Wu Feng could only turn around and look at Zhou Yi.
"I'm asking you, Wu Feng—you are Wu Feng, right? What exactly did you rely on to rise from the Tribulation Stage to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level in such a short time?"
"You should know that here in Immortal Spirit City, apart from my father, you are the only one who has managed to do this."
Zhou Yi spoke to Wu Feng with a sidelong glance.
As for Wu Feng, he completely ignored the other man's attitude and said indifferently, "I don't know either. But I think working hard is still the best approach. Only by studying hard can one improve one's cultivation."
"Stop spouting nonsense. I've carefully observed you. Although you do study hard, your knowledge is actually lacking. Otherwise, with your talent, you should have been able to condense a Juren Dharma Image by now. I've been studying at the academy for over three years, and only now have I barely managed to condense one."
As he spoke, Zhou Yi began flamboyantly condensing his Juren Dharma Image, making his entire body look like a golden man.
Many people nearby were astonished when they saw this. After all, although Zhou Yi differed from Zhu Yue in that he honestly studied, he had always merely muddled through his days. Who would have thought he could actually condense a Juren Dharma Image today?
Zhou Yi was pleased by the astonishment around him. He put on a superior air and said to Wu Feng, "Wu Feng, go on. If you can tell me, I can give you some benefits."
Wu Feng tilted his head and sensed for a moment, but he detected none of the indescribable aura, nor any special feeling.
It was obvious that Zhou Yi did not possess