A true demisaint family held the continent's real secrets.
The conclusions outsiders did not dare make lightly were beyond them only because they were ignorant and unqualified.
But Jiang Xian was a demisaint's heir, with the purest bloodline. To him, this deduction was merely the natural result of gathering enough intelligence.
Jiang Si and Jiang Qi fell silent together.
They might share the Jiang surname, but within the Jiang Clan, they were merely collateral descendants, separated from the main lineage by an absolute gulf.
People like them could fight until they died and obtain however many resources they wished, yet the Path-Cutting Realm would still be their ceiling.
Only if they relied on their own talent, perseverance, fortune, external opportunities, and immense serendipity to reach the Void Realm might they gain a sliver of qualification to transfer into the main lineage.
Otherwise, they would remain appendages of the main lineage for life.
Naturally, under such circumstances, they had no access whatsoever to the vast majority of the information Jiang Xian could currently reach.
But looking at it from another angle...
Since Jiang Xian could be so certain at a time like this, Jiang Si and Jiang Qi could completely discard that utterly absurd conjecture.
After all, when it came to secrets of this level, Jiang Xian certainly knew more than they did, and knew it more accurately.
And from yet another angle...
"Young Master Jiang has a point. Then, if this Xu fellow is neither a Holy Emperor's heir nor even a demisaint's heir, the existence behind him that made the two of us uneasy..."
"Perhaps they're merely at the peak of the Path-Cutting Realm and have survived the Nine-Death Lightning Tribulation a few times," Jiang Xian cut off Jiang Si with a sweep of his sleeve. "Taixu? Utter nonsense!"