Zhao Lingyao's Request
Upon hearing this, Zhao Lingyao immediately understood that her father had no idea how strong Jiang Chen was.
If he knew Jiang Chen's strength, he definitely would not have said that.
Although Jiang Chen's cultivation was only at the Core Condensation Realm, Eighth Level, among Nascent Soul Realm experts, there were very few who could stand against him.
Even Zhao Lingyao no longer knew just how powerful Jiang Chen had become.
After all, Jiang Chen's advancement speed was much faster than hers, and she had no idea how he had raised his realm so quickly.
In fact, Jiang Chen had experienced far too many great battles during this period. He had devoured the blood essence of the fallen living beings, causing his strength to rise at breakneck speed.
If he cultivated normally and needed to devour resources, he would have to expend an enormous amount, which would be terribly inefficient.
It was better to devour the spiritual power within other living beings. That way, he could save a vast amount of resources while also improving his efficiency.
"Dad, don't let Jiang Chen's Core Condensation Realm cultivation fool you. His combat strength is absolutely heaven-defying. At least in the North Sea, I've never heard of anyone more talented than him," Zhao Lingyao said.
Zhao Qi listened to Zhao Lingyao and was half-convinced, half-doubtful.
Could Jiang Chen really be that formidable?
But the North Sea was vast, and geniuses were as plentiful as carp crossing a river.
The geniuses invited by the Chiyang Merchant Guild from elsewhere were certainly astonishingly powerful.
"Brother Jiang, can you help me win a core position? The contest will begin in a little over a month. How about helping me all the way and assisting me one more time? Please?" Zhao Lingyao pleaded with