"Child, how old are you this year?"
After seeing too many good-for-nothings in the tribe who spent every day mooching around and waiting to die, the Wood Elf elder felt completely refreshed upon meeting John and the others. The more he looked at them, the more he liked them.
As for this Wood Elf elder, who could be considered a fellow clansman, John did not act the least bit unfamiliar.
"I am four hundred and thirty-five years old."
"I am thirty-one years younger than John."
Sain, standing beside him, chimed in with a beaming smile.
The Wood Elf elder liked them even more after hearing that.
"Good, good. At such a young age, you have already reached the peak of the Extraordinary Realm, while John has even entered the Saint Realm."
The Wood Elf elder was also an Elf mage at the Saint Realm level, so he naturally could not fail to see through John and Sain's cultivation.
Mage cultivation was fraught with difficulty. From the Wood Elf elder's perspective, reaching this level at their age was already outstanding, while John had truly amazed him.
Not to mention that they were about to undergo the Elf Ancient Tree's trial. As long as they passed, Sain would most likely break through his bottleneck in one leap and become a Saint Realm mage. John's strength would also advance another step, which would be even more remarkable.
At this thought, the Wood Elf elder's gaze toward John and Sain grew even more delighted.
Among the younger generation of their Wood Elf branch, there were hardly any who could hold their heads up. Although John and Sain were not from their side, they were both Wood Elves. Everyone belonged to the same branch, so they were more or less one of their own.
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