Elsewhere, the group headed toward Yang City.
Along the way, Fang Ping kept staring at Lu Hao.
"What is it? If you have something to ask, then ask. Stop looking at me like that," Lu Hao said, feeling a little unnerved by Fang Ping's stare.
"You're about to break through to Rank Eight?"
"Yeah. I made a haul last time and traded the Ministry of Education for some mental power treasures. It's only normal that my breakthrough came a little faster."
Normal? Normal my ass. Fang Ping suspected that Lu Hao had a system too. Otherwise, how could he improve so quickly without hitting any bottlenecks?
The higher others rose in rank, the slower their breakthroughs became. Yet his speed was still the same as before.
Back then, Fang Ping had been Rank One while Lu Hao had been Rank Three.
Now Fang Ping was Rank Five, while Lu Hao was about to break through to Rank Eight.
Why had the gap between them grown even wider?
"Then what about becoming a pinnacle...?"
"Fake. It was just meant to scare some old geezers. If becoming a pinnacle were really that easy, there wouldn't be so many Rank Nines around now," Lu Hao replied irritably.
"And that Seed Preservation Plan... you knew about it too?"
"I guessed. After all, once you reach the high ranks, your parents and sister will still be non-martial artists. When the great war comes, won't you worry about them?
"So the Seed Preservation Plan was bound to emerge. Those high-rank and pinnacle powerhouses are fighting on the front lines, so there's nothing wrong with letting their children enjoy some benefits," Lu Hao said calmly.
"There's nothing necessarily wrong with that. Everyone has children and family, after all. But from what I understand, most of these so-called