Great Bamboo Peak.
Inside Shou Jing Hall.
"Seventh, you..."
Su Ru took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to suppress her shock.
She looked at Ye Xuan, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"You really... reached the seventh level of the Shangqing Realm?"
Even though the facts were right in front of her,
Su Ru still couldn't help asking for confirmation.
It was too dreamlike.
Too unreal.
"Just luck, just luck."
"When I was at Heaven-Piercing Peak, I put in a little effort."
"And before I knew it, I broke through."
Ye Xuan reined in his aura.
The spiritual light around him faded, and he became that same well-behaved, sensible seventh disciple once more.
Listen to that!
Was that something a person would say?
What did he mean, he'd put in a little effort?
What did he mean, he'd broken through before he knew it?
Tian Buyi felt a tightness in his chest, as if a huge boulder were weighing it down.
He wanted to curse.
He really wanted to curse.
Had all his cultivation over the past few centuries gone to waste?
His cultivation, the very thing he'd always been proud of, had nearly been surpassed by his own disciple!
An unprecedented sense of crisis swept over Tian Buyi.
No!
He absolutely couldn't let this kid look down on him!
I'm the master!
I have to maintain my dignity!
Tian Buyi's round face instantly flushed red, then quickly darkened.
He slammed his palm down on the table.
"Bang!"
The sturdy rosewood table was left with a palm print.
"You little brat!"
"So you think reaching the seventh level of the Shangqing Realm makes you something special?"
"Got your tail up in the sky, have you?"
"You must've gone wild staying at Heaven-Piercing Peak!"
"Your foundation!