Lu Yin replied respectfully, "Yes, Senior. I'd like to go to the Lost Academy next."
Xu Xiang Yin refused. "No. You have an exceptionally high talent for the Illusory God path. Going to study another civilization would be a waste of time. I wouldn't agree to it, and neither would that old ghost Zhi Bing from the Lost Race."
Lu Yin said, "I went to Cliff Town and saw how the Lost Race fights. It gave me some insights. Senior, as you know, cultivators sometimes have sudden realizations. I'm sure the Lost Race's combat civilization can inspire my cultivation and help me reach one."
Xu Xiang Yin looked doubtful. "What does the Lost Race have to do with my Illusory God Civilization? Watching them fight could help you reach a sudden realization?"
Lu Yin said, "I don't know either, just as I don't know why I have such a high talent for the Illusory God path."
Xu Xiang Yin thought about it. That was true. He studied Lu Yin. Was this kid lying, or was he telling the truth? He couldn't tell. If he set aside the possibility that Lu Yin was lying, could the Lost Race's civilization really inspire him?
Ordinary people couldn't understand the world of geniuses. In many people's eyes, there was only a hair's breadth between a genius and a madman.
Xu Xiang Yin considered himself an ordinary cultivator, nowhere near a genius. He couldn't understand what these geniuses were thinking.
Lu Yin added, "I heard Xu Ji is at the Wood Dojo. Perhaps the power of the Wood Dojo could inspire him."
Xu Xiang Yin paused, then nodded. "That makes sense. I always wondered why Xu Ji wanted to join the Six Directions Dojo back then. With his talent for the Illusory God Civilization, he