworking, and exceptionally gifted.
Judging by the talent Xu Zhiming had displayed so far, he had a sliver of a chance of breaking through to Level 100.
That was Level 100!
Back then, the Nangong Family's ancestor, a Level 99 Martial Artist, had entered a large Mirage Realm in search of an opportunity to break through, only to die from severe injuries.
Since then, the Nangong Family had not produced a single powerhouse above Level 90.
Among this batch, only Xu Zhiming and the girl named Feng Li deserved such an assessment.
Not long after.
The man led Xu Zhiming and Wang Ma to the front of a building.
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