On the mountain path opposite them, a young man carrying a sword case on his back walked toward them.
He was extraordinarily handsome, but not in the ordinary way. His pupils were dark gold, his lips a vivid red, and his entire face had an eerily bewitching beauty.
When Jiang Ye saw him, all he felt was a sinister, alluring aura.
But what made Jiang Ye's expression change wasn't the young man's appearance.
It was—
[Physique: Profound Body (Class D, Lower)] [Talent: Dao Bone]
"Dao Bone Talent." Jiang Ye looked at the words above the bewitching young man's head.
This was the first Dao Bone Talent he had seen besides Chen Zilu.
"Class D, lower?" Jiang Ye was surprised. As far as he knew, only Class A physiques were divided into upper, middle, and lower grades.
Could it be that every tier from Profound Body onward was divided into upper, middle, and lower grades?
Profound Body, Class D, lower.
Compared with Chen Zilu's Profound Body, Class A, upper, wasn't he more than ten levels behind?
"Looks like the gap between Dao Bone Talents can be enormous, too," Jiang Ye thought.
Wang Ziang looked at Zhao Qingli. "Do you know him?"
"He went to the same middle school as me. His name is Wan Yaoyang. He's a very unpleasant person."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Ye asked curiously.
"He was exceptionally gifted and had a special ability from a young age. If you met his gaze, you'd be paralyzed for a brief moment."
Zhao Qingli's voice was cold. "Back then, he often used it to bully his classmates."
Wang Ziang listened with envy and shook his head. "What a waste of a good ability. If I had that power, the whole school would be my harem."
"He wasn't far