"Jiang Ping An's rate of improvement is too fast. This is nowhere near the level a six-star immortal root should have!"
Many of the elders present had once been Outstanding Talents, far ahead of Cultivators of the same realm.
Even in their day, none of them had grown as quickly as Jiang Ping An.
Jiang Ping An's improvement was plain for all to see.
Several elders turned their gazes in unison toward Miao Xia. They suspected that Miao Xia had lied and concealed Jiang Ping An's true talent.
That would explain why Miao Jing had personally stepped forward to accept him as a disciple.
Jiang Ping An's talent had to be extraordinarily high.
Miao Xia angrily smashed her wine jug onto the table and glared viciously at Jiang Ping An. "I suspected this brat had hidden his talent! How could this possibly be a six-star immortal root? It has to be seven-star!"
She certainly would not admit that she had lied.
Several elders wore expressions that plainly said, You think I'd believe that?
Even a seven-star immortal root could not have such a rate of growth. Perhaps it was eight-star.
If that were the case, Jiang Ping An's talent would be terrifying.
"Old Miao, you've gone too far. You deliberately concealed Jiang Ping An's talent. Jiang Ping An walks a different path from yours, so what use is there in you taking him as a disciple? I just happen to lack a personal disciple. Give this disciple to me."
One elder began entertaining the idea of taking Jiang Ping An as a disciple. Everyone wanted a gifted disciple under their wing; it would give them face when they spoke of it.
Miao Jing shot the other man a sidelong glance. "Didn't you mock Jiang Ping An earlier for being a