"Congratulations."
"You've climbed another level. Doesn't that make you a Great Sir?"
Jiang Qiao said with a smile.
A Great Sir was the Fourth Order.
For Dragon Tiger Daoist to reach the Fourth Order at the age of twenty-three or twenty-four was an incredibly explosive achievement even in the Supernatural World. Calling him a genius would be no exaggeration.
But on the current Timeline, he was a true prodigy of the era.
In the entire world, only a handful of people could achieve it.
"Yes."
"I thought it would take a few more years. But now, if I can leave this place alive, I'll probably make it in two or three months."
Dragon Tiger Daoist spoke with some emotion.
As he spoke, he could not help but study Jiang Qiao again.
The young man before him
had exuded an unfathomable air of mystery from the very beginning.
Recognizing his identity would have been one thing.
But seeing him use Thunder Art identical to his own had truly stunned him. Then he had proposed that seemingly insane yet genuinely effective plan, displaying profound and unique insight into the supernatural.
Of course.
Most importantly, this man's strength was terrifying.
Though he had only caught a fleeting glimpse when Jiang Qiao revealed his Thunder Art, that aura had told him unmistakably—
Great Sir!
But... how old was he?
He looked
even younger than himself!
Dragon Tiger Daoist was both shocked and confused. He felt that the man before him was impossible to see through, as if shrouded by a layer of fog.
Jiang Qiao was not surprised by Dragon Tiger Daoist's reaction.
It was only natural.
And this was after Dragon Tiger Daoist had merely sensed the aura of lightning. If he were to experience Stove Fire, or even the Dual Pupils, his