Chaos Mountains and Rivers Cauldron

"You little..."

Qian Renxue was practically grinding her teeth, a blush coloring her face. "Bastard!!"

Gu Chen took the jade-like foot off his shoulder, instantly appeared in front of the two of them, patted Qian Renxue on the shoulder, and said to Yuanen Yehui, "You don't need to make too many dishes today. Just a little will do."

"We'll be heading to Douluo Continent in a couple of days. And you too, Little Qian. Don't wear that dead look."

"Among the younger generation right now, you're the weakest. Uh, no, that's not right. You can't even really be called part of the younger generation."

"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm old?!"

"Not at all. Everyone else is already a Spirit Douluo or even a Title Douluo. How are you only level seventy-three? You're a god, at least. You've been reborn for another life. How are you this lacking?"

Qian Renxue clenched her silver teeth, and a throbbing vein seemed to appear on her forehead. "Aren't you overestimating me a bit? Three months. For me to rise from level twenty to my current Spirit Saint level is already unprecedented, and you're actually saying I..."

"Can't be helped. Who told you to be so weak?"

Gu Chen spread his hands. Over these three months, this little angel really had worked quite hard.

She had even worked much harder than that Dark Angel beside him, but there had not been enough time. This was not something effort could catch up to.

In three months, she had crossed fifty levels and accomplished something others might not manage in ten years, but he truly was not satisfied.

In terms of individual combat power, the current Qian Renxue could not compare to anyone.

Whether it was Di Rui'er, Tang Wulin, or Xie Xie.

Even