"Even if I revealed Creation Power, my fame could never surpass my Senior Brother's."
Demon Illusion Fairy rose from the Cultivation Platform, her voice carrying the helpless resignation of someone who had already accepted reality.
Jiang Ping An set down his teacup and looked at Demon Illusion Fairy.
"I have a plan. We can try it. There's a chance it could greatly increase your fame and let you surpass your Senior Brother."
"What plan?"
Demon Illusion Fairy asked casually, without the slightest hint of excitement.
She seemed not to believe there was any chance of catching up to her Senior Brother.
Jiang Ping An explained his plan. "Find an opportunity to appear in public and make outsiders think that I'm following you."
"Then I'll challenge the geniuses of various factions. Finally, we'll have someone spread the word that my talent is so strong because of your help."
Demon Illusion Fairy immediately understood what Jiang Ping An meant.
"You want to use your fame to elevate mine?"
"That's right."
Jiang Ping An nodded.
Demon Illusion Fairy still showed no excitement. "It'll help a little, but it won't mean much."
She believed that with this man's ability and strength, he could raise her fame.
However, that increase would be limited.
Putting it into numbers, if Jiang Ping An could gain ten points of fame, at most one point would feed back to her.
And that was being generous.
Jiang Ping An fell silent.
He had wanted Demon Illusion Fairy to reveal her talent for Creation Power, then reveal his own talent and use it to elevate her fame.
But as Demon Illusion Fairy had said, the gains from this method would be limited.
Not much fame could be transferred to Demon Illusion Fairy.
In truth, he had another plan in mind—the plan