When Your Talent Is Poor, Look for Your Own Reasons!

Upon entering Immortal Fairy Yunmiao's Dao Palace, Jiang Chuan saw her seated cross-legged upon a Meditation Cushion.

Judging by her appearance alone, Immortal Fairy Yunmiao seemed little changed from when Jiang Chuan had first met her. Clad in spotless white, untouched by the dust of the mortal world, she resembled a lofty and pure Immortal Lotus, transcending all worldly things.

Golden divine radiance containing the Power of Taiyang surged from Immortal Fairy Yunmiao's skin, smooth as congealed cream.

Her skin gleamed with a metallic luster. Vast and majestic Sword Intent poured forth, making her seem less like a person and more like a cold, sacred divine sword.

Noticing Jiang Chuan's arrival, Immortal Fairy Yunmiao opened her tightly shut eyes.

"Your talent is far too poor. I already gave you the Divine Marrow of the Sun Wheel Divine Sword, yet you still managed to cultivate yourself into a problem." Jiang Chuan studied Immortal Fairy Yunmiao as he spoke.

"Poor talent..."

Jade Ji Zi, True Person Zining, and the other elders of Kanli Sacred Earth all changed expression.

Immortal Fairy Yunmiao had been Kanli Sacred Earth's previous Dao Seed. If her talent was poor, then what did that make the cultivators who had failed to become Kanli Sacred Earth's Dao Seed?

Immortal Fairy Yunmiao was equally speechless inside. This was the first time she had ever heard someone call her talent poor, yet she truly had no way to refute it.

Su Hanguang asked, "Does fellow daoist Jiang have any solution? After Yunmiao's physical body began turning metallic, even her Primordial Spirit was affected. If we do not find a way to stop it, I fear that within ten days at most, Yunmiao will become a divine sword."

Jiang Chuan did not answer Su Hanguang's question and instead continued asking, "Just how