"Have you heard? Elder Chen, the one who recently joined the Xuanyuan Sect with Supreme Cultivation Talent, will be coming here later to exchange cultivation insights with us."
"Even if they really are exchanging insights, it won't be the turn of ordinary disciples like us. At the very least, True Disciples would be qualified to discuss cultivation with Elder Chen, right?"
"Stop kidding around. Elder Chen even gained the upper hand over a super powerhouse at the Peak Martial God realm in Wei City. What qualifications would disciples have to exchange insights with him? Only Core Elders, Supreme Elders, and the Sect Master are qualified."
"That's true. Elder Chen may be young, but his strength is already no weaker than—and perhaps even stronger than—those veteran powerhouses. I'm afraid only supreme experts at the Immortal of the Land realm could suppress Elder Chen."
"Damn it, I want to exchange cultivation insights with Elder Chen too!"
"Are you worthy?"
"???"
"..."
Conversations like this began appearing constantly throughout the Three Great Sects.
They were all immensely curious about Chen Mo.
Someone younger than them—or merely the same age—possessing such terrifying talent and strength truly made jealousy impossible.
The gap was too vast. When one could not even hope to catch a glimpse of his shoulders, what they felt more than anything was admiration and worship.
As for jealousy, unless one thought their life was too long, such thoughts would never arise.
Of course, Chen Mo was not truly visiting the Three Great Sects to exchange cultivation insights. He was going to examine their cultivation methods.
They simply called it an exchange.
After all, they were the foremost sects in the Western Region. They still needed to save some face.
They could hardly openly say that they were handing all their cultivation methods