As he spoke, Chen Changsheng began to stroll leisurely, while Cui Hao Yu followed closely behind him.
"Hao Yu, let me ask you—have you ever seen a true genius?"
"I have!"
"Have you ever been ruthlessly trampled beneath the feet of a true genius?"
Cui Hao Yu fell silent for a moment before answering, "I have!"
"What a coincidence. Neither Chen Shisan nor Wu Li ever had."
"Chen Shisan is the White-Haired Sword God you spoke of, and Wu Li is the Desolate Heaven Emperor Wu Li who eclipsed his age."
Upon hearing that, Cui Hao Yu thought for a moment and said, "Was it because they themselves were geniuses?"
"No. Neither of them could be considered a genius. Chen Shisan's talent was so terrible that words could not describe it, while Wu Li had only a little talent."
"But compared to people like you, he was far too lacking."
"At that time, the Bitter Sea System had yet to appear. Wu Li spent more than a hundred years reaching only the level of the Seventh Realm."
"Measured by today's realms, he would have been roughly a Yellow Immortal."
"The place we were in back then was a Small World, a Small World that had been split off."
"With Seventh Realm cultivation in a place like that, he was already quite remarkable. It would have been more than enough to establish a first-rate sect."
"Now tell me, what realm had you reached when you were a hundred?"
At those words, Cui Hao Yu said softly, "The peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. I had barely touched the threshold of the Immortal King Realm."
"Hahaha!"
"That speed is quite impressive. Though you cannot compare to those freaks who reach Immortal King Rank Seven or Eight within a century."
"But if you